Thursday. Our cabin in the foggy morning. We're planning to climb to the top of Avachinsky today, using our ski skinns.
After some climbing, the weather got better. Peter, Ian, Anders, Andrey, Morten.
And then it got worse.
The guide Andrey and Thomas just before most of the group turned back. Andrey, Ian, Thomas and I continued for another hour or so, but eventually we had to turn back too.
Friday. Another cold night has passed. There's snow on the floor along the walls. The poor people who slept upstairs woke up with snow on their sleeping bags, and their water bottles froze.
Ian is longing for hot morning coffee.
Outside there's a mighty snow storm. Don't go too far - another couple of steps and you might not be able to find the cabin again.
Anders figures that vodka might get the body temperature up a bit.
The vodka was really good! And it helped keeping the spirit up during the snow storm.
Our guide Andrey found a cosy corner to rest in.
When you've got to go, you've got to go. Find a suitable angle so it all doesn't come right back at you in the backdraft around your body.
Someone is out for a walk in the interesting weather.
Playing cards and drinking warming liquids while waiting for the storm to fade.
Still storming.
Fetching water. No need for buckets.
Yup, it's still storming.
Eventually you _really_ have to go. Thomas and Peter built a shelter. No, there were no such facilities available in the cabin.