Day 3: to Moir Hut (4200 m)

I stick my head out of the tent at 6 AM, and there's frost everywhere! It soon warms up - it is very warm by 7:30 AM. I'm filthy - yesterday's trail and the campsite are covered in a fine dust that gets everywhere.

We consider Bruce's options and decide to head for the Moir Hut, the higher destination. Soon, we're off, on Day 3 of the trek. Today's terrain is more desert-like, similar to the Californian desert.

Everyone in the group seems to be in good shape, though some in the group are complaining about side effects from the Diamox medication we all took (that prevents or alleviates altitude sickness.) Dave is complaining about tingling sensations in the hands and feet. (We've started to refer to it as "doing the Diamox dance"...!)
Left: Dave (left) and Nitin (right)
Below: Donal (lying down) & Daniela

We stop for lunch in an open, rocky area, around 1:15 PM, and we have the (by now) usual lunch of soup and sandwich (consisting of carrot and some mystery fish). Going again, we trek through a rocky passage, and along a narrow ledge. Eventually we see the campsite in the distance -- a good thing. Some in the group are struggling a bit. Bruce tells me the camp, Moir Hut, is also called Fischer Camp, in honor of Scott Fisher, the famous climbing guide who lost his life on Everest in 1996.

Left: Bruce and Fuat looking at the elephant skull at Moir Camp.

We're all tired but ok. We take a brief break and get dinner in a wind-swept dining tent. (Chicken! Though bizarrely small little wings and thighs...) There is a crazy duststorm blowing and the dining tent is getting engulfed in dust (and very cold.) We finish off quickly and go straight to bed.

We hear an interesting detail from Bruce: apparently, Roman Abramovich is also hiking the Lemosho Trail, and is 3 days ahead of us. Interesting...