It's been seven hours since we left. Bent over on my poles and worn out, I’m almost at the top. Tiphaine is just behind me and we will arrive at the summit together.
Those first ten seconds at the summit are the best. The most intense. You wait for months, days, and hours for this moment. Now, you don't have to look up anymore, the whole horizon opens up to you. It's impossible to experience this anywhere else. In a few seconds, all the pressure dissipates. The sensation is difficult to describe, it’s an ephemeral and powerful feeling that invades your body and your soul. Finally, I can hug Tiphaine and simply enjoy the magic of this place. Damn, it's hard, but it's beautiful! Guillaume, then Aurelia joins us, we all four of us are happy at the top. The first summit since 2019 under the COVID-19 era. It's cool, Raoul!
After more than two hours at the top, we get back on track, the descent is not easy to manage. The start is magical and aerial. For 40 meters it follows the ridge line between China and Pakistan. The rest is more complicated. After picking up our things at Camp 4, we continue the descent. A 30 meter rappel allows us to pass the first step of the spur. The slope is steep and exposed, the snow is hard, the ice is always close and the backpacks are heavy. We stay focused for each turn. Shattered, it seems wiser to stop at Camp 3 and continue the next day.
We wake up to mixed weather and quickly finish the descent. The snow is still hard, but I enjoy myself on my skis between the snow and ice on this giant slide.
We just completed the French Route in a perfect mix of styles combining mountaineering and high altitude skiing. It's always incredible to ski a mountaineering route; small satisfaction and big, giant relief.
WE SKIED THE G2!