Day two started to great. I had slept like a baby, while Barbara had not slept quite as good as me. After a good breakfast we tore down our tent and packed the backpack and off we went. Per our guide, the second day was a three-hour to maybe three and a half hour day. We were following the same contributory as the previous day. The path was inclining ever so slightly, but by the end of the day we were at about 4000m and had climbed about 500m. We made good time as the valley opened up and presented us with this view.

I was totally in love with the simple mechanism that ran mill – water powered by creek. The whole system is designed that the vibrations induced by the loose “bearing” of the mill stone are used to jiggle new grains into the mill. When the flour comes finally out, it is powdery fine. While we were there the mill ground barley – the smell, I tell you the smell was fantastic. I traded the miller a candy bar for a bag of his flour, which the cook used in the evening to make bread – top shelf!!!

As soon as we left the mill, I started to really drag. I managed to get into camp and set up the tent, when I bade farewell for what was supposed to be a half hour nap. Four hours or so later Barbara came to take a concerned look at me. Admittedly, it was a long nap, but boy was I ready to go again.