R sleeps some, more than he thinks, but his leg muscles twitch and wake him up. He only complains in his sleep. At 3:00 am I am awake. I lie next to him, thinking about how it could have been worse, trying not to remember the first few seconds when he fell. At 4:00 am, I get up for the toilet. I remember that the Southern Cross should be visible, but there is a light cloud cover and I only see a few bright glowing spots in the clouds that should be stars, probably Alpha Centauri. I fall back asleep until the dawn chorus at 5:30 am, stay quiet until 6:45 when R wakes up. Ruth had instructed the rest of the team to get on the trail by 8 am and they are starting up water for coffee.