So wonderful to be back in Aussois, 20 years later! Same place, same reason, namely a meeting with young statisticians. (Plus the call of the mountains!) And same guide, Baptiste Damevin, as well! Who in the meanwhile got into a mountain accident the very same day I had my climbing accident, albeit a much more serious one since he was swept by an avalanche on the Dent Parrachée—Éric and I climbed with him in 2003—while ski touring, falling down more than 500m and surviving multiple fractures! Five other alpine touring skiers got caught as well, three of whom died. Baptiste did recover from injuries that should have left him permanently incapacitated and resumed his guiding and mountaineering activities. Kudos!!
Fortunately, he was available for a day hike and he took us (Julyan, Guillaume and I) to the Grand Aiguille Rousse (3482m) on a favourable (sunny and decently cold) day. While the hike was reasonably easy, with mostly hard snow, I was still tired from my earlier marathonian efforts and decided to turn back at 3000m before the steepest bits, in order to let the others get to and enjoy the summit. And return back to the car before dark.
