I find this theme of "pushing beyond one's boundaries" very troubling and dangerous in outdoor activities. Nature has no respect for human "boundaries". It's not a "thing". Respect for nature, its whims, unknowns, and surprises, is the way we survive. This requires risk mitigation, not doing something you might not be ready (as in prepared, skilled, comfortable with) for, and backing off when you hear your instincts telling you to: they probably have it right.
Even apart from the current COVID emptiness in the backcountry, there's a reason the Pyrenees are not a popular hiking destination in November.
I thought I'd place some examples where folks "pushed their boundaries".
College student on a trip to the Ozarks fell 100 feet to her death while posing for a photo | fox8.com
Kate Matrosova found dead after getting stranded in treacherous conditions on holiday climb | Daily Mail Online
The Storm. The Mountain. Every Parent's Worst Nightmare.
Rickshaw, you have touched on what I've been thinking from the beginning here: There is a trend in our culture for people to "test" themselves by continually "pushing beyond their boundaries", "pushing past their fear", etc. It puts so many people at risk -those who search/rescue (and many have died doing just that) and creates tragedy for family and loved ones.
Yes, the range of routes ED was on may have been "well within her comfort level/expertise", but,
she was alone, and this was
November in the Pyrenees. I would challenge anyone to do any serious checking into hiking the Pyrenees November through March without finding a plethora of warnings about how dangerous it can be, and how quickly a "simple, easy" hike can turn into a survival situation.
That said, there are other dangers a person can get into (and I hate to say it, but being a woman alone has its own, inherent challenges) when travelling to any remote place alone. Certainly, I don't think criminals tend to congregate on mountain peaks in late November; however,
bad actors are everywhere. One better hope one doesn't run into one of them when hiking alone, because if you do, you are a sitting duck. No one to hear you scream; no one to rescue you. Or even, no one to confirm your own appraisal of the person/situation now confronting you -"friend or foe"? Take the ride or pass it up?
I hope ED is found okay, but my thoughts are still along the lines of accident/injury or victim of crime. Neither of these ends well.