Suddenly we were walking in clouds and the distant views disappeared. Instead we focused on closer natural beauty: the curves of the spruce and pine trees, the raging river below us, hanging green moss that looked like long strands of cotton candy and a large colorful bird that must be a relative of the peacock. The trail continued uphill and we tired. The porter, Dendi, arrived having been to Phortse with our gear and returned to help us carry our backpacks which weighed less than 10 kilos/22 lbs. We arrived at our lodge with it’s unheated bedrooms. The heated common/dining room was filled with fellow travelers from France, Switzerland, Germany, Italy, and Thailand, all of us enjoying the hospitality of the Nepali’s.