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Alberse was in Peru when Correspondent Tom Loayza was getting the story on Swiss Mountain Climber Marcus Broennimann and his conquest of formidable Salcantay (TIME, July 28). Loayza, in Lima, had an assistant stationed closer to the scene at Cuzco, two hours from Lima by plane. Loayza was trying to get a picture which another mountain climber had taken of Broennimann on the mountaintop. Loayza tried to phone Cuzco. waited six hours to get a call through. Then his assistant had to travel 60 miles along mountain roads to a farm where Broennimann was resting with injuries he suffered during...
...pilot carried the pictures himself. Loayza, waiting at the airport, first mistook another for the pilot, but managed to get the pictures just as the pilot was leaving in a taxi. He put them on another plane to New York. They arrived on time, and a picture of Broennimann on the mountain peak appeared with the story...
...Dash Up. Getting ready for Salcantay, blond Marcus Broennimann, 28, a mining engineer, and leathery Felix Marx, 48, a foundry technician, bought 1,600 ft. of rope, feather-lined suits, three tents, sleeping bags, canned milk, chocolate, dried fruit and special concentrated food. At the mountain city of Huancayo, they loaded the gear and Broennimann's plump bride Susan into a pickup truck, and drove 530 miles to ancient Cusco...
...Tumble Down. Ninety minutes later, in high elation, they started down. Nightfall pinned them on an icy hogback. Broennimann slipped, the rope which tied him to Marx spun out and then broke, and he tumbled 100 ft. to fetch up in soft snow with a broken rib. In darkness, his feet beginning to freeze, he got back to high camp, where Marx rejoined...
They dropped cautiously downward next day, picking up Susan at base camp, and continuing until Broennimann's pain-racked feet would take him no farther. Marx rushed on for help; the Broennimanns huddled together four days and nights through a raging blizzard. Marcus feared that his feet might have to be cut off. But last week, carried to a hacienda at the foot of Salcantay, Broennimann was resting with the comforting assurance from a local doctor that amputation would not be necessary...
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