I ask for continued protection on my descent and thank the mountains for their hospitality.... and with that, fog, snow and sleet marches up the valley- perhaps the mountains had revoked their protection? I retreat to my lodge just in case.

Morning time brings new wonders. In the pre-dawn light, the Annapurnas luminesce, the rising sun reflecting off snow blankets. The sun emerges over Machapuchare, castings its slender, golden fingers over all the peaks and bathing them in an surreal orange
glow. The seven days we have taken to reach this point is now bearing its greatest dividends, as the spectacular mountains awaken to a cloudless sky. Honestly, words cannot grasp the sheer magnitude of this moment.
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