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Published 1989
When I was young I kept climbing mountains with a bunch of friends. We met whenever business for everyone would let us, to climb whatever we were in shape to climb. On a nice day in July 1959, four of us arrived at Le Couteray in the upper Chamonix valley to try to make our way to a beautiful summit called Le Buet, which sits some 11,000 feet above the village of Vallorcine. The weather quickly became extremely bad, with lightning in all directions. Whoever was protecting us put us in view