We crisscrossed this stream
several times on the way down this gulch.
The view back up the hill,
taken by Kirsten at one of the crossings.
The grass grew thicker as we
approached the water. Jafar and Misha let the horses graze. Soon
after Misha's horse rewarded him by biting him on the back of
the neck!
I guess no water crossing
would be complete without a death-defying climb with the knotted
rope, Brad demonstrates.
We obediently perch high
on the rock while Misha prepares to take the packs down the
other side.
Spencer and I hold backup
while Misha throws the packs across to Jafar.
Jafar waits on the other side
of the gap, while Ian makes his way down.
Brad was the last to leap
the gap.
The trip back up the valley
towards Suvar was a cakewalk by comparison, but we were still
way ready to get there.
The cabins were a welcome
sight to all of us.
We felt like new men after a
shower. Spencer looks forward to the "highway" from Quba to
Baku.
A last look back towards Suvar
as we head down the road. A great trip that I hope to repeat!
