Still searching for my view of the Matterhorn, I ventured up a tiny track from Tasch, up to the snowline of the nearby mountains. Along the route were small wooden shacks. Too small to inhabit for long periods, so maybe an emergency shelter I thought? As I reached the point of no further access due to the snow, this solitary cabin stood on the mountainside. Standing sentinal, it looked out over the Swiss valleys towards my quarry, The Matterhorn.

But this hut really caught my eye. How long had it stood there and what winters had it endured? A storage hut potentially, to keep dry the highly important chopped wood for a local to see them through another harsh winter at altitude? Itself a timber structure, I could see it was approaching the end of a useful and safe lifetime. But the patterns on the wood structure itself seemed to tell so many stories.

Available in a limited edition of just 50 prints per size, be sure to get your signed and numbered edition before they’re gone forever, maybe just like the hut itself…