Thursday, February 27, 2014

Day 8: Howls

Today was another difficult day of walking through mucky and slippery terrain. I wished we could have stayed in the last camp to rest, but no one wants to make the already 6-day walking journey any longer than it already is. The weather has been unpleasant with rain off and on. I am told this is very unusual for these trips. By late afternoon, we reached our fantastic campsite for the night where we can even see the start of the first pass we'll make our way up in the morning. From far away, this site looks like it could not possibly be the least bit flat, but it is surprisingly so, aside from the sections giving in to natural erosion. We can see the nearest village off in the distance.


The guys in charge of the animals tied them up quite a distance from the camp in the crook of the mountain. Right before bed time, they went to light a fire in that area. Why? It keeps wolves away apparently.

We woke in the night to sounds of howls. If you've never heard wolf howls aside from those on your television, you might not be sure if it was a howling dog or wolf. I knew our proximity to the village was too far for those howls to be any dogs. Talk about wanting a tent made of something stronger than fabric! That's when you know you're really out in the boonies!

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