Finallly C3?

In the morning Jan peeped out of the tent and reported an empty sky without a single cloud. Good, we could try for C3. We packed quickly and 'hurried' up towards C3, at certain points we sloshed through knee deep fresh snow. The moderate but long slope took us whole 5 hours to cross. On the way we dismantled and picked up the C3 tent left there the day before during the storm. We reached the saddle and kept wading when some time after the noon the snow storm hit back and took as at 7450 m. After short consultation we decided to keep on.

Six more hours over the saddle full of snow under which the feet can hit anything or nothing at all. Ice once, then loose rocks or the old corn snow covered with the thick layer of new white powder. Simply the best conditions for an avalanche to be started. But we went on very cautiously on the other hand, we had to. Then in the early evening we built our tent at some 7450 m, the C3 finally. In the tent we talked about the weather and it seemed that the snow storm was starting about the noon. Hence we decided to leave for the summit as early in the morning as possible, even at 4 am. That was our agreement before the sleep.