Our crew, Ang Phurba and Pasang, are tying our duffels onto the yaks for our last day of trekking. It was very important to have the load balanced -- sometimes they added a rock to one side to even things up.

The wizened old fellow in the near left was our happy yak driver. A young boy had handled our yaks above Namche.

The camp was in a small farmyard by the trail in Bengar, about half an hour south of the park gate.

November 7, 1997.