Yep as the title says I made it to Base Camp!!
Day 4 of the trek was a nice walk through the valley to
Tenboche (3860m) which is home to the highest
monastery in Nepal and they claim the world. We had coffee and cake at what was claimed to be the highest bakery in Nepal and then went to watch a service (monks chanting) in the
monastery followed by a rapid fire talk given by one of the monks. It was very ornate inside with every surface painted with different scenes and pictures of Buddha.
On day 5 we walked to
Pheriche (4270m) which was in the middle of a really desolate valley where it got really dusty and very windy, I think it was the first time we got out our scarves and hats. We have still been very lucky with the lodges. This one even had a hot shower which consisted of boiling water coming out of a pipe that turned on by pulling the pencil out of the end of the pipe. High tech eh! We went to
Pheriche without Ruth and Matthew who headed for home that morning.
Day 6 was
supposed to be a rest day so naturally we had to go on a leg killing walk up a mini mountain to help us to
acclimatise. Collette and I had shared a room that night and only woke up when we saw a helicopter outside. After scraping ice off the window we saw that it was about 6ft off the ground and heading straight towards the window.
Argh! Turns out the
heli-pad was just behind our lodge. There was also a small hospital in the town so we went for a short talk about mountain sickness there which was interesting and useful but also slightly scary.
Apparently they mainly deal with porters with mountain sickness because they regularly race up the mountains too quickly. Some of the symptoms can be quite scary and deadly though so the talk was well worth going to, meant we knew what to look out for.
By day 7 the hills were getting much steeper, the air getting much thinner and it was much colder. I am happy to say that I am the slowest in the group, though also the only one without a headache. On the way up to
Lobuche we stopped at a tea house for a break and discovered a crowd had gathered around a girl who had been put into a pressure tent (basically an inflatable yellow sausage with a window) to bring her to a lower altitude very quickly. She had pulmonary oedema and was basically
drowning in her own fluid.....very scary, all because she had ascended too quickly. Shows how careful you have to be. We carried onto
Lobuche and I started to feel
nauseous, I symptom of mountain sickness. So did Lorna and Hi Jade had a really bad headache. I was able to take some
Diamox (my new best friend) and sleep it off in two hours. If you get any symptoms you stay at the same altitude and see if they go away. If they do you can continue, if they don't you descend.
On day 8 we set of for
Gorak Shep, which is
apparently where base camp used to be in the 80's. We were warned by our guide that only 60% of people can sleep there because the of symptoms of mountain sickness,
ie nightmares and headaches. On the same day we tried to climb
Kalapatar which is the best place to view Everest from without actually going up Everest. Hi Jade, Kelvin and I made it. Collette felt
exhausted and turned back and Lorna felt too ill to try. It took me ages to get up to the top (5550m) but I did it. I nearly gave up too when Hi Jade and Kelvin passed me on their way back down, but I did it!
Me half way up Kalapatar, Everest is the black peak in the middle.
The photos at the top are not so good because I was too tired and cold to smile!
That night only Collette and I stayed in
Gorak Shep as the others didn't feel well enough. On day 9 we got up with the aim of going to base camp. It was like going bouldering as we were clambering over rocks rather than walking and the last bit was over a glacier that was covered in mud and rocks. Strangely it wasn't too cold though. We made it!! There is basically a collection of tents there because people have to spend a month to
acclimatise before going to attempt to summit Everest.
Collette and I celebrating making it to base camp, were standing
on a glacier with lots of tents behind us!
The best bit though was we found a bakery at base camp!! The best cookie I have ever eaten!. I think the trip was
definitely worth it for the sense of achievement. You don't know what you are capable of until you push yourself. And none of my muscles are thanking me for any of it. I'm not sure its your fitness that counts, more your ability to breath thin air and
ignore your crying legs which are suffering a lack of oxygen.
Were on our way back down now, and are at
Namche again. Collette and I are staying here for a rest day tomorrow whilst the others (who have already had a rest day) go back to Kathmandu.
One thing I really want to know though... if it was up hill on the way to base camp, how can it possibly be up hill on the way back... because it is!
P.s have a look at some more
pictures from the trek.xxx