Raining cats and dogs...

Well, hailstones actually. As big as golf balls!

We woke early but clouds were filling the sky so we slept on until 6am and didn't head up to Poon Hill. After breakfast we started the long walk back to Chomrong and managed to enjoy morning sun and a cooler midday through until we arrived at about 4pm. And shortly afterwards, the heavens opened. These guys were struggling to resuce a tent outside the lodge that got well and truly battered!

David made an excellent recovery and was back to his usual chipper self and cracking crap jokes. Normal service resumed!