Looking Down the Next Morning from the North Col
The next day I stood at the north col above the fixed lines, looking down for several minutes and wondering how I was going to find the strength to descend. I was so exhausted. Perhaps I should wait for my teammates at camp 3. Gene must have already descended. As I stood there, contemplating my move, I took this photo of the view and ABC (and my ice axe).
Canon PowerShot A570 IS