The chronicles of the moment [2/3]

At Samaya®, we strongly believe in the power of storytelling. It inspires our choices of outings, climbs, bivouacs, trips and ends up indirectly changing our lives. At this atypical end of the year, as the cold sets in and the snow sparkles, a completely different relationship to the mountains is emerging. We are keen to share this new vision of the mountain with you through a series of chronicles. Let yourself be guided to reclaim the present moment by looking up, towards this place that we like so much, towards this unique place where the ground stops to meet the starry sky.

CHAPTER 2: GET STARTED & RISE

The preparation phase, which makes the link between the dream and the ascent, happily materializes the beginning of the adventure.

A winter bivouac – of which the ascent of an adjacent peak is ultimately only an alibi to spend a night closer to the stars – requires a little preparation. If there is only one step from the dream to the project, it is indeed through the organization that its realization passes. This is an opportunity to bring together equipment whose emotional charge is closely linked to the actions and sensations to which it gives access.

As one makes one's bed, one lies down. In the same way, as you prepare your bag, you avoid a certain number of disappointments when night falls. A checklist makes it possible not to forget anything in the elements to be integrated into each level of your backpack. Among these, your Samaya2.5 carries with it both technical characteristics and an aura that cannot be competed with by any other tent.

It is certainly the most powerful "machine to stop time" of all your equipment to anchor yourself in the present moment.

Beyond the preparation of the body and the equipment, the main brake that can remain is often psychological. Nevertheless, it is clear that the expected benefits of immersion in nature are so powerful that they end up breaking the last locks. The reflection and the meaning that we put into the action to come make it possible to remove any apprehensions and to alleviate the logistical constraints.

Long before the experience of the night, going to the mountains, in winter and in total autonomy, is to seek and taste another relationship to time. A time indexed to that of the body and of asceticism; and no longer on that of the machine or of a click with instantaneous effect. This relationship to time, far from being burdensome, turns out to be an airlock that allows you to gain height. As you progress, perspiration is evacuated along with the weight of civilization.

To rise, you have to walk and, in doing so, isolate yourself.

The approach walk is a gentle introduction to the world of altitude. When the slope straightens and the attention sharpens, other levers are activated. The ascent then projects straight into the moment. This heightened concentration coupled with the beauty of the surroundings is an addictive mix. When sensations and contemplation come together, a memory of the body and the heart is structured. This mechanism generates a lack when later life "down there" or the schedule keeps us away from this mixture for too long. Once the summit is reached, pride and self-esteem fill the memory cards of cameras and cameras. The summit is a high point that we would like to resonate for as long as possible.

On the descent, after a few sharp bends, suspended on a carpet of snowflakes, the arrival at the bivouac is a second summit. It is a moment that carries with it the promise of something new. That of finding oneself for a moment in the shoes of pioneers for whom the tent was not a choice but a necessity. The ancestral gestures – probing, digging, digging a cold pit – gradually prepare this unknown place to transform it into a familiar place. The Samaya2.5 and its treasures of innovation can then take over and make the link between the immutable tradition of the bivouac and the modernity of this tool which is central to your equipment, to say the least. Once the tent is up there, when the last lights are no longer in sight and the last sounds are now far away, the time has come to look up. Taste the silence, allow yourself to do nothing more, except to contemplate and enjoy the moment.