J�r�my wibbled forthrightly:
A distant memory has resurfaced. The first time I climbed Mt. Blanc,
in 1980, I spent 36 hours sitting out a storm in the Vallot hut. Also
present, among many other people, was a party of Germans wearing those
orange tent-shaped waterproofs we called sailing smocks, and ski
boots. I didn't ski in those days, and didn't look closely at them,
but I expect they were back-loaders. Can't have been more comfortable
than modern snowboard boots, certainly, and they climbed up the ridge
on the Gouter in them.
Well if you fancy doing MB again, gimme a shout, I'll be more than
happy to walk it with you. No helicopters mind.
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