a chill wind comes..

In the early morning it was up to the rift edge, long drop offs gave us views back across from whence we came. Deathly trees whispered of their woes and goat herds wandered sadly about.

The tea was good and sweet just what we needed to get us going. the wind was cold and had us donning our fleeces.

Long day of ups and downs and eventually the sun came out....it did not last long and we shivered by the fire in the camp that night.