Four and a half months ago we arrived in Peru, one of our greatest adventure so far. Today, five months ago we were wandering the slopes of Huascaran, trying to reach that mass with which we had been dreaming of months earlier. Some above, others below, but all with the same enthusiasm, looking from side to side and always still see the mountains to climb.
This was five months ago. Since then it has rained, and luckily it snowed and we continued doing activities, enjoying the mountain and its surroundings, the people. We went to Hoyamoros in August, with batteries recharged, to repeat some of the avenues we had done, but for some strange reason, we again go over the road debris.
El Naranjo de Bulnes is resisted us twice the time refused to let go.
we left for Madrid in November to enjoy the dark walls and hot Patones and mythical way of Pico de la Miel.
Old adventures are behind him, The plan ends and two years have gone by faster than we wanted. Some members leave the team and with them the laughter and the jokes, the tecnoexpres and snow caves ... Other new start, with concerns and a desire to discover the unknown. And others are still here, with the aim of improving and dreaming of new projects and projects that we thought we were incapable of doing.
For me it has only been a year of mountains, not enough to satiate my desire. I hope that many more remain. I have lived good days and not so good in this small family that has clothed me, gave me love and believed in my ability when even I knew that I had, encouraging me to take a further step towards the summit, urging me to open new routes mark ...
Thank you all for being there. Thanks to Koka, Harvey and Jose for the can I give and they give me, to keep up pa'rriba. And not forgetting the rest of Antonito, George, the Black, Juanjo, Lean, of Manchini. And the new petaditos, welcome, will be happy to share news stories with you. THANKS!
The climber is a man who drives your body where, one day, looked at their eyes ... ( Rebuffat)
Chomolhari
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