Perhaps the ultimate test of speed on routes in the alps is to wake up in a warm bed in town, make it for first lift up the mountain, climb the thing to the top and make it down to town in time for drinks and ego-petting that evening. This way you can climb big 1000 metre routes which may usually take a bivi before and after, in one rather full day. Well that's the plan.
Unfortunately, the bad weather that caught us that afternoon has more or less stuck around since. I've been taking advantage of this to train, touring up pistes from the valley floor on my short ski's and doing endless reps of dry tooling routes. Training for what? dunno, hopefully something big before alaska in a month's time.
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