Afghan equestrian school

We are going beyond the end of the world, my horse awas panting so hard I could feel it's stomach heaving through the blanket thoughtfully provided for my noivce bottom. At 3500m I couldn’t take it any more so I gingerly clambered off and releived the poor beast from an extra 70 kg. I then heaved myself up towards the pass every step taking us beyond the end of the world. As we headed towards the second higher pass the snow patches became thicker and we passed past some yaks and heard men, nightmare. The guides say the horses can't get over the pass due to the snow. Having just had six hideous days bumping in 4 x 4 to get here my heart drops. I thought that was game over the horse men decide to try again early tomorrow morning before the snow melts and anna and I went to attempt a small peak half way up the snow was super slidey so we skied back down. My life is worth more than a random afghan peak.