The water condensation on the roof of the tent soon froze and lightly snowed on us all night every time someone in the tent bumped the walls. In the middle of the night I woke to “Forrest, you hear that?”

“ Yeah I think so,” I responded, although I wasn’t quite sure I did. It was Colin, one of the other guys sleeping in the tent with me.

“What do you think it is?" I asked

“A snow leopard!” Colin responded. We had seen big cat tracks all over the mountain for the last few weeks so maybe it wasn’t that far from the truth. Then both of us were sitting upright in our sleeping bags listening to something outside of the tent moving around and attempting to get into our packs; looking for food, I guess.

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