Very Early the next morning we forced some breakfast down, and charged off to get up the Monch for sunrise. We had surmised that being fit we could charge up the Monch and then across to the Jungfrau as everyone else was just setting out. The climb went without much incident other than I was feeling a bit queasy.
We succeeded and the sunrise was spectacular. After several minutes taking in the sights we headed back to the hut.
A second, more palatable, breakfast and we were in the middle of the groups heading off to the Jungfrau.
Back down to the Jungfraujoch, across the top of the aletsch glacier, and we could begin the climb. It was disheartening to have to loose all this height before ascending again, and by the time we had struggled up the steep side to the ridge. This was Dave's time to struggle a bit, and we had a long rest before continuing up to the bergschrund and the col. From here it was just a steep icy slope to the summit.
Heads down in our own world and we were soon at the summit for lunch, ad that great feeling of doing something special.
Going down was a blur, apart from the pull up to the train station, which never seems to get any easier no matter how many times I do it.
Back in the valley, the afternoon shower was in progress. The only difference this time was that it did not clear up over night – time to re-evaluate next steps.
