We started the day in the rainforest but shortly after, found ourselves in the moorland filled with spanish moss, lichens, and blankets of lush moss that look more like green, fluffy snow. Another little wonderland-different-but I still feel like there should be little fairies everywhere.
|we call it spanish moss; they call it spanish beard. |
|day 2- success|
|last chance for being heli-lifted|
|night 2 camp. in the fog|
Our camp overlooks a village of tents of people from other routes. Supposedly our porters kicked out some people who were setting up camp in our spot away from everyone else. That's right, we only get the best! From here, we will be with a lot of other people because this is where a couple of routes join.
|the 'others' veiled by the fog so we don't have to see them|
|she's quite a beauty|
Tonight we stay at 3920 m and will hike higher tomorrow given that we don't stay another night here which is a possibility. If we want an acclimatization day, we will stay here again tomorrow.
|the mess tent under the stars|
|think she sleeps?|