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January 30, 2011 In Memory of Albert

With these words that follow!

I regret to announce the death of Albert Hernandez.

On 13 December, on a bright winter afternoon, we accompanied thee atop a small hill at the edge of Hers to Bélesta
is where you rest now in peace. The harsh reality of life for those who leave and leave us there. Swear by your hello you left us speechless. This flame that enlightens us and revives you with Albert, the flame that will burn in our hearts around this huge fire within the underground adventure that you were an actor and loved by all doubt.

We also want lend our support and our love to Chantal, Aurélie and Laurent in this difficult time;

We then gathered at the Guard House, and current and former PFS, and many teammates cavers from other clubs around the fireplace and the table still feel your presence and share the joy you showed so much in this place, among your friends.

We raised several glasses to your memory in this place where you left us stories of laughter and passion that you have fed your soul these walls and forest of Bélesta.

few words from Flo portray you well and express what we feel.

"On the trails of dust and dirt roads,

the edge of caves and caverns are find your footsteps,

In the depths of the earth where the echo resounds your voice

We find your breath,

On the walls of our Mineral misty swirls one will find your face,

Surrounded by fatigue visits our underground

fluff mud where you loved crawling

Morning of happiness of our conquests

In the meandering narrow entrails,

Here where our bodies were struggling to get through,

We find the marks of your chisel and your crowbar,

spearheads of your frantic ardor

From dusk of our evenings at the dawn of our awakening

We hear your laughter burst

be remembered your stories, storyteller ignored the verve exuberant and talkative

The words that you invented will ever borrowed

indelible mark that no one can reinvent

the mid-river in the shade of the forest we will review your silhouette

proud posture of the gentleman at the heart of generosity inflated

Weaver of friendship you've embroidered our memories over the years

And any of us can forget

Without you this will never be like before

But in the post we will always find you.