I slept badly on the night of 18th January. Again the wind was howling in an infuriatingly sporadic manner. Sometimes it would calm down and I would drift off, then I’d wake up suddenly as …
Continue reading16. Difficult Decisions
Category: Acclimatising
15. To the Edge of the Death Zone
The wind hadn’t calmed by morning, so I just lay there until the sun had warmed the tent a little, before opening the door to peer at the weather. The wind was considerably less than …
Continue reading14. Calm Before the Storm
By morning on 17th January the wind had quietened down, and by the time the sun had been shining on the tent for a while it was warm enough to think about loosening the draw …
Continue reading13. Moving up to “Nidos”…
As I poked my head out in the morning of 16th January, I could hear Tim and Jim poking fun at the twenty four hour forecast for precipitation, which we had been gratuitously given the …
Continue reading12. The Gran Acarreo
Soon after midnight I woke up and got the impression that something had changed. The wind was still just as strong, and still making just as much noise, but my tent was no longer being …
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