Setting up camp, at 9pm. Tired, beat, wet, and cold............but blown away by the location. Mighty spires dominate the view. They stand above like guardians. The lake has got to be the cleanest water on earth. The Picas (little rodents that live in the scree) let each other know we have arrived with resounding 'Eeeek, eeeeeks' that echo back and forth between the peaks.