It was a strange feeling to have been in motion for so long, from Portland to Seattle to San Francisco to Istanbul to Bishkek to Batken to Özgörüsh, and to finally arrive at the remote valley where we would be staying for weeks, but hopefully not staying still. Quickly, though, a daily weather pattern emerged that concerned any big climbing plans. The sun peeked over the high walls to our east at just before noon, arriving later each day, and rain clouds formed nearly every afternoon over the valley.
