Day 3
Apparently my boots that caused me almost immesurable discomfort in lugging all the way from Berlin are not suitable. Fantastic. Hired new ones, along with other gear and spent an unmentionable amount of money in Chamonix on other necessities.
It always confounds me how, once people get into groups of about five or more, that the simplest of tasks end up taking fecking hours. This, coupled with my desperation to finally, finally set foot on a mountain (even an invisible one, which was lucky as there still wasn't any other kind) made me a very impatient and frustrated young man by the time we were getting on a chair lift at about 1500. Impatient to the extent that I forgot to put down the safety bar and nearly fell out.
Our ultimate destination was Cabane d'Orly, a cabin at 2,831m, from which we will tomorrow morning be able to assult the peak of Aiguille du Tour (3,544m). It was an easy trek through moist cloud, which cleared once for about a minute to give us a very brief glimpse of a sweeping valley, sheer cliff faces and, in the distance, luxuriously snow-capped peaks. What more encouragement could a frustrated mountain lunatic need?
Made the cabin in plenty of time to see the cloud disperse for a stunning sunset.
Worth the wait.
jackfrost
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Sounds great if you want your boots to be of any use Urinate in them leave them for a day wash em dry em and wear em