At about 4:30am the guides returned from base camp with the yaks, bells clanging in the pre-dawn darkness, carrying their cargo. Headlamps buzzed around like fireflies as preparations were made. I had a quick breakfast of rice and vegetables and by the time we joined the parade of pilgrims the sun had began to tint the sky a brilliant pink and orange.
It is an extraordinary way to live, waking up everyday and putting on your boots and everything else you need on your back and heading off into the unknown. I mean, you have a destination on the map you’d like to get to but essentially you have no idea what you will encounter, what beauty awaits you.
As I sat clasping my tea in the crispness of the morning, staring across at the Annapurna range and one of the most sublime views I have ever seen it occurred to me that sometimes you need to get lost to find the things you never knew existed.