|Looking north from the summit of Camels Hump. Not captured in the photo - the gale bringing in a change of weather from the south.|
Once consequence of the dismal winter is that my skis have been languishing in the garage and I have been staying indoors, spending too much time unproductive time online and watching too much television. This is not my usual mode of living, and one which I hope is not a harbinger of things to come as I get older.
So it was good to scramble up Camels Hump yesterday, snowshoes were not required on the well broken trail, I wore crampons which were mostly overkill but did come in handy near the summit. Once on the bare, windswept and glaze-ice covered rock at the top of the mountain I could stride around with impunity on my lethal-looking footgear while others balanced precariously in the gale.