A relatively short day of only about 4 hours to the top camp. Nigel insisted on asking a group of American girls if they thought he was better looking than me. They voted. He lost. Deep down, I always knew Americans were a people of taste and decency, though they could have let him down a little more gently. We reached Barafu Camp (Barafu means Ice, and for good reason) in the early afternoon to rest, sort our gear and prepare for the big day to come. I felt fit and strong and as ready for the challenge as I possibly could have hoped. Previous: Day 3 Next: Day 5 (Summit Day)http://www.stumbling.co.ukDay%203.htmlDay%205.htmlshapeimage_1_link_0shapeimage_1_link_1shapeimage_1_link_2
Day 4: Karanga Valley to Barafu Camp