La storia infinita on Agner, first repeat and winter ascent in the Dolomites by Martin Dejori and Titus Prinoth
La storia infinita, NE Face of Agner. The report by Martin Dejori and Titus Prinoth
While waiting for the onset of winter one usually gets accustomed to grey days, expecting the summer runoffs to freeze and snow to cover the autumn meadows. Although the cold season had begun, skis and ice axes were left untouched, only our climbing shoes were still being used continuously. The year was drawing to a end and we still wanted to embark on a rock climb.
We met on Sunday evening to decide what to in the next few days, but as often happens, we put things off to the following morning… The next morning we finally made our decision and shortly afterwards jumped into the car, heading towards Valle San Lucano, Agnèr. Three days in the mountains, we believed, should suffice to be back home in time to celebrate New Year with the ritual hearty dinner.
We approached this immense face with great respect, trying to imagine the hardest pitch which only a few days ago I’d read is protected with threads slung around water-weathered spikes. Luckily for us there was no water: the route was perfectly dry. Unlike in summer, when we returned home empty-handed having noticed the black streak just below the summit. A starry night accompanied us as we set off from the Cozzolino bivy. We enjoyed the silence of this wilderness and waited for first light so as not to mess up on the starting pitches. Things ran smoothly right from the outset, the climbing felt easier than we’d expected and proved a real delight. We quickly reached the less steep central section and we even thought about finishing the route off in a day.
When we reached the crux section though we didn’t know precisely which line to take; time flew and all of a sudden we had no choice but to bivy below the yellow wall. The ledge was a bit narrow, but comfortable enough. After having savored our meal of saltless polenta, we dropped off into a deep sleep.
Titus took the lead the next morning. He traversed right, reaching the only section that looked feasible. Despite the biting cold he climbed formidably up the steep slab that should constitute the crux pitch. He placed a couple of Friends and tried to imagine the spikes used by the Coubal brothers. He came across some old pegs, indicating we were on route, and another pitch then led us away from the black slabs.
Some more easy pitches, past snowy sections, took us to the highest point of this uniquely beautiful mountain. I’d often admired its summit that resembles a snow pyramid, thinking about the routes that lead to the top. And now I was admiring the mountains that surround Agnèr, dreaming about new routes I'd like to climb next year…
Martin Dejori and Titus Prinoth
Martin Dejori thanks: Mammut, Mountainspirit
Titus Prinoth thanks: Scarpa