The path back to the train on the plateau side of the Rifflehorn. Notice how the Matterhorn hovers over all these training hikes with a constant reminder of why you are there. You cannot escape it's power, and it's features are so seemingly indomitable from a distance that fear and doubt are begging to be admitted into your house of emotions. We were determined to keep that door closed, but "Why is it always there, taunting us?!" we secretly thought.