The Himalayas (FINAL) | Lobuche to EBC to Kathmandu

Lobuche to EBC to Kathmandu

Duration: 7 days

Distance – Lobuche to Gorak Shep to EBC (17600ft): 8km

Altitude gain: 450m/1476ft

Distance – Gorak Shep to Kala Patthar (18200ft): 1.5km

Altitude gain: 410m/1345ft

 

It’s been twelve days since I left South Africa and today I will finally make my way to Everest Base Camp. I’ll climb for the first time through 5000 meters ASL.  For this final section of the trek I return to my diary.

 

22/10/2017

Lobuche to Gorak Shep (16728ft) to Everest Base Camp (EBC) to Gorak Shep.

It was a long day of walking on loose rock. Traffic was very busy as the footpath is pretty much a single lane.

There’s amazing scenery in the Khumbu amphitheatre. Pumori, Lingtren, Khumbutse and Nuptse towers above all around us.

I’m pleasantly surprised by Gorak Shep. Its setting is spectacular.

After lunch we set off for Everest Base Camp. It feels like a long walk and I’m tired. No power in legs.

Normally I can run 4 kilometres in 22 minutes but this leg takes us four hours to complete. Progress is incredibly slow.

EBC is supercalifragilisticexpialidocious. It’s situated right next to the Khumbu Glacier and we can clearly see the impressive and feared icefall. A Japanese couple gets engaged. She’s a keeper in my books.

Before the trip I had read somewhere that the highest altitude where traces of civilizations were found is around the 17000ft mark.  I find it fascinating. As it was so long ago there would have been no way for them to tell at what altitude they were living at, except that if they went up any higher they wouldn’t feel too good. Mountaineers talk of the death zone as 8000 meters and above. The real death zone is in fact much lower.

We take photos and spend some time just taking in our surroundings.

This is probably the closest I’ll ever get to China. Tibet is scarcely a kilometre away via the Lho La pass.

I feel much stronger on the way back to Gorak Shep. A local on a horse speeds by us towards base camp. That is one well acclimatized horse!

At Gorak Shep we get upgraded to a better room. The first one which was allocated to Wayne and I was two by three meters without a window and no space to walk or unpack our bags. We’re very grateful.

Gorak Shep
Trekkers making their way to Gorak Shep. It’s hard to comprehend how many rocks there lies in the moraine. Kala Patthar’s footpath can be seen on the left.

 

Moraine
A close up of the moraine. Glacial pools sometimes lie at the bottom of these pits.

 

Moraine
Wayne and Ryan looking at glacial water pouring from the moraine out of view on the left.

 

Nuptse
A busy road to Gorak Shep. Nuptse towering over us.

 

Nuptse
Everest peeking over Nuptse’s ridge line.

 

Gorak Shep
Gorak Shep. On the left is the footpath leading up to Kala Patthar. On the right where the glacier turn into moraine is EBC.

 

Gorak Shep
Pumori on the left, Nuptse on the right. The flat triangle next to Gorak Shep is where the highest cricket match in the world was played.

 

Gorak Shep
Nga-wang leading the way to EBC out of Gorak Shep. The world’s highest cricket match was played at this spot next to Gorak Shep in 2009.

 

EBC
The icefall on the left and EBC is just left of where the glacier stops. Everest peeking out left of centre.

 

Everest
Mt. Everest.

 

EBC
Looking back from EBC down the moraine to Tabuche in the distance.

 

EBC
MADE IT! EBC, 5364m ASL.

 

EBC
From left to right: Ryan, Nga-wang and myself.

 

Ice
The last few broken blocks of ice from the Khumbu Glacier next to EBC.

 

EBC
EBC. To the right is Tabuche and Cholatse.

 

Nuptse
Right beneath the chiselled Nuptse ridge.

 

 

23/10/2017

I slept badly…short of breath the whole night and excited for the climb to Kala Patthar.

We got up at 03:45 so as to be at the summit before sunrise.

It’s freezing cold outside.

We set off at 04:00. Nga-wang sets a hard pace. Close to the top I’m completely exhausted.

It takes me one hour and forty minutes to reach the summit. We’re one of the first groups at the top and I get a good spot for my tripod.

The first light and glow from the mountain summits are surreal.

The temperature is -9°C before sunrise and a cold wind blow up the mountainside from the valley.

