RIMDI TO PAMZAl 297 



Steep and very stony. We got in about 5 p.m., having 

 done over 14 miles, and were glad to find plenty of 

 grass for the animals, and a comparatively pleasant 

 camping ground, beside good water, for ourselves. The 

 only difficulty was fuel, of which there was very little, 

 and that only droppings. 



The 20th found the three of us marching down the 

 Rimdi river, on a path made on shale, slate, and stones, 

 and for the greater part of the day with a strong cold wind 

 blowing in our faces. We reached the point where the 

 Rimdi flows into the Changchenmo river about 4 p.m., 

 and here with some difficulty found a dry camping ground 

 amongst a number of tamarisk bushes, which helped to 

 shelter us from the terrible wind and supplied abundance 

 of fuel. The water of the river was the colour of pea- 

 soup owing to the silt in suspension, except at the side, 

 where it flowed gently over a wide bank of sand, and had 

 time to deposit some of the load it carried. There was 

 next to no grass for the animals, so for them the place 

 was a bad one to have to stop in. There was, however, 

 no alternative, the next ground being over 10 miles on. 

 The spot we occupied is called Tsolu on the map, but is 

 generally known to the yak-men as Pamzal. It is about 

 15 miles from Rimdi. 



During the march one of the yak loads got over- 

 turned while the animals were crossing a stream. The 

 load contained things chiefly belonging to the Champas, 

 who lost some of their sattoo. The cleaning-rod of 

 my carbine was amongst these things, and would have 

 been lost, but that Colonel Turnbull's orderly happened 

 to pick it up. 



