Mañana, Utsugi-dake, mañana

I’d broken a trail through snow that grew from knee to thigh and then to chest deep, climbing almost six thousand vertical feet, alone all day. Less than five hundred feet from the summit the snow was just too deep, and I was too exhausted. With two hours of daylight left, I slid back through the snow to the treeline and the leeward side of the mountain to dig a snow hole and bivvy down for the night. Mt Utsugi could wait another day.

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