Her father was Swiss and adored the mountains. Her mother was British and taught her the island way of life. She met her first husband in 1939 at the foot of the Matterhorn. Even as a child she went rambling with her parents in the mountains around Zermatt. She is 91 years old. A cup of tea with Jackie Myers.
The sun is already high in the sky when we meet up with Jackie Myers at Hotel Schweizerhof. It is past ten o’clock. Usually, the nonagenarian rises at seven and does some morning exercises before going down to breakfast at 7.30. She cannot understand why so many ramblers don’t set off until noon. The young people looked worn-out and frazzled when they return towards evening. Her rambling companions know how to select shady paths so that they stay cool. As a child she got up with her parents at six. She went rambling every day during the four-week family holiday. Her father found delight in making soups for their excursions while the mother cooked tea. There was also bread and butter. And a picnic in the rucksack – because in the 1920s there were not any mountain restaurants, helicopters, or cable cars in Zermatt. Today, you can go everywhere thanks to the excellent infrastructure. But the village has changed a great deal. The mountains are still the same, and the path to the “Edelweiss” or “Hotel du Trift” is still quiet. She last went by this trail six years ago, but now it’s too steep for her. She doesn’t take any risks any more and used walking sticks for the first time this year.