Our stop to eat and drink some water lasted only 20 minutes. Discreetly, I hung back, while the group restarted the trekking, because I wanted to photograph the long row of figures. I must confess that I hid behind some rocks. After taking the shots, I tried rejoining the group as quickly as possible but was found out by the guide. The reprehension I received was somewhat softened when I explained that in spite of being a psychiatrist I still had some sense and I had followed scrupulously the footprints left by the group on the snow, avoiding the possible crevasses. Peace was restored after I promised that I wouldn’t repeat my ‘stunt’.