There’s lots of wind and snowdrift on Everest. The weather is clear and the view is stupendous.

Many more people are making their way up to Kala Patthar from Gorak Shep.

My hands are instantly cold when I take my gloves off to take photos. It’s almost impossible to get warmth back into them again.

As soon as the sun peeks over the South Col I make my way down to Gorak Shep. During sunrise the light was good for photography but I can’t help to think that it would be so much better in the late afternoon.

Back at Gorak Shep I’m dead tired. After breakfast we still need to descend to Lobuche.

It’s an easy downhill stroll.

I have a blissful afternoon nap from 2-4pm.

The usual late afternoon mist rolls in and there’s no opportunity for golden hour photography.

The stuffy and busy dinner hall irritates me. I’m early in bed.

The last test awaits us tomorrow…The Kongma La Pass (5535m/18155ft).

 

Ama Dablam
Ama Dablam seen from Kala Patthar before sunrise. My favourite photo from the whole trek.

 

Everest
Snowdrift is backlit from the eastern side of Everest.

 

Himalaya
The highest peaks catches the first sun.

 

Ama Dablam
Ama Dablam. My 28-300mm lens came in very handy for this shot.

 

Kangtega
Kangtega and Thamserku.

 

Everest
Everest’s South Western face and to the right the South Col (7906m).

 

Pumori
Pumori, in the shadow of Everest, waits for the sun to rise.

 

Everest
An epic moment…

 

Sun

 

Nuptse
The wait for the sun felt neverending as we stood in Nuptse’s bitter cold shadow.

 

Pumori
As I made my way down to Gorak Shep I looked around one last time up to Kala Patthar. You can see the trekkers’ silhouettes etched against the gigantic Pumori.

 

Lhotse
I took this photo from our room in Hotel XV in Lobuche while lying in bed.

 

24/10/2017

It’s another freezing cold morning in Lobuche.

I’m irritated by the noisy lodge, messy toilets and crowds. I’m done with Hotel XV. Apparently you get shithole countries. This is definitely a shithole lodge.

We set off to cross the Khumbu moraine. Rock, rock and more rock.

We’re almost through on the eastern end when we’re stopped dead in our tracks by a glacial pool. After an hour’s frustrating and risky tip toeing on loose rock to look for a crossing point we come to the conclusion that there’s no way through to Kongma La.

Our snail’s pace and the weird weather make us decide to abandon the pass. It’s already after 10am. To climb 600 vertical meters at altitude and walk the remaining 8 kilometers to Dingboche will be a tall order even if nothing else goes wrong during the remainder of the day.

We decide to bail out to Dughla and retrace our steps to Dingboche that way.

Just as well… while boulder hopping I pick up a sprain in my left Achilles tendon. It gets progressively sorer as the day wears on.

Instead of going straight down to Dughla we detour towards Chola Tsho to get magnificent views of Cholatse.

It’s an easy walk back to Dingboche with Ama Dablam creating a dramatic backdrop as it plays hide and seek between the clouds. A total of 22 kilometers hiked for the day.

Back in Dingboche I take my first shower in seven days.  Words can’t describe the feeling of being clean again. It’s Rs500 (ZAR70) for the two minute shower. I gladly would have paid double that.

More cold weather as clouds move in during the afternoon.

A bit worried about my achilles tendon. We still have 45 kilometers to Lukla and I need to get there on my own steam.

 

Lobuche
Leaving Lobuche behind us.

 

Moraine
In the middle of the Khumbu moraine.

 

Glacial pool
The glacial pool that stopped us in our tracks. In front of Nga-wang below there was a possible crossing point but it was just too far to safely leap over it.

 

Tabuche
Wayne admiring Tabuche’s north eastern ridge line.

 

Nuptse
Looking back towards Nuptse and on the right, Lhotse.

 

Tabuche
Mist swirling around Tabuche.

 

Kangtega

Cholatse
Our lunch spot. Tabuche and Cholatse with Tsola tso in the front.

 

Nga-wang
Nga-wang taking it easy while we have lunch in front of Cholatse.

 

Khumbu
THe usual afternoon mist roll in from the valleys below.

 

Ama Dablam
The many faces of Ama Dablam.

 

Ama Dablam

 

Pheriche
The Khumbu moraine flowing down past Dughla (left of centre) toward Pheriche (right).

 

Ama Dablam
Ryan posing with Ama Dablam in the background.

