The Matterhorn is "the" moutain. A pharoanic mountain that is inoculated with a virus at Zermatt. This resort stretches at the foot of the moutain like a group of caravans around a castle with a star at the top of it. A star that yields millions, a star that is unshamedely exploited, with a professional conscience, a typically Swiss meticulousness. The proudest peak, with its characteristic profile, is today the victim of the crowd, of the tourist masses who climb it without any fear or respect. Yet every year they pay a toll: fifteen or so people die and go to join the spirit of a stubborn Englishman, Edward Whymper, who was the first to climb the Matterhorn in 1865.