|Mike digging for food during one of the calmer periods of the second storm at Camp-2.|
Finally wind was catching up to speeds where our mess tent was becoming severely deformed. To protect the tent and its poles from breaking we had to build snow walls. Altough bamboo poles were installed every three meters to mark all directions within the camp, no one was permitted anymore to visit the toilet, and we were moving from tent to tent mostly in groups of two.
|The calm evening that followed the abrupt ending of a storm that lasted for 36 hours|
|Installing the tower of the coffee-can installation at point 2350 m a.s.l.|