 

 

25/10/2017

The cold has followed us down from Lobuche. At sunrise the room’s windows are frosted over.

I took anti-inflammatories the night before…ankle feels better.

Pancake and honey for breakfast. Ram’s Moon Light Lodge is by far our favourite lodge for the entire trek.

I still have breathing difficulties during sleep. Hopefully it will cease when we get below 4000m.

Trekking to Pangboche(3990m) today and then in the afternoon to Ama Dablam Base Camp (4600m).

There’s a biting wind into our faces. My ankle soon starts to flare up.

I decide to sit out Ama Dablam Base Camp climb so I can rest my ankle. While the others are away I take some long exposure photos down at the river. It’s a long afternoon in the tea room as the weather again moves in with heavy mist. At dusk I start to become a bit concerned about the other three not having returned. Luckily soon thereafter they arrive. It seems they had a great time.

Lhotse
Lhotse from somewhere between Dingboche and Pangboche.

 

Lhotse
The Dudh Koshi and Imja Khola confluence.

 

Pangboche
The Dudh Koshi below Pangboche.

 

Dudh Koshi
The bridge below Pangboche leading to Ama Dablam base camp.

 

Lhotse

 

Dudh Koshi

 

26/10/2017

20km hike today to Namche Bazaar.

I got up at 5am to photograph the sunrise. While leaving the room I accidentally locked Wayne in. He somehow escapes and soon joins me outside.  As compensation for my sabotage he steals my ideas.

We can see climbers’ headlights near the summit of Ama Dablam.

The colours on the mountains’ peaks at first light change from soft purple to dusky pink to glowing orange.

With more anti-inflammatories and rest my ankle feels much better this morning.

It’s an uneventful day. There are lots to reflect on as we descend. On the last quarter my ankle is again very uncomfortable. I’m thankful that the injury happened on the way out and not earlier. It could have been disastrous.

Wayne and I get the best room in Namche’s Sona Lodge & Restaurant. No. 308.

Soon we’re off to Cafe De 8848 and Illy Espresso Bar for a well-deserved cappuccino and Oreo Cheese Cake.

We wash it down with a celebratory pint at the highest Irish Pub in the world.

 

Ama Dablam
Climbers nearing the summit of Ama Dablam.

 

Lhotse
Nuptse, Everest and Lhotse at first light.

 

Thamserku

 

Sunrise

 

Thamserku

 

Sunrise

 

Lhote
The first ray of light on Everest’s south eastern ridge.

 

Everest

 

Lhotse

 

Ama Dablam

 

Climbers

 

Phangboche
The sun thawing frost just below Pangboche.

 

Tengboche
Tengboche.

 

Forest
Rhododendron forest just before Tengboche.

 

Valley
Below Tengboche nearing Namche Bazaar.

 

Everest
One last glimpse of Everest.

 

Valley

 

27/10/2017

Walking out to Lukla. 18km.

Best uninterrupted sleep I had in eight nights.

We see Kongde (6168m) right in front of Namche for the first time due to perfect weather.

French toast for breakfast.

We leave Namche just before 9am.

There is heavy traffic down the pass to the Larja Bridge.

A funny moment ensues as yaks are turned around on the bridge. Trekkers with big white eyes hastily retreat before the bewildered beasts.

My ankle flares up from Phakding. 3 hours of hiking still to Lukla.

Head down and bear it. Tired and cold as we arrive in Lukla. I’VE MADE IT! Today was just a slog.

Winter is on the way. There’s a chill in the air that wasn’t present when we arrived two weeks before.

 

Namche Bazaar
Namche Bazaar from our lodge room.

 

Kongde
Namche early in the morning with open skies. On the right the impressive Kongde.

 

 

 

28/10/2017

Our flight to Kathmandu is scheduled for 09:30.

There’s clear weather early in the morning. It snowed during the night on the upper slopes.

Check-in is nerve wrecking as it happens suddenly, very fast and chaotically.

Then the long wait starts as the weather moves in. We can’t leave the terminal while checked in.

It’s bone chilling cold in the waiting room. I wasn’t prepared to spend time there. I’m not dressed appropriately and pay the price with an uncomfortable and boring day in the terminal.

Our flight is finally and predictably cancelled at 3pm. Unbelievable!

Wayne and I are off to ILLY for warm coffee, a brownie and food.

We walk back to the lodge in the rain.

