As we were surrounded by an amazing mountain range Stewart, Nicola and I decided to do a 3 day trek. All we knew was that we had a guide, and food and supplies were provided. When we headed out we discovered we had a guide, a cook, and 3 porters who carried massive loads on a rope strapped around their forehead. The hike was all up hill and starting at 3300m felt hard, but when we arrived at camp we felt quite lazy as the porters carrying 5x the weight we were, had made it to camp and set up the tents already. So all we could do was relax enjoy the scenery, play cards, finish the rum and eat the copious amounts of food the cook prepared for us. So much for a healthy day of hiking.
Unbeknownst to even our guide there was more snow on the mountains then expected. The second day we hiked 6 out of 7 hours in the snow without proper equipment. The views from 4400m were spectacular but slightly numbed by the frozen feet. By hour 5 I was quite sick of falling on my face or through the snow every few steps. We arrived at the "lake" the destination the trek was designed to reach, to see a nice pond covered in snow snapped a picture and begged our guide to get us out of the snow asap.
We were very happy to see our camp set up for us when we arrived that day (the porters took a different route) and fresh pakoras waiting for us. The next day was an easy hike down to our guest house where I was to spend the next 10 days...
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