Topheavy

The day of the twirling pulk. Since Fiona and Philip were heading down lightweight in order to get to the hut burdened we were carrying their non essential gear in the pulks. This meant the blue pulk had a tendency to overturn on sloping ground.

Earlier in the trip I had bent a pole when a pulk did this to me and dragged me down the slope.

We had an exciting day, with poor visibility and some heavy falls.