This is a series of journal entries from my recent trip to the mountains...which I fell in love with originally when I first visited K2.
"There’s something quite satisfying about hanging halfway on a ice wall. I could have opened a bag of chips and had it!"
- next time, -20 degree chips
This is far from the point of this post but I’m really curious - what did you hear when you hanging from the ice wall? Ice shifting? Wind?
Ice shifting and cracking (which is also somewhat nerve-racking)!
"There’s something quite satisfying about hanging halfway on a ice wall. I could have opened a bag of chips and had it!"
- next time, -20 degree chips
This is far from the point of this post but I’m really curious - what did you hear when you hanging from the ice wall? Ice shifting? Wind?
Ice shifting and cracking (which is also somewhat nerve-racking)!