There is a photo call with Dave and Jeni, and then we have to depart this oasis of joy … to stay with Dave and Jeni is to be in the most nurturing, comfortable and fun company you can imagine.
The storm has raged all night with what sounded like a savage power. Sleep is fitful and feverish. And then I wake in a gloomy half-light … I am gripped by another overwhelming desire to get off this mountain. Read more
Then there is no power in my legs, no air, frequent coughing. I drop further behind. I cough uncontrollably again, and my head spins. Ten more paces; every step is one less; ten more paces …
I’m out of bed at 3:00 am and I’m shivering in the shower. First signs of a fever? Not now, no! Not where there are flights involved. It’s too late, I tell myself … I’m off for ten days mountaineering in the Sierra Nevada of Spain. Read more
Thank you everyone who rang out of concern on hearing the tragic news of British mountaineers who died on Mulhacen in the Sierra Nevada of Spain last weekend (4th March 2006).
We are OK. Yes we were the only other British mountaineers on the hill over the Saturday night and Sunday of the storm, but we were safely shuttered up in the Refugio Poqueira, thankfully. It was a severe storm without question, and our sympathies go to the families of the victims.
For our part, I was ill from the moment I left the UK and struggled to get to the refuge at all let alone do anything when I got there. I didn’t even have much energy for photography! However, Wayne made a successful ascent of Mulhacen on the Friday, and we were blessed to have the wonderful funny friendship and loving care of our friends Jeni and Dave for a few days convalescence in Tijola.