After a short approach, we set camp opposite the Hooker Hut, and start watching TV. Avalanches trigger all around.
The next day, waking time is 4.30am, we pack, argue on the appropriateness of farting this early in the morning and leave without having met an agreement. The team is happy though.
Joost and Willi coughing the cigarets that I smoke for them the night before, HAHA.
The ignominous ice grasshopper, found in one of the footsteps.
The airy traverse, on a slab that would have probably gone the same day. All about doing fast.
The last shoot to the Pass
At the Pass, looking towards Nazomi and MtCook my nizzle
The happy team after chocolate. some more considerations are taken on the appropriateness of farting in the pure immaculate whiteness of the land of the naked goddess of the Mountains. No agreement is met before the team leaves, once again.
On the way down, a view on the Caroline ridge and its rocky edges
Ball Shelter, where we spend a couple of hours chilling until the sun
View on the Ball Pass from Mueller Hut, the following day
2 comments:
hell yeah mate! that looks like a fantastic trip. glad to hear that farts were the winner on the day...
Muy Bueno Amigo! Good shiz seeing you out in the big time again! Will try to get my slack arse to write an email or two soon. Caio.
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