#1: North direction as standing at confluence point
#2: East direction as standing at confluence point
#3: Fog lifting only for moments revealed the village below. It stayed very foggy the whole time.
#4: ...and it also stayed very wet. Here Peter crosses another rock landslide over the trail.
#5: Targ's Garmin got the better reading, my Magellan's best measurement was achieved about 3 or 4 meters away from him. Maybe I should have moved to where he was!
#6: Peter is in red, I'm in green and Targ is in black
#7: All of us before the hike; the mad scramble up the snow covered heavy brush to the confluence 85meters away.
#8: At the noodle shop with the smiling girls.
#9: Parked the car and started at the bottom. The area directly above the word "Track" is the village that we saw through the fog (see pic above). The track pretty much followed the old logging road/trail to within 85m of the confluence.