More boredom sets in. Still a long wait until I’ll finally be home again.

 

Morning
Sunrise over Lukla.

 

Lukla
Lukla, with fresh snow on the mountains.

 

The return to earth

The next morning all hell breaks loose at Lukla Airport as we at last get a weather window. There’s a massive backlog from the previous day’s delays. It is something to behold how fast the turnaround time is for incoming aircraft. I timed a few arrivals and departures. From landing, stopping, disembarking passengers and off-loading luggage to the new passengers climbing on board and their luggage loaded, the plane starting up again, taxi-ing and taking-off…5 minutes flat!!! It is a well-oiled operation that does deserve respect and admiration.

Booked for a 9am departure we finally take-off at 11am just as the weather is closing in again. There are some squirmy moments after take-off as we pass through patches of cloud. Not the greatest feeling when you see, while in the clear, mountains all around you still rising high above the aircraft.

 

Kathmandu
Kathmandu

 

Stupa
Boudhanath Stupa in Kathmandu.

 

Kathmandu
The dusty streets of Kathmandu.

 

Holy man
A holy man trying to evade me at the Pashupatinath Temple. It’s a famous and sacred Hindu temple complex that is located on the banks of the Bagmati River.

 

Boudhanath
The Boudhanath Stupa in Kathmandu. The stupa’s massive mandala makes it one of the largest spherical stupas in Nepal.

 

Final thoughts

After an interesting day tour of Kathmandu I finally board my Emirates flight the next day to return home.  This Himalayan trek is an experience that will stay with me for a lifetime. Many people ask me how it was and I find it hard to find the correct words to do the experience justice. Each time I fail miserably. Descriptions like, “Unbelievable!”, “Unforgettable” and “Epic!” is all I can utter. How do you express the feelings of wonder and awe those giant mountains impress on your virgin eyes? How do one verbalise your thoughts on a culture that you know precious little about but which had definitely made an indelible impression on your conscience.

The fact of the matter is that no words can do the Himalayas justice. You have to go there to see and experience it yourself. There must be a good reason why the Nepalese are one of the friendliest nations in the world.

The Himalayas (Part 3) | Dingboche to Lobuche

Dingboche to Lobuche

Distance: 12km

Vertical altitude gain: 500m/1640ft

Price for one liter of water in:

Kathmandu: Rs50 (Nepalese rupees) +-ZAR7

Namche Bazaar: Rs150

Dingboche: Rs200

Lobuche: Rs300

Duration: 1 day

 

Dingboche – Day 6

It’s freezing cold. As I open my eyes the sun has still not risen because Dingboche is caught in the web of Ama Dablam’s morning shadow. As a result our bedroom’s windows are still frosted over. I had a fitful night’s sleep and a nose bleed to boot.

Today we say goodbye to Des, Hein, Chris and one of the guides, Asmit. Dingboche is their turnaround point. Going forward our group now consist of Ryan, Umberto, Wayne, my-self and our guide Nga-wang.

Cholatse Peak
Cholatse rising at impossibly steep angles.
Dingboche
Ryan, Wayne and Umberto taking in the scenery.
Dingboche
Yaks making their way to Dhugla. Lobuche East on the left.
Tabuche & Cholatse
Too big to not take a panorama. Pheriche, bottom left. Peaks from the left: Kangtega (6685m), Thamserku (6608m), Tabuche (6367m) and Cholatse (6335m).
Tabuche & Cholatse
Further up the valley. Ama Dablam far left. Taken from our snack spot.

The Dingboche (14 465 ft) to Lobuche (16 105 ft) trek is 12km long, with a vertical gain of 500 meters and it should take 6 hours to complete. This stretch of the trek is a definite highlight. Soon after leaving Dingboche, the Tabuche and Cholatse peaks rise, to our left, 2 000 vertical meters above us. It is a tremendous sight. Our pace is slow as Wayne and I constantly take photos but a biting cold wind on our backs does hasten us along.

Views for days

As on every other trekking day the hiker traffic is busy at the start of the route. The trail has a gradual upslope and criss-crosses the wide grassland.  Yaks love to graze here. The uphill gradient is agreeable as long as you don’t push too hard. After an hour’s hike we sit down to marvel at the view in front of us and have a snack.

