Field notes · No. 6
Above the cloud line
Three days, one hut and a summit that only shows itself at dawn. Notes from the Varena ridge.
Plate 1. The summit at 5.40 a.m., from the hut terrace.
We left the valley in rain and reached the hut in fog so thick the warden met us at the door with a lamp. Nobody spoke about the view. There wasn’t one.
At five the next morning he knocked twice. Outside, the cloud had settled a few hundred metres below us, flat as a lake, and the summit stood on it alone.
Words by Jonas Weller · 14 min read · Read the notes