Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Guiting-guiting Exploration Day 5 - Cabin Fever

ABC - It was difficult to get a good night's sleep when it's pouring outside and you only have a leaky rainfly and water-accumulating groundsheet as shelter. We were in for some really wet weather today, according to the forecasts. Moderate to heavy rains was the order of the day.

What can you do when you're stuck inside a tent crammed with 5 people as you wait out the passing of the low pressure area? Pretty much nothing except talk, move your legs around to prevent cramping, and avoid looking at your watch to see how slow the minutes pass. 

Most of our morning was spent discussing the merits of alcohol burning stoves, and the slow conversion of Niel to the "Trangia cult". I'd have to agree with the pros of zero moving parts (less need for field repair) and the very quiet operation of alcohol stoves, but I'm not about to buy one and waste what stoves I now have. Maybe in the future I'll consider replacing my gear.
The High Priest of the Cult of Trangia

Bunny became legendary for his Chicken Bones Soup (also made here in Guiting-guiting more than a decade ago), from the bones of their chicken dinner recycled into a broth base for their noodle soup lunch. Now he has added another classic to his repertoire: Fishbones Soup! Crab and corn Chinese soup with the bones of the parrot fish daing we had for breakfast. 
Trying to sleep the storm out
The heavy rains came in after lunch. The winds got stronger, too. Our tent got leakier no thanks to the water accumulating at the tarp which, ironically, we adjusted in the first place to give more coverage to the tent against direct rainfall. We were all tired, but it was hard to sleep while keeping an eye on the water build-up on the roof (a problem I solved temporarily by tightening the fly using one of my trekking poles). The foot Bunny's sleeping pad mysteriously keep

We took advantage of the brief windows when the rain stopped to go out and stretch. One small bottle of gin remained for our after-dinner socials, so we decided to sleep early. Tomorrow, the Mayo's Peak team will try if there's a chance for them to summit.

At one point I think we decided that if the weather forecast for Thursday is still bad, then we'll all go down and abort the mission. I could just imagine what our state of mind would be if we have to sleep on wet clothes for the rest of the week without any hope of pushing forward. At least Adrian and Niel's suffering will be over as they go down to Kabit-tubi in the morning. Good for them.


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