An inclement expedition

Sensible people would have stayed at home, as the weather forecast told of rain, strong winds and snow as low as 1000m. But desire overrode commonsense.

There were compelling factors in our defence - my freezer was devoid of venison for the first time in years, Rod’s son was bursting with excitement to accompany him on a deer hunt, and we had already postponed twice due to bad conditions.

Friday night, under dark skies and gentle drizzle, we loaded our sleeping gear into the small hut where at least