Heading to Huaraz

It was a disappointing second week. John gets sick, I got sick, the
mule drivers mixed up our directions, near death experiences, and no
summits.

We hiked out Friday morning with very robust packs (35-45 pounds) a
consequence of the mule drivers coming up a few days early, and Gary
and I sending out a smallish portion of our gear.

As you can see from sunrise on Huandoy, and the picture of Huascaran
Norte ... this is a beautiful place.