I haven't written anything since the bivouac. A night out on the side of a mountain has a price for people our age. I'm 54 and my partner 61, and it's not an easy thing to do and recuperate from. We were tired. We were cranky. We needed time. There were some other effects, too.... Continue Reading →
Tuckett to Merano
Yesterday was a perfect day. In the morning, my partner found a nice climb to do that for some reason we’d zapped in the guidebook. It was lovely. It was on the Castelletto di Mezzo and called via Sybilla. We only had a half day before it was supposed to get rainy (although it held... Continue Reading →
Brenta
Tuckett Refuge and some climbs We’ve had two days of good enough weather to try out some climbs in the Brenta Dolomites. Yesterday we tried the Kiene route on the Castelleto Inferiore (the higher peak in the photo). I think we got a bit lost because the last two pitches were easier than the topo... Continue Reading →
We Think There’s a Mountain or Two Out There
We came up to Rifugio Tuckett today in the Brenta Dolomites. There are seemingly a billion routes to climb (but only three days of good weather before the next rainy weather hits.) We came up in a slight drizzle, and have seen nothing, and I mean nothing, of the ambiance around here. We assume that... Continue Reading →
Moove your cow, and your mind will follow. 