The storm continued into the next day and unfortunately completely covered our tracks from the previous days which meant we had the arduous task of piste bashing through ("nipple") deep powder all the way back up to the col. It was an incredible effort, often requiring us to team up to push pulks up steep sections. The elation we felt at reaching the col that night was one of my expedition highlights. In celebration, Fraser divided up a salami that he had been secretly carrying round with him since we left England. Sitting in our tents, up on that col, having worked so hard to get there, eating salami- doesn't get much better! Thanks Fraser! And thanks to Zoe for this picture of us battling up the last stretch to the col.