Sweeping silently down the mountain side above the snow veiled trees the misty mountain clouds close to hide the sky from view. Such a peacefully quiet way to travel such an inhospitable and rugged landscape, we seemingly float above this winter white wonderland at our pleasure, bliss to the freezing conditions that exist outside our bubble.
In every direction pointed pines reach for the sky almost mimicking the scraggy escarpments they stand upon. Peaks upon peaks, the roof of Europe, high above human in-habitation, a place where clouds dwell and the air thins, where blizzards can white out the hand in front of your face and temperatures plummet beyond belief. Natures frosty forest and mountain steeps, a magical hinterland to be held in spectacular awe and respect.