Everything had to be packed out. I think my expression translates to "der?" or something along those lines. That loosely translates to "I have to poo in what?".
At this point it seemed we had less than 1000 ft to climb. Unfortunately, immediately after this point we descended 700 or so ft and then started to climb again. It was the second encounter of 13 600 ft that brought on my rage with the mountain...
Made it! Whew!
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