The return

May 15, 2019 - Comment

The return Image by In Memoriam: VernsPics The sun had softened the snow and our feet were now sinking in where once we had left only point marks. The going was slow but steady and we weaved our way back over the plateau toward the cave. One last hill before we hit the upper plateau

The return
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Image by In Memoriam: VernsPics
The sun had softened the snow and our feet were now sinking in where once we had left only point marks. The going was slow but steady and we weaved our way back over the plateau toward the cave.

One last hill before we hit the upper plateau and then it was a flat traverse to the point right below our cave. But that last hill was really soft. Step by step we inched our weary bodies up crossing left and then right to avoid a straight up ascent.

My head just popped up to a point where I saw the peak of Mt Cook and the full moon. Suddenly I had found a new burst of energy. I needed to get this on camera. I picked up the pace trying to get Rod to do the same. "You’ve got to see this!" Obviously he wasn’t as keen as I was and at this point I thought I may have had an ice axe hurtling my way.

I finally rounded the top of the hill to see this amazing scene. 11 hours after leaving camp we were returning and the sunset seemed to herald our triumphant home coming. What an amazing day!

Now…onward to melt some drinking water because I am absolutely parched!

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