As promised, I've filled this series with a lot of pictures.
This story continues from Part 4 - The index of this series is here
**AT THE TOP OF DOI PHA HOM POK**
'Pant... pant... Ah... here we come!!' I spoke to the rest of the company when I and Kiead reached the mountain top. All of them were sitting next to each other, panting, drinking some water. It was already half past six and the Sun was about to raise. It was very cold up there, and windy. Heavy Mist was blew from one side of the mountain to the other side. The top of Doi Pha Hom Pok is in straight-line shape. The problem was we started to get hungry and we didn't bring any food with us, but water bottles.
'Everyone, let's share this' surprisingly, Kiead unpack her bag and brought out many snacks.
'Wow, Kiead. That's surprise! I thought we had to climb down staving.' said, Ple.
'So, that's worth more than I expected, huh?' I said, laughing while adding, 'You've your part to do. My labour of pulling you up is settled now.'
The company shared the food. It's not enough to satisfy the hunger of those who climbed more than 3 hours but enough to line our stomachs.
When the sharing of the food ended, I felt better and relaxed. At that time, I started to feel the cold. The temperature was lower than 5 degree celcius at the top of the mountain, not to mention the heavy wind and mist blow which make things worse. Far asked for her several cloths that she furled round me when we were climbing back, to wrap herself. Ten minutes of waiting could be more than an hour.
'It's almost 7, Mr. Guide. Will the Sun rise in this misty air?' I questioned our guide who stood nearby. Looks like he wasn't troubled from the cold weather.
'Well, probably not.' he answered 'But she hasn't climb up the eastern mountain yet, I can see from the light here and there. The sky will go red before she came. It's very near now as you can see things better for the time being. The weather is not clear today so, for the sake of luck we will see her rise. I'll advise you to took some pictures and the time will flew... Look at the north, it's Myanmar's mountains'
Then, the company started taking pictures now and there. Until the sky was red...
**MINUTE OF SUN RISE**
The misty wind still blew but the day was growing. Pale red light shone through heavy mist, enlighten things hidden by the dark. The company was aware of the sunrise by the telling of the guide. All looked eastward, holding digital cameras tightly and lo... she came, piercing her red light through the thick mist. The company yelled and many pictures were taken. At the moment her light shone on my eyes, it seemed like all tireness and cold was lifted away for a little while. It's the light of the live-giving of our Earth, which was giving me the light of joy.
After the moment with the Sun, the company looked happier and started to talk with each other more freely. The tireness of labouring the mountain slopes was gone. The air was a little warmer, al least in our perception. The mountain now was showing its leaves and flowers of many kind which were beyound our recognition. I's also in the mood of sightseeing and photo-taking. We re-take our pictures again since the first series are shot in lesser light. Some other groups are gone, climbing down. But we're still there, last to the top, last to the camp.
THIS STORY CONTINUES IN THE NEXT PART
1 comment:
5 degree celcius???? was it that cold?? how did u know? i forgot.
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