... and so begins another weary dayyyyyy, and so begins another weary day!
Oh my word, my poor old body, what on the earth was I thinking? Most bits ache, but in a really really good, we've done a lot of work kind of a way. Really good because a lot has been done, and I've not just survived it but actually thrived on it. Feeling kind of fit and healthy and strong and fatigued in a really good way. The kind of way that means I can devote tomorrow to swimming in the lake, eating ice cream, drinking coffee and going in search of cake. It'll be productive, mark my words.
Over the past five days I have done a Lot of learning.
I have brushed up on abseiling, prussiking, anchoring systems (with an emphasis on alpine not rock climbing techniques).
I have learned short roping, long roping, simultaneous movement over rock (running belay), using landscape features to enhance safety. I have learned self arrest with the ice axe, I have learned how to set up snow anchors with snow stake, axe, in soft or hard snow. I have learned how to escape from a belay system without just cutting the rope and letting my partner drop to the ground. There has been simulated crevasse rescue. I have learned the rudiments of avalanche risk, degree of slope angles, weather conditions, type of snow, bond between old and new snow. I have learned about sport climbing and about via ferrata. There have been knots. There has been navigation. I have led, I have followed. I have panted like a dog and crawled on my hands and knees. It has been good.