I try to scratch some snow out of my shoe during a moment of rest on a steep and snowy mountainside. avoiding to put to much pressure on my right knee. Some distance back my left foot slid away when I took a big step on a steap slope and my right knee hit a rock quite hard, painful … and it still hurts. Walter is at the bottom of the slope looking around for maybe a better way to cross the mountain pass.
We actually had not counted on so much snow, but I have to admit they had warned us for that, by which I still had something like: it will not be so bad. So that’s why I’m now in my short trouser, while I am getting some doubts halfway on the steap and snowy mountainside.
I’m struggling not to slip on the snow and head for a snowfree, but with rocks and stones covered piece of mountainside. This turned out not to be a good idea as wel: as soon as I set foot on one of the stones many loose rocks and boulders started to slide spontaneously, so I hurried back to the snowy slope. Without crampons it’s just impossible to cross the pass and we decided to turn back and walk later via a flanking movement to the other side of the mountain.
As we walk down it starts snowing slightly, a little later it turns into rain … than a lot of rain. The plan to walk as much as possible to catch up our lost time we let loose when we encountered a kind of goat stall. The with goat droppings covered floor doesn’t look very inviting and in normally circumstances it’not really an option to have a shelter, but for this moment it’s an good place to shelter and to dry. Some moments later it’s getting even better as Walter takes a bottle of pastis out of his backpack … a little alcohol at such a moment is quite okay!