Goodbye to camp one, elevation 18,900 feet, into the ice and snow everything on my back, except for a tent, maybe goodbye to everyone, walking like a snail, too slow, leaving too late, but once your mind is made up, you cannot stay another minute, and conditions will probably just get worse, 14 hours in a tent and chicken curry for breakfast.
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| boulder field in snow |
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