2 April - Chamonix
A hot sunny spring day. We headed for the classic col du Passon route again via the Argentière Glacier. All was going well, Mio was feeling strong and we were being ambitious with a short cut skin track on the approach to the couloir climb. Then, as I know all to well, the condition of the sunny spring snow under our skins changed. The pitch had steepened and the snow had transformed into deadly 'slide for life' corn on ice. Oh dear, how did I ever let this happen?! I know better than this, but our continued momentum was consuming and we walked our way into a bad situation. A lesson that should not have been needed was well taught. Mio's skins slipped and she took a slide that she luckily managed to arrest after about 15m. It was enough to shake her and remove a substantial amount of skin layers and area from her arm, which I bandaged with my first aid kit. There was some blood but Mio was amazingly stoic. She switched into ski crampons and we tried to claim the last ridiculously short distance to a big flat and safe bench. We should have simply descended 100m and joined the normal route. Mio struggled up and across the increasingly steep terrain feature. We were so close to getting off this incredibly slippery slope. I continued up and set up a small rope belay to give her some comfort on a delicate and risky switch-back. After that turn I became very concerned for our situation. It was hot and our packs were loaded with ropes and glacier gear. I belayed Mio a little further and then we made the far too late decision for her to switch into boot crampons. After that Mio followed my hard-boot kick steps out of trouble. The area where we hit all this hassle is nothing special, but spring corn is dangerous stuff, especially when combined with the easy-going fair weather mindset that develops on a nice morning of touring.
It was getting late and we were feeling very drained so after a relaxing break, thermos coffee and some food we decided to turn back. The couloir climb was still ahead of us (it would take Mio a solid 45 minutes to complete it) and after that we had a decent glaciated descent to tackle (its not a complicated one, but alertness is required). Going back down we not unsurprisingly rode perfect corn to the Argentière Glacier and crossed the soggy snow roped-up and rode back down to the campervan. Mio bought some creams and wound dressings and I bought her a new light weight ice axe as a reward for her effort that day. The descent on the le Tour Glacier via the col du Passon would have to wait for another time (I have completed it on several occasions whilst Mio has not).