I felt really tired, so we decided to relax a little. Rikar and I went toward Riglos; the idea of holding smooth and big-rounded knobs attracted us. While we were in the middle of this bulky, 300 meter-wall, a climbing shoe fell down. Kaka! Merde! Mierda! Shit! We had to rappel the four pitches that we previously climbed. When we were at the bottom again, a couple of inexperienced climbers threw a big piece of rock from 200 meters high. The rock hit Rikar´s back-shoulder. The impact threw Rikar to the ground putting him in a lot of pain and causing a serious injury in his shoulder. After receiving a quick medical response from the efficient rescue brigade, they took us immediately to the Huesca's hospital and treated him from his injury. It could have been fatal if the rock hit in another part of his body. 

The day was too long, especially for Rikar. He never wanted to be mentioned here in these blogs, (he adores his independence) but this time, my dear Rikar, you will agree with me that it couldn’t hurt anything to tell this sad story about you. 

We finally were going back home, we were dazed and confused while we were driving in the middle of a heavy storm.