We were reading in the papers last week that a young German died in an avalanche during a ski tour. This weekend we heard from friends that we actually knew him and even went on a three days hiking tour with him 1.5 years ago. Tonight I looked at the pictures from that tour. So strange that of the smiling faces on those pictures one already isn't anymore. Scary shit.

"There are bold climbers, and there are old climbers, but there are no bold, old climbers."