When exactly I climbed it, I don't remember, but it probably was in July 2006, on the afternoon of a warm day. I left my pack at the Dürrenstein hut and went up taking only a bottle of water with me. The clouds to the south looked rather iffy, but it stayed dry.
"After the first glass, you see things as you wish they were. After the second, you see things as they are not. Finally, you see things as they really are, which is the most horrible thing in the world."
--Oscar Wilde on Absinthe