Day 2

Today was the hardest day of the whole trek. After feeling sorry for our poor overladen mules we walked through 3 more villages, the first of which had this beautiful little girl working in the fields with her mother, we swopped a pen for a photograph of her! Thanks to the translating wonder that was my dear friend Hassan for that one.

Then it was just climb climb climb for hours until lunch, some lovely villages though with such lush valleys below them. The photo of the mountains here, the one on the left is the summit we were heading for on day 3.

We had lunch in a beautiful green valley with a spring which i got sprinkled all over me by our mischievous guide Hussein. After a longer than normal siesta and lots of stories from Jens our amazing doctor we were off again... the afternoon had us traversing this mountain, which as you can possibly make out was just scree, every footstep caused steep downwards sliding and rescue by companions, this day was the day we really had to rely on each other quite heavily, scary times, very panicked breathing and dangerous tired leg stumbling. tears of absolute exhaustion got me before we got to the camp when i realised we had 2 more very steep hills to climb before the descent into our camp valley. slept well this night!