North of face but south of heaven

Good grief.

This ungracious item is the "Nuptse Tent Mule III".

That is to say, the THIRD such iteration, and abomination inflicted upon this earth.

I thought hiking folk already had numerous pairs of thick, warm, resilient socks with which they could pad around in their tent if need be. What is the point of these?

What strange hell is this?

More terrifyingly, needlessly science fictional than Guy Pearce being 'made old' in Prometheus.

BACK!

Okay. "This has gone on far too long, by half." I will pull finger from where it has been and resume posting.