Seventh volume of Le Port de la mer de glace. - ; Who's the scoundrel who opened up the grave? Hélène had just stormed into the bar, furious. - ; What did you say? choked Maurice, who was acting as gravedigger. - ; My grandson, his grave, it's wide open! - ; That's impossible, yesterday, after the burial, I put the soil back! Paulot and I were going to finish it off this afternoon...
- ; Well, the soil's gone...
Dominique Potard has the power to breathe life back into the colourful characters of Le Port de la Mer de Glace. All the way to the great beyond, reached by a fine descent through powder snow, at breakneck speed. Absurd? Obviously! Delicious? To die for.
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With Dominique Potard, mountaineering is the very antithesis of glory. "The effort, the thirst, the fear, in a matter of seconds dry out the mouth. Since some ascents last several days, why waste such magnificent thirsts with water?" His first novel, Le Port de la Mer de Glace, is a small revolution in mountain literature. For the first time, the world of mountaineers is desacralized, humor bursts into mountain narratives, but always with a great tenderness for the environment to which he belongs.
- He is also the author, published by Guérin, of Skieurs du ciel, Les Refuges du Mont-Blanc and co-author of Berhault and Les Enfants du Mont-Blanc.
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