Something else that may be pertinent (something I learned from a
German tv program on art): until the beginning of the 19th century,
the high mountains were not seen as romantic or beautiful scenery.
They were boding, frightening, raw nature, maybe no longer a place
where evil spirits dwelt (think of Norway's jutenheim = home of the
giants, or the "Home of the Mountain King" in Peer Gynt, or in
Germany, the witches on the Brocken, the highest mountain in the
Harz), but still with some undertones of that. Conquering a peak was
tempting the evil forces, proving that the Christian God was stronger.
The mountain folk were pious and unsophisticated. Planting a cross
staked a Christian claim to a peak, and it was a great effort, maybe
one of pentence or of thanks to fulfil a vow.
Of course, a little pride and recognition for this can't be ruled out,
a spur to place a cross on an even higher peak. |