October 2016

30 Oct

Posted at 23:21h in My Adventures

“Adieu to disappointment and spleen. What are men to rocks and mountains?” — Jane Austen After a half-day rest and a good night's sleep, we woke up on day 7 feeling (somewhat) refreshed and rejuvenated - well, as much as one can feel rejuvenated on the High Route, at least.  We were awake, I was able to eat my breakfast bar, and all of our limbs were functioning - the benchmark of a successful morning.  We started early in the morning, so that we could ascend Blaurock Pass...

24 Oct

Posted at 20:07h in My Adventures

“He found himself understanding the wearisomeness of this life, where every path was an improvisation and a considerable part of one’s waking life was spent watching one’s feet. ” — William Golding, Lord of the Flies The morning of day 6 dawned clear and frigid.  We were sleeping in every single layer of clothing, so waking up posed a slight challenge - namely, it was way too cold.  Over the years, I've come to realize that one of the hardest parts of climbing a mountain is getting out...