He had never really explained his trips to the alps and where he had been and what he had climbed, however this tweaked my interest in the mountain.
The weather was not brilliant, but we had decided that we had to make an attempt at something. as it was cloudy but not cold we went for the main Funffinger route.
Walking up the scree to the col at the left hand end of the outcrop, we started to climb the vertical rock in a couple of pitches and got to a ledge about two thirds of the way up. As we had been climbing the clouds had got thicker, and reaching here we saw we were totally enveloped in the clouds. As we contemplated what to do next, we heard thunder, and before we had time to gather our selves it was lightning all around us ..
Rapid retreat was the order of the day, with wet rope and metal hanging off all of us no one wanted to hang around.
We abseiled back to the pass, joining all the ropes together to make a rope long enough.
Unfortunately, the rope got jammed up when we started to pull it through, with the rain getting harder we left the rope in site and ran for the Refuge.
