Requited love: Mount Quandary. Beyond pain there is more pain, but in the end there is happiness

Part three: The light at the end of the tunnel

Finally, I see Jon and he is waving at me…yes, few meters to the summit but the wind is just tossing me from left to right as if the ridge is nothing but a tennis court for giants and I am their tennis ball. Jon is happy and taking pictures but all I want is to get out of there. Luckily the views are so amazing that looking at them I forget about everything. No pain, no wind, no cold. Just white beauty.