It's another morning in Advanced Base Camp waiting out a snowstorm. We're here, K2 is here, but unfortunately so is the snowfall.
Sanity says wait.
I crawled into my tent last night with some light snow falling only to find the tent covered with several inches of snow this morning. It's funny how you can sleep so soundly in a tent buried in snow. It warms up so wonderfully and not a sound from the wind or precipitation leaks to disturb sleep. Maybe it will be therapeutic to muse over the situation. This little bastard stepchild of the monsoon started on our last functional day of climbing and fixing ropes.