Very late in the day, on the slopes beneath the Bumiktse La. Sounds of worship rise from the village of Photoksar, half an hour below. But the light is closing in, and I have to hurry if I'm to be ahead of the darkness.
Very late in the day, on the slopes beneath the Bumiktse La. Sounds of worship rise from the village of Photoksar, half an hour below. But the light is closing in, and I have to hurry if I'm to be ahead of the darkness.