Just
after I took the first picture on the bottom row (about 3500m),
it started to rain, gently at first, getting heavier; the air temperature
dropped
and the larger drops started turning into hailstones. This marked
the start of the heaviest hailstorm I've ever seen, which lasted
almost an hour and left us cold, wet and shivering, huddled together
under groundsheets which we held above our heads standing between
some trees. Thunder boomed and lightning struck only a few metres
to our right, and the hail continued to fall, stinging our arms
and legs and turning into drops of icy water which trickled down
our sleeves and filled our shoes.
By the time Tajamulco had decided
that we'd suffered enough, the ground was covered with hail and
streams
of
water rushing downhill. Our clothes, packs, tents and sleeping
bags were all wet and since the temperature up there usually drops
below freezing at night, we came back down. Just after that my
camera got wet and stopped working too; an abrupt end to the photos
and to the hike itself.
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