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0294 Serindia : vol.3
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across and from Johnson's 'Khitai-dawān' had been noticed by me before, running up a side valley
northward (Map No. 22. B, 1). The route could be traced quite clearly up to about 7 miles from its
debouchure ; beyond this its traces had become completely obliterated by fallen masses of snow and
rock-débris. A short distance further up the valley narrowed and branched into two steep ravines,
one coming from a glacier visible to the north, the other from a snow-filled side valley towards the
east. There was nothing to indicate on which side the approach to the pass lay. Yet an attempt
to reach the watershed was imperative in any case for finally linking up our surveys.

Ascent to
snowy col
on K'un-
lun water-
shed. Reasons explained in my Personal Narrative induced me to make the ascent on September 22
by the glacier northward, accompanied by R. B. Lāl Singh and some Kirghiz. The climb proved
very trying owing to the much-crevassed condition of the ice and, higher up on the névé beds,
to the softness of the snow. Thus it was not until after ten hours of exhausting toil that the crest
was gained, at a height of close on 20,000 feet. It proved to lie just below the shoulder of a great
snowy peak, for which triangulation had shown the height of 23,071 feet. I had realized before that
this difficult glacier climb could not lead to a pass practicable in modern times. But there was ample
reward in the exceptional opportunity which the magnificent views, opening on both sides of the
range from this commanding height,¹⁵ offered for our survey work. The time remaining for it was
short and did not allow me to give adequate thought to the body after the exhausting fatigues.
Mapping and photographic work was done in bitter cold, the thermometer showing 16° F. below

Feet injured freezing-point at 4 p.m. with the sun shining. The descent had to be made without the chance of
by frost-
bite. a halt, from fear of getting benighted on the glacier, and when late in the evening camp was reached,
I found that my feet had been severely injured by frost-bite. This day of hard-achieved success had
brought for me long suffering ; but there was the satisfaction of knowing that it had also seen the
last of our exploratory tasks accomplished.


SECTION III.—OVER THE KARA-KORAM TO ENGLAND

Serious re-
sults of
accident. Severe pains in my frozen feet left no doubt about the serious results of this accident and the
urgency of surgical help. Unable to use my feet or even to sit in the saddle, I had myself carried
down the Kara-kāsh valley as well as I could in an improvised litter. Reaching Portash after four
days of dolorous progress, I had the relief of finding there my heavy caravan of antiques safely
arrived across the Sanju Pass. Arrangements for their further transport, the settling of accounts
with the Kirghiz and the Khotan 'Kirakash' who had shared our expedition in the K'un-lun, and
the discharge of old followers kept me hard at work on my camp bed for two days. The valuable
convoy was left in charge of R. B. Lāl Singh, who with self-sacrificing devotion never failed to share
and lighten my burdens.

Kara-koram
Pass crossed Recognizing that gangrene had begun in the toes of my right foot and apprehending that
in litter. it might spread further, I was anxious to move ahead towards Leh as rapidly as possible. Setting
out on September 30 from the Kara-kāsh Valley with the lightest possible baggage, I had myself
carried by forced marches along the Kara-koram trade route. Its unending line of skeletons
of transport animals bore sad witness to the inclement physical conditions on these terribly bleak
uplands. On October 3 my sorry little caravan crossed the Kara-koram Pass, 18,687 feet above
sea, and where after the next march the rocks of the Murghe defile made further progress on ponies
impossible for my improvised litter, I was fortunately met by a band of hardy Tibetan coolies.
Without this timely help which Captain (now Major) D. G. Oliver, British Joint Commissioner in