In the forbidden land, an account of a journey into Tibet . d high snowy peaks. The spotwhere, from opposite sides, the Gunkan River and theNail River throw themselves into the Kuti River is mostpicturesque. There are on the waters edge a few pine-trees, but above there is nothing but wilderness—rock andice and snow. I soon came upon much snow, and places where thetrack along the mountain-side was undiscoverable. Walk-ing was tiresome enough on the loose shingle and shale,but it became worse when I actually had to cut each stepinto the frozen snow. The work was tedious to a degree,and the prog
In the forbidden land, an account of a journey into Tibet . d high snowy peaks. The spotwhere, from opposite sides, the Gunkan River and theNail River throw themselves into the Kuti River is mostpicturesque. There are on the waters edge a few pine-trees, but above there is nothing but wilderness—rock andice and snow. I soon came upon much snow, and places where thetrack along the mountain-side was undiscoverable. Walk-ing was tiresome enough on the loose shingle and shale,but it became worse when I actually had to cut each stepinto the frozen snow. The work was tedious to a degree,and the progress slow. After a while I noticed a seriesof lofty snow tunnels over the raging stream, which is AN EXTENSIVE SNOW-FIELD earlier in the season covered entirely by a vault of ice andsnow. The higher I got the harder and more slipperygrew the snow. The soles of my shoes having becomesoaked and frozen, made walking very difficult. At12,000 feet, being about three hundred feet above thestream, I had to cross a particularly extensive snow-field, jitf^ditS^^. ZAZZELA MOUNT, NEAR GUNGI hard frozen and rising at a very steep angle. Some ofmy coolies had gone ahead, the others were behind. Not-withstanding the track cut by those ahead, it was neces-sary to recut each step with ones own feet, so as to pre-vent slipping. This was best done by hammering severaltimes into the white sheet with the point of ones shoeuntil a cavity was made deep enough to contain the footand to support one upright. It should be done careful-ly each time, but I fear I had not the patience for thought I had found a quicker method, and, by raisingmy knee high, I struck the snow with my heel, leaving8 89 IN THE FORBIDDEN LAND my foot planted until the other one had by the sameprocess cut the next step. It was in giving one of these vigorous thumps that Ihit a spot where, under a thin coating of snow, was hard foot, failing in its grip, slipped, and the impulse causedme to lose my balance. I slid d
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