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0155 Tibet and Turkestan : vol.1
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worked hard and shivered much during thirty days
or more on a diet of tea and bread, while we had
sustaining tins of sausage and pork in various other
forms; also dreadful Russian fish. The folded val-
ley in which we saw the yaks contained a bit of
grazing, which would have been relished by the
ponies, but we had to retreat from its impassable
sides and regain the broader desert in which our
course had been held. Even here occasional ga-
zelles browsed invisible grass, and invariably flung
away, rejoicing, from our long-range shots.
Except for these things, the lakes, the yaks, and
the gazelles, yes, and the sunshine, and the solitude
and the snow-tops around us, I can think of nothing
agreeable in connection with the long valley which
stretches across the Aksai Chin. Except for these,
life there was but a constant strain of search for
water, for fuel of roots or dung, for a bit of grazing,
and always for a trail that never was found, because
it never had been.
Now, ahead of us the mountains closed the way.
They were not ugly heights; we felt that they could
be climbed, or a way threaded between them. The
portentous question was, which way? We had evi-
dently passed beyond any opening, if it existed,
that would lead us by short line to Rudok. Might
we not be near Lanak Pass? That is on the map.
Several explorers had crossed it. Indeed, Moham-
med Joo now took courage and declared that he
recognised the black mountain there in front. We
microscoped the rumour-made maps more closely
than ever and then plunged into the heights which
confronted us. Soon we were up again to eighteen