Imagine riding to the top of a strange mountain in an ultra modern cable car. When you get to the top, you get off and are hit with a stiff cold breeze. You look out and you can only see about 20 feet and you see only one road leading downhill and there are no trail markers in sight. Your hiking partner says something to the effect “if your not confident , this would be really shitty cause you can’t see dick up here.” You laugh and you walk out into the fog. That is how today started. Within a few minutes we found the markers and were onward into the fog. Today was a day of downhill. We did 4500′ of stair stepping, knee jarring , calf burning, downhill. Needless to say when we reached our hotel room we elected to stay there for dinner and not venture out for the Les Houches nightlife. Enjoy and as always thanks for coming along.
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