Other than the threat of mild maulings at the hands of an ice screw, a misplaced ice-axe or crampon, or stray lumps of ice sent sailing down our route by climbing parties above, there’s the almost inevitable agony-affectionately known as “ the screaming barfies”-entailed when your hands freeze over and then, worse, thaw out again…īut in the above paragraph I’ve chosen my words very carefully, because although your hands getting cold is all but part and parcel of the ice climbing experience, enduring the surely unparalleled pain of tissue ischemia and reperfusion (i.e. There are few things our digits dread more than a day’s ice-climbing.
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