Dinner last night was ok. We had a menu of pea soup, smoked salmon tarlet, beef, potatoes & carrots followed by chocolate moose washed down with a glass of local vino rouge... all very civilised!!
We have now all met each other and in total there are 11 (including me) on the course with 4 of us continuing to Chamonix at the end of the week to attempt a summit on Mont Blanc. 1 member of the team dropped out for personal reasons hence not 12 of us as originally planned.They are seem a nice bunch with an eclectic variety of ages, backgrounds & experience.The course director, Caroline Ogden seems very friendly and laid back. She hails from North Wales but has spent most of her life in New Zealand and possesses the accent to go with it She obviously has a wealth of expertise, infact she is leading an expedition later this year to Himalaya and going up Ama Dablam.
We set off this morning at around 0900 Ecole du Glace - to learn our crampon, ice axe techniques. It was introduced to us as a "gentle walk". After a short taxi ride down the valley to a place called Ferpcle which sits around 1715mtrs asl we set off on our first walk at around 10.20.
Within 45 or so minutes it became clear this was to be no walk in the park!!!. After just over an hour I lost the group and one of the guides (Marti - another Kiwi) tracked back to pick me up. The day was a gorgeous hot sunny day with temperatures around 26' c. After an initial continuous upward gradient we descended slightly to the river and continued along it's shore line. I was grateful for the "recovery" time. We then ascended again onto a rock terrain and after a small scramble reached slab rock. By this time the rest had forged ahead and left Marti and I to proceed at my pace. It was patently obvious this was going to be nothing like our trek to EBC!!.
After a around 3 hours I reached the high point of our morning's "walk".. Looking across I could see the rest of the group on the glacier practising the techniques today was all about. Marti said he thought it wise we stay where we were and do our practising there on the grassy slopes. The reason being that it was not going to be the descent to the glacier floor that was the problem but the fact we then had to ascend back up from the glacier and make sure we were back to our starting point for the pick by 4.30.
We had a short break and then practised crampon and ice axe techniques adjusting the crampons to the correct fit for my boots. By this time my feet had started to get extremely hot and in particular my left foot had started to throb a little.
Around 14.15 or so we started to make our descent back to the pick up point. We had reached a high point today of just over 2150 mtrs an altitude gain of just over 400 mtrs.
The descent was an easier affair, firsly going back over the slab rock, a small amount of loose, a scramble and finally back down to the river.. By this time the river has swollen significantly since the morning and it was clear the first melt was well and truly under way.We rejoined the main road where I felt my left foot throbbing more and more. We came across a small roadside cafe and I restocked up with liquid having run out of water a little earlier. After a few minutes rest we set off again. This was the final realisation that there was something not right about my foot. I decided to carry on and hope it was just first day symptoms.
We made it back to the pick up point at 16.25. I5 minutes later the first group arrived closely followed within 10 minutes by the second group.
Upon our arrival back to the hotel Caroline held a debrief and we dispersed for a short siesta before dinner.
Having taken my boots off my left foot clearly had a problem. It was red, very warm, quite swollen and painful if touched or any pressure brought to bear on it.
Dinner at 7.00pm was a lively affair with everyone in good spirits. I kept thinking whether my injury and the events of today would mean this was the last time we would spend together as a team of 11 on a hill.
I retired to my room at around 21.00 and had a long soak in a hot bath. The warmth of the soaking had not really had any postive effect and I bedded down hoping the following morning everything would be fine.
Feelings of failure, frustration and annoyance swam through my mind. After all the training, preparation and anticipation was it to end on the first day??? With this flooding my mind I drifted into a light sleep.
Chris