“The wind picked up more and more. And snow is one thing, because it doesn't hurt your face, but this was ice-water-snow. So it hurt your face that much you had to cover it all, and when that ice slush hits your glasses that gets totally covered as well.
But just that feeling of having the GPS-watch… I had the direction of the cabin, but for three hours all you could see was two meters in front of you at best, and we had to put our ski poles in front of us to feel what was up and down.
And all along you have this big, steep canyon to the right, with an obvious avalanche risk; so you don't want to fall into it. Always you always know it's there, somewhere to your right.
You’re forced by nature to become so small, so powerless. So you’ve got to have some faith in some authority greater than you, an inner compass that is not affected by the storm. In my case, the GPS. It’s tough, it’s hard, but at the same time it’s not; because you’ve been given guidance - if you just dare to f