Experience: I got lost on a mountain for two and a half days

It was getting dark. I could see distant flashing lights of piste-bashers. I thought, ‘I’ve got to get to them’I was skiing in Scheffau, Austria in February 1984, a few months before my wedding day. One afternoon it was getting misty, so I decided to ski back to my resort. The guy manning the T-bar lift said, “It’s very bad on top.” No one else was getting on but I thought, “He wouldn’t have let me on if it was dangerous.”The w