So I was in Berner Oberland touring with my buddy Richard. On the second day we decided to skin up the Kranzberg (at 3800m +-). The general avvy forecast for the area was 2, so we figured everything would be relatively safe. When we reached about 3500 we heard some of those not so good thumping sounds from the snow. Not stable. But the angle was probably not more than 20-25 degrees at that point, so no real danger. When we arrived right below the top, the steepness increased to about 45 degrees, but only for about 10-15 meters. We stood under the top part, and I said; "I think this could come off". Well, we could either traverse 50 meters to the left and take a ridge line that should be safe, or we could go 50 meters to the right and go on a slightly less steep part. We discussed back and forth, but concluded that the side was so little that it prolly wouldn't be a big problem if it came off (how fucking stupid is it possible to be![]()
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Richard skinned up the face, and when he was almost on top it came off. It released for probably 70 meters wide. Slab avy; the whole puzzle pattern instantly came across the whole face. My first thought; turn around and get as far away as possible. I took about one step before the avy shook me off my feet, and i fell backwards head down. Next second it was a ton of snow sliding on top of my face. Next second again it all turned to cement. I was completely covered, couldn't move, had no airpocket in front of my mouth. Panick!!!! 200 in hearthrate, and hyperventilated as hell (the air that wasn't there). Tried to calm myself down, with some success. Tried to get my hand in front to my mouth; no chance. New panick attack. Now all the thoughts are more hazy; but I new my only chance was that Richard would not have been taken by this avvy. It takes too fucking long!!! Why isn't he here? Then a feeling of resignation. I am probably gonna die. Thought of my girlfriend and family. And then it is just very hazy. Unconsciousness.
Then I realize there is some movement some place around me. I try to make a sound. It takes some more time, and I realise I am found. And then, after having hit me in the head with his shovel, Richard clears my face from snow. And I can breathe!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! My whole chest is in pain, but I am alive.... Some more digging, and finally I can get up on my feet. I speak continously - shaken up seriously - then hugging Richard. And finally the long and very exhausting trip back to the hut.
I was under for 10 minutes Richard tells me. He had almost been covered in the same avy, but ended up with only his lower legs being covered. He had waited for me to help release him, but realised I was the one who needed help. Just pure luck that he was in better shape than I was in.
Without a doubt the most horrific experience in my life.
Be careful out there!!!
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