
The window frames tomorrow's route
Inside the dome at 20:31. The refugio is a yellow geodesic shell — that is why it is called the Refugio Amarillo — and the clear panel in the roof looks directly up the slope you climb in the morning. You lie there and read the line: snow, then the rock band, then more snow. It is the most useful thing about this hut. You go to sleep having already walked the route with your eyes. We were moving before five.







