The Team Sherpa Blog

I was up before dawn, and ready to go at 7.00. I ate a small breakfast with a young Czech I had met the day before. He was heading up to Chopok to ski down the dangerous but “exciting” North face of the mountain; I wished him luck, and we both set out in opposite directions. There was a steep 200m climb up from Stefanik,
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I awoke in the morning at around 5 o’clock, as I usually do in the mountains. There is something special in wakeing early, starting your day as the world around also rouses itself. I fixed myself a cup of tea, and a heard some shuffleing around outside. I opened the door to a transfigured world. More than 80cm of snow had fallen during the night,
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"in the Nizke Tatra, nobody knows”, I was told. And it’s true. I had left Canada about 10 days earlier, after following weather and snow conditions in Central Slovakia for the past month. It was supposed to be spring. I was anticipating snow above 1500m, maybe some wet stuff a bit lower, but not deep winter. Needless to say, as I arrived in Donovaly amid
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