A great day! Climbing the Baranco Wall was something I admit to being a little worried about, and actually asked if there was a way round it. From the camp it appeared to be a steep and difficult scramble but Nigel assured me the fault line running through the middle of it made it much easier. He was right.Wearing my big mountain boots, climbing, scrambling and clambering through, over rocks and boulders, solving the occasional little problem it presented, high up on the mountain, made me feel fantastic, made me feel like a proper mountaineer again.
The mountain really came alive that day. Reaching the top of the Baranco Wall
(Photo: High and Wild)
The rain continued to fall and by the time we reached camp most of our gear was sodden. But by some miracle, most of mine had escaped a drenching and never had I been so pleased that 
my sleeping bag was packed in a dry-bag…
Sunset at Karanga Valley
my sleeping bag was packed in a dry-bag… Just before arriving in camp, the rain stopped and we were treated to a spectacular sunset…
Day 3: Baranco Camp to Karanga Valley
