"How long do you think this will take to arrive in Australia?"
"Maybe.... Two month"
With our post cards now patiently waiting to be picked up, and walked back to Besisahar where we started our journey, it was time to push on.
As we gained elevation, the true scale of the mountain ranges we were traversing became much clearer
So did the risks we were taking...
Although with Tilak leading the way, it always felt like we were going to be alright. I don't know whether is was his constant jokes about getting a frost-bitten cock (Black Banana), or his reassurance that despite medical advice to the contrary, it was fine to drink at any altitude... But I know for sure the trek wouldn't have been the same with anybody else!
