Today would have to be one of the most extreme days of my life, and I do seriously mean that. We wake up ridiculously early, before it was light and hit the trail before breakfast. The Aim? To summit Kalapathar and watch the sunrise over Mt Everest.
It was cold and it was hard, no one was around and the ground was still frozen, which made this odd crunching sound as you walked. A few of us were finding it real tough today. The mixture of the early morning, no breakfast and the altitude were all playing a mean part in making this ascent the most difficult. I myself was finding it difficult to breath, the frozen air and the lowest amount of oxygen I have ever experienced made holding a conversation difficult. However somehow I was still really excited to be there. Today I reach 5545m the highest part of our trek and The Highest I’ve Been.
We were just shy of making the top for the sunrise, however we still managed a magical view as the sun rose over Mt Everest’s, western shoulder in a glimmer of white and gold aura, it was amazing to watch. Once at the top and completely out of breath I congratulated everyone who had made it and made my way up on to the very tip and just gazed out over the Himalaya. I was at 5545m and the massive 8000m+ peaks all around, begged for me to explore some more. It was here that I told myself that I will be back. I will come back and visit the himalaya. I have given myself a challenge, I want to break the 6000m mark on my next adventure to Nepal.
After breakfast we made our way to La Bouche for lunch, we stayed there only a few days prior, then on to Dingbouche, that is were the day turned. As soon as we left Dingbouche the weather turned on us. We watched as the clouds rolled in and the sky turn this unforgiving grey, then it started to snow. At first it was light then heavier and heavier, we needed to put our water proof covers on our bags and really rug up. At one point my glasses were pretty much frozen over and we were walking on the edge of a cliff. I could not see anything, I thought to myself this is not good and ended up taking the glasses off. Not the best idea I might add, now I was getting snow and ice in my eyes.
The temperature was dropping quickly and so was our visibility. I was struggling to see Kristy in front of me and we could no longer see any sign of a pathway. It was a little nerve racking at times when I could only just see the path and could faintly make out that I was on the edge of cliff of an unknown depth? After 3 hours we crested a hill, it had cleared up a fair bit and I got sight of some bright orange tents. I new that was home and all our hearts picked up and we powered on.
Once inside the warm very basic Tea House we all felt this amazing feeling of “We just did that!” We just hiked for 4 hours in pretty much a blizzard and we made it. It was a pretty awesome feeling, now just to get the feeling back in all our fingers and toes.
One Life, One Search.