This was our first campsite. The guy reading Harry's diary is our camp supervisor. In India, privacy is not a very well understood concept; there are a billion people here\
This is where we got lost in the mountains. The guy with the yellow shirt is Edwin, if you can spot him.
This was a randomly deserted village on our trail up. It's only inhabitted seasonal by those serving the hikers on the trail. It was really strange, but kind of nice to be in a completely deserted village
This is a crappy picture of Dodital. My friends took much better ones that I will steal and bring back when I return.
I like this shot because you can see four seperate ridges in it; the one I'm on, the one forming the valley we hiked up through, the Gangotri ridge from which the holy Ganga (Ganges) river originates, and vaugely in the back is the ridge on which Badrinath is located - the highest mountain in the area at over 25,000 ft.
and as we started to descend, it started to snow. A great ending to an amazing day. I also like the disparity in clothing choice...
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