I feel better although food does not taste at all.
We walk between giant landforms and see marmots. We cross a pass that is lower than the one yesterday and where I can pull myself up without help. Clouds wrap mountains in grey colors, it starts to rain when we descend. Cold water hits our faces, gloves get wet. Already at two o’clock are we in camp. The rest of the day is spent sleeping, eating and listening rain drum against the tent. We have reached Photoksar village, Mari and Kalle are enthusiastic enough to go and explore it.