We were on the verge of hiking up to dwindling heights; our two horses arrived at 9.pm morning.
Her aunt was 6 month pregnant, yet she took the 6 hours ride to the valley without difficult.
When the aunt arrived she carried a bunch of the most beautiful cowslips I ever saw in my life.
Yellow and purple colored, colors so nice and full of life.
In my youth we were collecting Cowslips in Austrian alpine region as a present for mom, here, I saw the same gesture to welcome a stranger.
We continued with our Ascent on foot, nevertheless,
only our heavy packs were carried by the two horses.
Needless to say, it was the same aunt who rode back to
her domicile in 4000 m.