Inside the Mossy Forest
e left the other group behind to rest a bit while we were now headed to camp 3. Our guide told us it was around 2 hours away going out from the mossy forest towards the grasslands. We entered the mossy forest again and after a short while exited to a small clearing in between the forest and the grasslands. We could see the upper hill where we will be going. It was foggy at that time, but the effect of the mist to the trees in the mossy forest was quite interesting. Going up the grassland hill was much faster as expected, but it started to rain. First the cold wind was hitting us from the side, it was tolerable at first. But it really slowed me down as my glasses were getting fogged in and drenched by the rain. I removed them as it was more manageable and picked up the pace. A rainbow greeted us once we reached the grassland plateau. We could see that the clouds were already below us at the time.
The trail from the grasslands toward the camp 3 was like a walk inside the eye of the storm, it was both exciting and frightening at times. It was the first I ever felt cold in the rain, everything was white and misty and the rain drops were in a horizontal direction, annoying as it enters your ear. The wind was strong at times as it pushes you off the trail. I was able to catch up with the guys in front but I paused for a while as I put on the gloves to warm my freezing hands a little. The trail was easy and manageable and after a short while we reached the grasslands. And it's as if the weather was playing a joke, everything cleared up as though no storm nor rain ever happened.
View from the Camp
The campsite was very picturesque. On one side, two hills on the opposite side opens to a magnificent view of the horizons ending in a river of clouds. On the other is a chasm of mountains. Our ultra-powerful porter was already there. I didn't recognize him at first as I thought there was a solo climber there. We were on picture frenzy mode, capturing the low afternoon drama of the shadows along the rolling hills. An hour after, we caught sight of the other group. They stopped by the high hill and I guess was enjoying the view very much. They were in a good mood when they reached the campsite, I guess the view was enough to please them. Before dinner, we were able to catch what's left of the sunset on the lower peak. It was still a grand sight.
