This is our complete group at the end of the trek. From left to right, back: Skarma (guide), Eily, Tim,
Thapka (horseman), Andy; front: Stu, Namgyal (cook) and Konchok (horseman).
This is Skarma, our guide, relaxing in a tea tent. The tents are made from ex-military parachutes.
Here's Namgyal, our cook, busy at work in the cook tent ...
... and here he is snoozing after coming down from Kang Yaze.
This is Thapka, one of our horsemen.
Here's Konchok, the other of our horsemen.
This is our group of locals who made the trek so enjoyable- thanks guys!
Abi Yangskit is the oldest person in the Markha Valley, she is 76 (Abi means grandma). Here she is seen
with two of her grandchildren. She lives on here own in a village called Chalak because the water further
upstream with the rest of the community makes her ill.
A woman in traditional Ladakhi dress spinning yak's wool with her son at her side. She lived at Sara
alone during the trekking season where she ran a tea tent.
Here's a local man at Tachungste. He was collecting money for a community project to which we contributed.
We passed this girl near Umlung in the Markha valley walking with a younger girl - presumably her sister.
Here's another horseman, this time riding his horse.
This girl lived at Chokdo through which we passed on the penultimate day of our trek.
The village of Shang Sumdo, where we spent our final night on the trek had many inhabitants. Here is one
These two girls lived in Markha, about half way round the trek. Here I'm showing then a photo I took of them
with the digital camera.
These three soldiers are playing karum on the Kardung La road pass. Karum is played by flicking counters
around the board attempting to 'pot' them in the corner holes or pockets. There was a high military presence
in the area with many troops training for or passing through on their way to the Line of Control with
Gypsy's World connected us with the outside world during our time in Leh. Here we are with the staff Majeek
(in the purple sweatshirt) and Farooq (in the red fleece).
This is Raj's restaurant where we ate on a few occasions. This time we went with a German girl, Jula, and
her mother who we had met whilst trekking.