À la recherche des glaciers perdus

I fell in love with those snowy picks the very first time I saw them. Far and simply impressive, proud, unreachable and mystical. Every time I got closer to them they took my breath away. Also, literally: I could barely breathe while I was staring at them, freezing because of the cold wind. When you’re at 5000m. it already becomes difficult. The oxygen’s partial pressure … Continue reading À la recherche des glaciers perdus