These two images of Mt Niles were captured from the Scott Duncan Memorial Hut, on the last and coldest night of the Wapta Traverse Ski Trek in the Canadian Rockies which I did with Yamnuska Mountain Adventures in April 2012.
More photos in the Gallery.
This was the second time I've been in the Marlay Point Overnight Race, sailing through the night from Marlay Point on Lake Wellington in Victoria's Gippsland Lakes to Paynesville.
Fifteen panoramas should be enough, and there are more pictures in the Gallery, but I've been told the story needs some words too. Perhaps I've overdone it.
As Claire and I had hoped, having completed our section of the Haute Route without any weather delays, we had time to attempt some 4000m+ summits from Zermatt. However, the first poor weather forced us to take a very lazy rest day, which we found a little difficult, so the next day we were lined up for the first lift to Klein Matterhorn, whatever the weather.
The First Day
Early breakfast at the Reykjavik hotel with my French speaking companions, then loaded into the old VW to the airport and a short flight to Akureyri. There we were met by our Icelandic guide Sveinn, who also happened to be fluent in French. A forty minute 4 wheel drive took us beyond the 'Impassable' sign to the base of the rugged highland slopes.
I hope some of the following will be useful - I was certainly looking to answer these kind of questions when I was planning the trip! If not, you can try contacting me but I can't promise I'll remember anything else useful.
THE HAUTE ROUTE CHAMONIX-ZERMATT by Peter Cliff
For all my African photos, check out the Africa Galleries.
My travels started with a flight from Sydney to Johannesburg on June 11, then eventually on to the next flight by which stage I was so tired I fell asleep with the food tray (mostly empty of it's contents) in front of me and didn't wake up till we landed in Harare.
I was dropped off in Nanyuki from the Kenya safari, ready to meet my guide, cook and porter for a trek up Mt Kenya (5199m). I also met my climbing companion, Duncan from the U.K., who shared my interest in African politics and general amusement and despair in reaction to life in Africa.