We came to the ice wall
in gale winds,
a forty-degree slab
glistened in our way.
Scree stung our faces,
beards frozen with snot,
we wondered if anything
sacred even existed
in this Godforsaken place.
Six-hundred meters
of free fall was behind us
to rock bottom, time
was growing short,
we had to move quickly,
before we froze our ***** off,
literally.
So there we went...
straight up the wall,
swinging our axes
like wild men
with clubs.
*****
*****
ka-chink.
*****
*****
ka-chink.
*****
*****
ka-chink.
*****
*****
ka-chink.
*****
*****
Breath.
Ahhhhh.
Breath.
Ahhhh.
Breath.
Ahh.
Whew,
thank God for
these ninety-dollar crampons,
we couldn't have done this
without them.
Jan 31, 2014
Jan 31, 2014 at 4:33 PM UTC
We came to the ice wall
in gale winds,
a forty-degree slab
glistened in our way.
Scree stung our faces,
beards frozen with snot,
we wondered if anything
sacred even existed
in this Godforsaken place.
Six-hundred meters
of free fall was behind us
to rock bottom, time
was growing short,
we had to move quickly,
before we froze our ***** off,
literally.
So there we went...
straight up the wall,
swinging our axes
like wild men
with clubs.
*****
*****
ka-chink.
*****
*****
ka-chink.
*****
*****
ka-chink.
*****
*****
ka-chink.
*****
*****
Breath.
Ahhhhh.
Breath.
Ahhhh.
Breath.
Ahh.
Whew,
thank God for
these ninety-dollar crampons,
we couldn't have done this
without them.
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