The day dawns bright and sunny, there is a clear blue sky and a perfect view of the snowy mountains behind us.
The start of our last week in Pakistan, sees us heading for Skardu, via the Desauri pass. Any remnants of our low mood, as washed away by the phenomenal scenery we see today. Lush pasture and green hillsides giving way to their autumn mantle. The Kashmiri people are travelling back to heir homeland, with never ending streams of goats and heavy laden horses behind them.
As we leave the beautiful valley, we have an even greater treat in store. The pass, previously closed due to the early snow is now drivable - just! It is an incredible sight and one we otherwise would not have seen. Golden marmots amble along through the whiteness. The piles of snow beside the track glow with a fantastic aquamarine heart. Where the vegetation peeps through the snow, autumnal shades of reds, yellows and oranges look like warm embers melting through the icy whiteness.
It is a hard drive, our jeep slides and slithers, this way and that. Ischard just laughs and says "the jeep is dancing."
Today has been a stunning day.
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