
The ‘glacier pastor’
On being appointed Grindelwald’s new pastor in 1879 the young Gottfried Strasser quickly made a name for himself, not just as a man of the cloth but also as an author, mountaineer, patron and philanthropist. He was soon known far beyond the bounds of the valley as the ‘glacier pastor’.
Strasser’s penchant for poetry began to shine through at an early age. He penned sundry, mainly humorous texts in the pages of his friendship book while still at secondary school. He then went on to study theology in Bern from 1873, making additional study trips to Germany. He was put forward for the position of pastor in Grindelwald without actually applying and unanimously chosen by the congregation on 23 February 1879.
The colossal glaciers close by had earned this parish in the Bernese Oberland the nickname of ‘glacier village’. Strasser quickly settled in and soon came to be known far and wide as the ‘glacier pastor’. Himself a keen mountaineer, he made the most of the surrounding Alpine landscape to venture forth on a number of hiking tours, often accompanied by local mountain guides. His passion for the mountains led him to join the board of the Swiss Alpine Club (SAC), where he would later become secretary of the Grindelwald section and chair of the examination committee for mountain guide courses. It was at an official SAC event that he first met Elise Anna Rüegg from the Zurich Oberland area. The couple would marry in 1881 and have eight children together: four girls and four boys.
Strasser also embraced businessman Adolf Guyer Zeller’s plans to construct a railway line up the Jungfrau and even wrote a travel guide to the Bernese Oberland in 1892. But the clergyman was not entirely uncritical of the way this development resulted in a veritable flood of tourists pouring into the region at the start of the 20th century. He composed a witty poem pillorying the boom in hotel and guesthouse construction, lamenting the fact that these “palaces” would soon completely block any view of the mountains and the natural beauty that attracted visitors to the area, and concluding with a plea for someone to invent a “serum” to cure this “building madness”.
Believe me when I say that I have never found it so difficult to preach before you as I do now. I cannot get the terrible fire out of my mind. Preparing a proper sermon was impossible, my body and soul are still in a state of feverish agitation.


