In deep snow we are skinning from Bieliga meadow towards S. Leopoldo meadow. A beautiful sunday is turning cloudy and we are completely alone on the mountain. In the distance M. Sechieiz o Berda is still receiving sunrays.
And look at the poor guy in front. Most of trees succeed to resist fierce wind gusts with snow. But when the nasty wind finds a weak one, it starts to treat him ill, it will find all ways to bow it down and kill him.
December 21st, 2008.