This is the report of my trip of Friday, October 14, 1994. It was the last day
of our vacation in the Engadin valley
which we again spent at the hotel Il Fuorn at the
Ofenpass, following an old
family tradition. This time we formed a rather small group of four including
my sister and my mother's youngest sister. They are good hikers but still
did not always feel like joining me on big hikes. On the preceding days
I had done a few tough trips on my own; therefore I felt pretty confident
about my condition. Since the weather was still like a dream I decided to tackle
Piz (pronounced pits)
Quattervals, a peak of 3165 meters
of altitude in a rather remote region of the
Swiss National Park.
I had been in the area before, and I knew it was going to be tough.
The full trip report (3 pages):