We are safely down the mountain!
The first 2,000k feet of descent were harrowing as I could not see my feet. Partly on account of the whiteout conditions, and partly my fogged goggles. I simply followed the orange blur [fellow climbers pack] in front of me and hoped he knew where he was headed.
Once we dropped below the storm, things improved considerably and I switched to my Julbo glacier glasses and could finally see. Visibility restored I was awed with the fierce beauty of the storm shrouded mountain.
Having never camped in anything worse than a summer rain, this was a rich experience which taught me a lot about myself, my gear and Mother Nature.
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