Relax don't do it When you want to to go to it Relax don't do it When you want to come Relax don't do it When you want to suck to it Relax don't do it When you want to come Come-oh oh oh.
Haha, that reminds of an incident last year on a campsite. A young lad ran past my tent and the hound ran after him. The lad stopped in his tracks looking terrified, when my friend shouted, "it's ok, just stand still and make like a tree," the youngster froze and stuck his arms out like branches.
After the exertions of the previous few days the football match played at over ten thousand feet completely finished me off and my sleeping bag was a welcome sight that evening. We had planned to spend the next day heading up to the top of the glacier to get good views of Tirich Mir and take some photographs, so after a meal of rice and peas we all retired to our tents around 7pm. The next morning after an early breakfast around 6am packs were sorted, emergency food and extra clothing gathered together for the trek up the glacier. It was at this point that I realised my exertions had taken more out of me than I expected. My legs felt like lead and my general condition gave me some cause for concern. I decided to use the day as a rest day and remain at camp while Dave and Tim headed off up the valley. I spent the day relaxing, reading and catching up on my diary, a wise decision as it turned out. It had got late and no sign of Dave and Tim. Babu (spelt his name right this time) was getting really concerned, they should have returned hours before and this was an area where many people are lost, injured or killed every year, some never to be found. Much to our relief they turned up around 5.30, both totally exhausted saying it had been much tougher than they had expected, I was glad I'd made the decision to remain at camp. The following day was a fairly easy walk into the next valley heading for a small settlement called Shabrong where we would spend the next night. We stopped for lunch along the way at a small village, Barum. Barum took its name from the Barum Glacier which we were going to follow up to Tirich Mir base camp. After a short stop for tea and bread we bid farewell to our welcoming hosts in the village and headed on up the valley. The walk from Barum to Shabrong alongside the raging Barum river proved quite easy going, I was regaining my strength and beginning to look forward to the final walk up and over the Barum Glacier to base camp. Shabrong itself was no more than a small settlement used only in the Summer months set on a small plateau high above the Barum River. On arrival we receive the usual warm welcome from the few inhabitants of the village, set up camp and an early night prepared us for our long walk up to base camp the next day.
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