We had arrived in Korzok for the annual monastic festival held at the local gompa. Another Tibeatan monastic festival with the requisite Cham dances, trumpets and drums. While the Cham masks were not as spectacular as others I’d seen, the main interest for me were the locals who flocked to Korzok from surrounding villages and nomad camps wearing there finest traditional attire.
The rest of the group I had trekked to Korzok with was heading back to Leh by jeep after the morning session of the festival on the 25th, I was going to stay to climb a few peaks in the area before heading back to Leh by bus. I had decided I’d seen enough of the festival as well, and took the opportunity presented by the departing jeep to hitch a ride to the northern end of the lake, where I would start my hike to the base of 6,622 m (21,725 ft) Chhamser Kangri, this time on my own.
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