A Brush With Death – Surviving an 800-Foot Fall on Mount Stuart
Eddy’s foot slipped. He barreled down the nearly 60-degree slope straight at me. His crampons hit me as he slid through the anchor. The belay ripped. Wham!
Eddy’s foot slipped. He barreled down the nearly 60-degree slope straight at me. His crampons hit me as he slid through the anchor. The belay ripped. Wham!