Ghandruk (1940m) > Tadapani (2590m): Yak scats and snowballs

In all honesty, I awoke this morning hoping that T would give it the thumbs down for a continuation. Not because I wanted to leave… but because I didn’t want her hurting herself just for the sake of thinking she’d messed up my trek… After all, what’s more important?

Anyway, she effectively said that the show must go on… So to Tadapani (2590m) we set sail.

This was basically a repeat of the day before though… Down 500m to a river crossing, and a suspension bridge that wasn’t suspended.. Hmm

And then up the other side 1000m to camp…. “slowly slowly”.

I went with the one pack option today though…. We prepared for T’s inability to carry much weight and I rucked the heavies… water, camera equipment, etc… She took the fleeces pretty much.

She actually liked having the pack on because it kept her back warm and gave her some additional support. Fine by me :P

So yeah, the decent was pretty standard.. And Ang and myself debated the differences between the turd samples we were encountering; buffalo, yak, goat, etc.

Once hit the upside, the forest was too enclosed for the last snow to melt, so of course…. We all downed equipment and had a snow fight… Nice. We even ambushed a group coming the other way on the trail, hah.. They didn’t know what hit ‘em ;)

Plus it was T’s first snow… even though it wasn’t fresh.

I think it was due to our little gallivant in the snow fields, but we made it late to camp. It was getting dark anyway… But alas, we weren’t late at all.

No sooner had we made it to the site than it started to snow… T was so happy. Standing out there in her Hydronaute like a kid.

Over dinner Ang gave us a decision to make as a group… to Dobato, which is a difficult 9 hour climb at the best of times, let alone with fresh fall… or to Deurali (2990m), the more conservative route. We obviously opted for Deurali citing medical grounds.

Eric and Christina understood our reasoning and agreed…. Hopefully they weren’t too upset on the inside.