The desire of climbing and unsatisfied Gruszka - part I
The rucksack packed, Marta and her suitcase on small wheels... come back!! Luna packed, her bowls and the feed also; -) as it in the winter now it is known - the rain, the awful route but Luna like a dog with ADHD, 3 hours standing behind my back (did sometimes the lap from left to right). On the way we are establishing the scenario as almost as to the schooting for National Geographic... You know, 4 cameras, supernumeraries, wolves and bear. Such commercial survival in the mountains. And so seriously it Kasprowy was a purpose the Peak but the crowned journey by sticking the SRTG flag Dębica and 30 burpees on the peak for spartans ; -)
At 10:00 on the point we are setting off. Equipment how it seemed to us complete (yeah what? there are cameras, phones, there are clothes, chocolate with nuts, water and climbing-irons it what for us more are needed?...)
Walk to Kużnica where everything began and where mingled...
Gruszka - "I will buy the map ok? It will be useful ". I thought ok, to be in the mountains and not to have a map it's a disgrace after all.
Marta taking the map asked politely the lady behind the counter - "on Kasprowy which trail is the best today?"
For you - "today it to the right will be it more easily and in two hours you will reach"
How here not to trust "local"!!!
Everyone are going are also we.
The route led from Kuźnic by Glade Kalatówki, Hala Kondratów and of just how it turned out during the journey to pass the Kopa Kondracka (Red Wierchy), which in favorable conditions it is possible to reach on the Kasprowy, I am repeating the favorable which certainly was not in that day ( 2 degree of avalanche danger, rain).
The road was good, it was warm and we admired beauties of our mountains. What more could you want;-)
Reached the Hall Kondratowa a little tired (which once more snow and the collapse of the difficult move and for that a little annoyed but whatever the goal is not far). That day all told us not to go there !! Do you believe in signs? Hehe we already so (Gruszkas phone suddenly stopped working, we forgot flag, thermoses were in the room ..) Tourist Armageddon !!
But we moved on ... and here only we, snow and beautiful views. Somehow a strange inner feeling that something is not right, that no one around, and no, I'm sorry there was someone else. Such a small black dot on the background of snow that we thought that it was probably the trail when someone goes there. Fear gave way to the euphoria that still only a piece of the "hill" (1728) and Kasprowy is ours. Nothing could be further from the truth, and if I knew then what I know now that no one forced me to go to that place that day.
The route was more and more danger, the snow more and more what ended unexpectedly collapsing at waist height. The one who led the way did the trail for another (ungrateful work).
14:30 Kopa Kondracka reached. If not for the late hour Gruszka would be unstoppable, normally she went to a storm like Tommy Lee Jones in "The Fugitive," but I was there and politely dragged insatiable Spartan in a safe area.
A little tired and hungry, we went back to the base. Ready, dog after a walk, fed, started as we all know Krupówki to eat something regional and drink ... :-) percentage .... to be continued.