Friday, May 13, 2016

Mainly skiing...

Nikki and I have been living in Chamonix since the start of February. Thankfully there has been lots of good snow and I have been able to spend most of my time skiing. I've also managed a few a routes too. Good snow is definitely coming to an end now and I can't imagine I'll be using my skis for much other than accessing routes in the coming weeks. Here are some picture of all that hedonistic sliding.

My first ski tour, the Col du Passon. Back in February with Harry Mcghie.
Nikki skiing fresh powder on the VB. 
Heather experiencing lactic acid in Cogne. 
In March I skied from Verbier to Zermatt, over four days, with Will Harris and Rich Howells. Rich on day one. 
Cabin fever in the Dix Hut.
Will and Rich cramponing up the Wall of Serpentine on the way to the summit of Pigne d'Arolla.

Supplies being delivered to the Vignettes Hut.

Hamish and Marie joined us for the last day. Marie and I on top of the Tete Blanche, the Matterhorn behind us. 
A few days later Hamish and I climbed the Gran Paradiso NW face and skied off the summit. Hamish collecting melt water outside the Chabod Hut the night before. 
Hamish on the NW Face. Conditions weren't particularly good with black ice under snow.
Hamish leading a short pitch of Diff that lead to the summit. 
Madonna scenes atop the Gran Paradiso.

Me leading the Eugster on the Aiguille du Midi.
Will Harris leading the final ice section on the Eugster before it meet the Midi Arete. 
Big Tim charging up the lower slopes on the Frendo Ravenal. 
Me leading on the Frendo Ravenal on the Aigulle Carree. Heavy spindrift slowed my pace to a snail's. 
Rob Partridge leading one of the tricky upper pitches on the Frendo Ravenal.
John Roberts skinning up the Aiguille d'Argentire. 
John and I decided that there was too much fresh snow and it was far too hot to continue up safely. So we turned round and skied fresh powder. 

In early April my Dad, sister, Simon and Simon headed to the Western Oberland for a four day tour. Here are the team skinning up on day one.
Caitlin mastering the art of going down hill with skins on.
Heading up towards the Wildhorn. 
Caitlin and me on top of the Wildhorn.
Pin bindings aren't indestructible. I ripped the leave off these on the way down to the Wildhorn Hut. Thankfully I was able to bodge them back together and continue for the rest of the tour.
Day three: We skied from the Wildhorn Hut to the Wildstrubel Hut in bad weather. 
Simon leads the way up a final rocky ridge that led to the Wildstrubel Hut.
The joys of spring ski touring. Hamish enjoying grass and rain on the way to the Adele Planchard Hut in the Ecrin.

Me ecstatic to arrive at the Adele Planchard Refuge after 1500m of skinning in the rain and snow. Unfortunately the hut had no heating of any kind, making it pretty grim. 
After a really wind night, we woke next morning to really grim weather. Without a GPS there was no way we were continuing onwards. However we were treated to fresh powder in this fun couloir on the descent.
Antoine enjoying the last of the fresh powder. This was followed by lots of skating and a fair amount of walking. All in the rain.
Josh Fawcett enjoying the Modica Noury on Mont Blanc du Tacul. 
Josh leading the final pitch of the Modica Noury. By this point all the other teams had abseiled off, making it a much more enjoyable experience.
More spring ski touring, at least the weather was nice this time. Polly en route to the excellent Rifugio Bezzi. 
Polly, skinning now, not much further to the skiing and then the hut. 
American Matt, skinning up the Gran Paradiso. We left the car at six and tried to go top in a day. Strong winds and extremities turned us around 100m from the summit and we enjoyed a fun ski down via the Rifugio Vittorio Emanuele.
Two days later Burdy joined us for the Breche Puiseux.
Burdy skiing fresh snow under the Jorasses.
The next morning, Hamish and I got up early and drove to Zermatt.
Not early enough though. We missed the good weather in the morning and spent the day skiing and skinning roped up to the excellent Guide d'Ayas Hut.

Hamish taking his skins off before the final ski down to the hut.
The next morning the weather was grim. Rather than going up and over Lyskamm we descended down beneath the hut.
With 60cm of fresh powder there were plenty of hidden rocks. I managed to take some big chunks out of my recently serviced skis.

We the skinned up for 700m (very grateful to the super fit french guide who broke trail all the way) before traversing down to join a closed piste that lead us down to Staffal. After an hour thawing out in the cafe, we took three lifts and then skinned for an hour more to the Mantova Hut. 
Day 3: The weather was still awful. Undeterred we set off towards the Monte Rosa Hut in a whiteout. We turned around at around 4000m when strong winds got the better of us. We spent the rest of our days twiddling our thumbs in the excellent Gnifetti Hut. Top tip: The Gnifetti Hut is 5 euros a night more expensive than the Mantova Hut, but it does include half a litre of wine and a a litre of water with dinner. 
Day 4: Finally good weather! We left the Gnifetti Hut and skied up and over three 4000ers, before descending down to the very swish (and very Swiss) Monte Rosa Hut. Me on top of Pyramid Vincent. 
Hamish and I on the summit of the Signalkuppe.

Only in the Alps, a mountain hut atop a 4554m mountain. 
Hamish just before the summit of the Zumsteinspitze. Our third 4000er of the day.
Day 5: After much deliberation we decided to set our alarms for 3am and skin up the Dufourspitze. After eleven days without a rest I felt pretty terrible. Miraculously once I get going my body seemed to forget how tired it was.  

Hamish and I at the top of the Dufourspitze. After 1600m of skinning we were treated to a fun little climb to reach the summit.
Hamish skiing fresh snow on the way back to the hut. Unfortunately the last couple of hundred metres were horrendous breakable crust.  
Back in Chamonix. Amy and I caught the first lift and skiied down to the base of Point Adolphe Rey.We climbed a few pitches of warm, dry rock, before abseiling off and skiing down in time for the last train.

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