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Don MacLeod

22,000+ Wake-Ups Into This Lifetime

The World Is Asking One Question-Who Leaves Their Girlfriend on a Mountain?!

Posted on December 9, 2025December 5, 2025 By Don MacLeod

Some stories make you sigh. Others make you swear under your breath.
Then there’s this one — the kind that crawls inside your chest and sits there like a block of ice.

A 33-year-old woman froze to death just short of the Grossglockner summit, Austria’s highest peak. And I know the official charge against the man she climbed with is “grossly negligent manslaughter.” But emotionally? Let’s call it what it is: he left her to die.

They were climbing one of the most unforgiving ridgelines in the Alps — at night, in winter, on a late start, with winds picking up and temperatures sliding into the kind of cold the body doesn’t negotiate with. She was inexperienced. He was not. And somewhere near the summit, she collapsed.

Here’s the part that makes my jaw clench:
When he walked away from her, he walked away knowing she had nothing.
No tent.
No emergency shelter.
No bivy sack that wraps heat back into your body.
No thermal blanket.
No food.
No protection against the kind of cold that shuts down organs in minutes.

He didn’t leave her “waiting.”
He left her exposed.

And he didn’t leave her for ten minutes. He descended the far side of the mountain, hours into the dark, while she lay there with the wind chewing through her clothes like paper. There’s a difference between panic and abandonment, and this wasn’t a blurry line — this was a billboard.

Earlier that evening, camera footage caught both of them climbing — two headlamps moving up a ridge that scares off even seasoned mountaineers. Later in the night, only one light remained. His. Hers disappeared long before her body did.

I keep thinking about that: one light fading down the mountain while the other goes dark forever.

I watched a crime show recently where a husband claimed a rocky cliffside in the Rockies was a “romantic” getaway to fix his marriage — a place so jagged the investigators joked there’s no way to be romantic on those rocks. Same vibe here. Some men confuse danger with depth. They drag someone they supposedly love into an environment that requires skill, humility, and decision-making they simply don’t have.

Mountains have a way of exposing character.
And on this ridge, hers showed hope and trust.
His showed something far colder than the weather.

I’m not saying he set out intending harm. People rarely do. But character isn’t measured at the trailhead — it’s measured at the moment someone stumbles. When she collapsed, he had one job: keep her alive until help came. Stay with her. Share body heat. Shelter her. Do anything except walk away.

Instead, he left her with the mountain. No warmth. No protection. No partner.

You don’t do that to a stranger, let alone someone who trusted you enough to follow you up a lethal ridgeline.

And the thing that keeps looping in my head is how close she was — fifty meters from the summit. Fifty meters from the accomplishment. Fifty meters from the moment he probably promised her. Instead, she died curled against the rock while he descended like he’d clocked out early.

I’m angry, yes. But I’m also reflective, because I’ve covered enough tragedies to know they usually start long before the moment everything goes wrong. They start with ego. Overconfidence. A man who wants to be impressive instead of responsible. Someone who mistakes enthusiasm for expertise and decides the mountain will flatter him for it.

But the mountain doesn’t care.
The cold doesn’t care.
And romance certainly doesn’t survive abandonment.

Love isn’t proven at the summit — it’s proven when the other person falters.
When they’re scared.
When they need you.

If someone becomes an “inconvenience” on a mountain, the relationship is already dead — and you don’t leave the human behind to confirm it.

This woman deserved a partner. She got a man who treated her like gear he could drop when it slowed him down.

The only light that should have gone out on that mountain was the flashlight he used to find his way back to her. Instead, the only light that vanished belonged to the one person who trusted him enough to climb beside him.

Source: NYPost reporting on the Grossglockner tragedy
Original Story: https://nypost.com/2025/12/05/world-news/boyfriend-charged-with-leaving-girlfriend-to-freeze-to-death-on-austrias-highest-mountain/

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