36 Urdukas – Paiyu It had become the norm to be awakened with a cup of coffee. Soon
afterwards, breakfast consisting of chapattis, cereal and tea were
served. The porters quickly loaded the tents during breakfast and
started on their way. The walk was a relatively long one but,
fortunately, largely downhill.
Reaching the glacier's end, it started raining, and by the time we
reached camp, all were soaked to the bone. My bag was a quick and
inexpensive purchase in Islamabad and consequently not waterproof,
resulting in practically all my stuff being damp, including the sleeping
bag. Arghh!
Paiyu – Jhola Camp
The day dawned overcast but dry, and our group set out en route to
Jhola camp. Our path was narrow and stony, resulting in single-file
walking, but still, we chatted away and soon reached Jhola camp.
Quite a few people were camping at Jhola, mostly climbers with high
hopes of summiting K2.
Among them were porters trekking up the mountain with a dzos
(half-cow, half-yak). The dzos were slaughtered at base camp to
provide meat to climbers and porters on their summit returns. At
least the evening was dry, and we could hang out our wet clothes.