So, battle weary and bowed, we retreated down to Zinal, Ken was still very sore, and it was hard work for him to get down and we all took part of his kit for him.
Back in the valley Ken decided it was not bad enough to go to hospital, but he did not think he would be doing anything else this trip.
We discussed and agreed that we should go on a reconnaissance around to the Zermatt valley, and have a look around understanding the ground. Ken would stay in the valley and look after his ribs.
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