I knew that there was a photo to be taken from the top of Mt Kiangarow, it was just a matter of finding it. We donned our jackets and beanies, grabbed the head torches and headed up the mountain on our only clear day to watch the sunset. The clouds rolled up the valley and as the sun passed towards the horizon a rich array of colours were painted across the sky. The lone grass tree against the western sky provided a simple yet stark silhouette.
