We kept going on for what seemed like forever. It was one of the most difficult things (physically), that I have ever done. Going up got my heart beating, but I prefered it to the way my legs and feet felt as I went down. We really had no idea where we were going. Our guide left us, leaving us to choose paths on our own, hoping that we would end up at a road. We saw a few very small villages down in valleys, many trails, but no road. We would approach each turn and peak with the hope that we would see road on the other side. When I don't think we could have taken any more, we finally reached a peak and saw this beautiful scene. The ascent down was brutal, but we made it to a road. I have no idea how we ended up where we did, but our new location and sad physical state made it evident to us that it was time to go home.