|Views from the refuge|
|Ronnie, with Mytikas behind him!|
|A look over the north face|
|The "rescue" team|
|The best "path" is easy to find if you follow the red marks|
|The "rescuers" in one of the trickiest parts, using ropes|
|Mytikas, top of the Olympus|
–“Errhh… Hello!”, I said.
– “Ohhhh… at last!!! Hi!”, replied the boy.
–“From where are you coming from??”
-“Ah, we got lost, we come from Kakalos refuge. It was an awful decision to follow that route… It was hard and risky for us. We climbed with our hands, I dunno how are we here...”.
They were quite tired, and with a scary expression in their faces. I felt that they didn’t enjoy so much the climb… We started the descent just in the moment the mountain group arrived. We were lucky, because they left the ropes put and we (and the young couple) could use them. Easier and safer. Josemi were almost frozen when we met him. Long way down until Zolotas refuge.
|Adri, in the middle of Mount Olympus|
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