Karl and I headed up to do the Cosmiques this morning. Karl was a bit hung over and had forgotten an ice axe so we had to abseil in.
Karl is thinking hard about his BASI training and getting his hands in that ‘hula-hoop’ position before setting off.
Why does everyone look like this in steep couloir photos?
We sneak across to some untouched snow.
How deep was that pow?
Karl in the final stages.
And a cheesy grin from the boy in the trees at the bottom.