The crux! We’re back on track. And this is the big one. Monte Sacarello is the biggest hill on the trek at 2,200m
Ascent – Distance – 27.5km
Up at 5:30am as a big day ahead. Headed out with Mog & Zed who joined me for the first pitch which quickly became brutal and relentless. It didn’t take too long to hit snow but managed to avoid. A marmot shrieks at us before diving for his burrow. Crocuses bloom as soon as the snow recedes. Blue skies. Who could complain.
Mog bravely circumvents packed snow on the ridge to the top before turning for home. I watch her disappear into the mist down the exposed ridge then turn to traverse the ridge facing my own direction. And guess what. The mist descends again. Though it breaks frequently today and no rain either. Sacarello takes an age to arrive but a break to sun extends a welcome and I sit a few moments. Stunning views from here to even bigger hills to north.
Then came the crux! Every trip has one. The drop off the back down from the top was phenomenally steep but the path was also covered in 45 degree plus snow drifts in several sections, dropping hundreds of feet. Not favourite! Glad I had the poles with me – right on my limit. Only one set of footprints preceded me this year. Someone else mad!
But got through, including a short but intense scramble (don’t let Mum read this) and then a long walk down, then up, then down again.
Now relief that I’m through and so happy I left this section to last. It is amazing (also, I simply wouldn’t have got over even days earlier!!!)
Sorry folks. Photos will have to follow. Have pressed the wrong button on the camera and only have raw images which phone can’t read 😦