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Old 08-03-2011, 05:26 AM   #1
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It was a very sad ending to Ian’s breif visit to the Alps and I was very sorry for him. He had completed the race in a just period, in some heat as well, and for this accident to occur the day afrter, and on his final blueprinted day, was a real beat. I am keeping in regular contact with his wife,Montblanc Meisterstuck Platinum Mechanical Pencil, as Ian has been re-admitted to his local hospital for further checks.
 
The Alps tin sometimes be quite unfriendly.
My good friend and regular alpine partner, Ian,  had called earlier in the year to say we had to get back on the Kuffner after last year’s debacle, but 2011 was going to be dedicated to him running the Mont Blanc marathon. But would I have space in my agenda to take him and his young son Kian, just 11 years old, forward the Cosmiques Arete the day after the marathon? I did have that one day off and so we made a experimental plan should the weather and conditions be appropriate.
On the day,Montblanc Meisterstuck Platinum-Plated Facet Fountain Pen, I had second thoughts about such one tall mountain route as the Cosmiques Arete for Kian’s first big route, and with Ian agreeing to my suggestion of a rock mount in the Aiguille Rouge, the three of us made our course to the foot of the Index. Kian was a agreeable and agile climber and made short go of the few difficulties on this great little route. We got Kian down the abseil without too many trouble, though he did say afterwards it was the most worrying time (it normally namely).
We descended the snow-free gully to the pedestal of the Index, and here, Ian queried if we could do something else? It was only noon so I suggested, without losing anyone extra altitude, we could traverse across to the climbs among the Index and the Floria, Mani Puliti for example. We might have just ample time to do this six-pitch route and get back for the last cable car down.
We scrambled across because about ten minutes and I suddenly realised a couple of points. One, I hadn’t brought my guidebook and, two, it was getting a tiny late because six pitches as a cord of three.
I stopped the group behind the soak rock precipices to the right of the Index couloir and told them to have a drink and some edible, and I would go on along to locate the starting pitch. I moved across and peered around at the big buttress where our route lies. Looking up, I realised the route was distant too long if we weren’t going to must wade all the way down! Ian had escape the marathon the day before so namely was NOT in his plan!
I returned to the team and made my suggestion, to go down and maybe go to a roadside crag, Servoz, for instance,Montblanc Starwalker Midnight Black Fountain Pen, and achieve the day off there? Ian was fine about it, and we all started packaging our drinks bottles and day-food bags into our rucksacks.
I was probably no more than a metre away from Ian, with Kian about the same distance on the other side.
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As we were (normally) merely a few minutes from the Index wire automobile, I recommended to Ian, we help him down, and he agreed. Using the male Spaniard aboard Ian’s right hand side, and me with my coiled rope over my elbow and Ian Cross’s injured leg assisted via the coiled rope, we moved slowly down the now awkward descent via lax screes. The petticoat Spaniard had gone down to assist and enthusiasm for the juvenile Kian, who we had told to shake down in front of us.
In about thirty minutes we had reached the cable car station and the usual good alms was provided by the Polish worker, Stephan, a good friend of mine. He stopped the chairs, we boarded and were met at the Flegere station by a conveyance to transport Ian Cross up to the lower station.
 
Once down at the car park in Le Praz, I drove Ian and Kian to the hospital in Chamonix Sud, where Ian’s wife and friends were waiting for us. The hospital is closed now but there were directions to call Sallanches hospital in an crisis. Ian’s friend, Xavier, a Frenchman alive in the UK close Ian, dealt with the phone call and we proceeded to drive down to Sallanches.
The reception by the hospital was prompt. Ian was presently being washed up and X-rayed, newspaper of which was a broken lower Tibia. He went into surgery by approx 16.00 and the repose of the gathering were told it may be several hours ahead his operation was completed so we entire scattered back to Argentiere where we were based.
 
At eight O’clock that nightfall, we learnt along call that Ian had been operated on and returned to a ward where he would must stay for three days to dodge infection and have regular checks. The friends and home made the essential arrangements with therapeutic and travel insurances and we met later in Argentiere and argued all plans. As all the family and friends were due to fly out that very evening, it was resolved they would all proceed their departure, leaving Ian’s eventual return to the UK to be dealt with by the insurance company. As I knew Ian and his kin over numerous years, there was no animosity, and I was thanked for my prompt action and we chaptered enterprise, the family and friends to arrange their exit from Argentiere later that night, but fortunately, they would be skillful to go to Geneva landing through the hospital for a terminal visit to Ian at 12 noon, before flying family.
Relecting on the rockfall, I must say we were all very fortunate. If the rock had fallen a little closer on both side, an of us could have been more seriously injured, perhaps annihilated?
Suddenly, at around 12.45, a small smooth rock came flying down from upon. It struck the rock face a few metres upon us and continued on down, bold Ian a filthy blow on the front of his lower left leg, just upon the ankle bone level.
Ian understandably was in severe ache. The circular wound was very great, around 1.5” in diameter and right down to the bone. I quickly applied 2 colossal dressings which stemmed the blood flow and secured the dressings in area, I now considered our predicament, just as a Spanish couple, who had abseiled down further right of us, came along to discern what they could do to help?.
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