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Freddie Wilkinson - Pro Blog 5
Four days later Dave and I returned to Peak 5960 to finish our line — this time from the other side, to avoid that ugly approach. Pat was down with a kidney infection, or maybe he just was smarter then us. We pitched the tent next to a beautiful alpine lake, had a brisk swim, and set the alarm for 1AM. The next day luck was on our side and the weather held. We knew what we had to do and confidently simuled the lower ridge in the dark, and I actually enjoyed leading the six pitches of alpine 5.9 above our previous high point. By 9AM, we were kicking it on the summit. Tens of summits hovered around us in the morning mist, but one in particular held my attention: Mount Mahindra, a three-headed alpine beast with a 800 meter wall that rose above the head of the glacier we were bivied on. “See if you can get a good photo of that one”, Dave said as he rigged up our first rappel. Descending back to basecamp that evening, I stopped and looked up at Peak 5960. Maybe it was all that suffering, maybe I was just tired, but the mountain looked a little less perfect, a little less pure, now that I had stood on top of it. — Freddie Wilkinson CLICK HERE TO LAUNCH a clip of Freddie and Dave on the vigin summit of Peak 5960
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