As we get closer to Dughla (4620m) the Chola Tsho glacial lake at the foot of Cholatse comes into view. Unlike anything I’ve seen before, the lake has a unique milk-ish aqua colour. It formed when the Cholatse glacier moraine pushed rocks into the path off the glacial melt water running down from Cho La pass. The colour contrast between the aqua-coloured lake, Cholatse’s pitch black rock interspersed with snow white ice and the cobalt blue sky is glorious.

Cholatse
Chola Tsho with Cholatse towering above.

Dughla

Soon we have to pass through the Dudh Koshi moraine to have lunch at Dhugla. On the far side across the moraine I can see the Thokig pass snaking up towards 4830m. It’s only a 200 meter vertical altitude gain but the sight of it saps my confidence. At this altitude it’s going to be hard work.

Dhugla
Dhugla left, Thokig pass in the middle, Lobuche east in the background.

For lunch I have macaroni and cheese and a steaming hot orange tea. It’s getting colder as mist moves in from the valley below. My strategy for Thokig pass is to go at it relentlessly. I tell myself the less I stop the faster I’ll get to the top. The gradient is brutal. Umberto seems unfazed and very relaxed as he scrambles past me up the rock path. I tell myself it’s because he doesn’t have a camera to carry. The uphill struggle seems never ending but after half an hour of climbing we’re at the top.

Dhugla
Wayne passing over the Dudh Koshi at Dhugla.
Cholatse
One of the longest prayer flag ropes on the EBC trek at Dhugla.
Dhugla
Another group leaving Dhugla towards Thokig pass.
Ama Dablam
Close up of Ama Dablam from Dhugla.
Tabuche
Tabuche and Cholatse from Thokig pass.
Thokig
The top of Thokig pass. Ama Dablam to the left and Dhugla far below. Our guide, Nga-wang approaching in the middle.
Peak
Tabuche surrounded by clouds.

Climbers’ Memorial

A miserable cold wind greets us at the top of the pass. The view back down the valley is wondrous. Only the high peaks peek through the rolling mist clouds. Wayne, who has been here numerous times before, gives us a brief background of the memorial to dead climbers and sherpas. I stumble upon the Kazakhstan climbers’ memorial and see the name of Anatoli Boukreev. He was very much at the centre of the 1996 Everest disaster, to only die a year later in an avalanche on Annapurna.

Climbers' Memorial
Prayer flags at the Climbers’ Memorial.

Climbers' Memorial

Kangtega
Kangtega and Thamserku from the Climbers’ Memorial.
Ama Dablam
Ama Dablam from the Climbers’ Memorial
Chilling
Three dudes just chilling between the clouds. Wayne, Ryan and Umberto.
Climbers' Memorial
Climbers’ Memorial
Climbers' Memorial
Climbers’ Memorial, Thokig Pass.

After resting a while the frigid wind moves us briskly along and we enter a new, breath taking world which consists of rock, water, ice, wind and precious little oxygen. It’s the Khumbu Glacier. The glacier is to our right but we can’t see it due to us walking in a shallow valley on the western side of it. Soon Pumori (7165m), Lingtren (6749m), and Nuptse (7861m) make their appearances. An amphitheatre of rock and chiselled ice eight kilometres ahead signal the turning point of our trek and the border between Nepal and Tibet. We’ve arrived at the top of the world.

Nuptse
Nuptse (7861m)
Khumbu Glacier
Entering the Khumbu Glacier with Pumori, Lingtren and Nuptse from left to right.
Pumori
Pumori (7161m)
Lingtren
Lingtrin to the left. (6749m).
Nuptse
Nuptse from Lobuche.
Khumbu Glacier
Pumori, Lingtren from close to Lobuche.

Lobuche

Two hours later we trudge into Lobuche. Our lodge, the Hotel Peak XV, isn’t brilliant. Our room on the second floor is small. The whole building is constructed from flimsy materials. Each movement and step, wherever it might be in the building, is heard and felt. It’s noisy. It’s easy to follow conversations next door. The toilets are a mess with water spilled all over the cubicles. The tea room is stuffy and crammed. Water is expensive. Maybe I’m not feeling too well? I do feel irritated and restless. I don’t recognise it but the altitude gained affects my mood.

After afternoon tea I go lie on my bed. I’m too tired to even take off my hiking boots or wet clothes. I can’t fall asleep. The moment my body relaxes I suddenly gasp for air, which wakes me up and the whole sequence starts again. Exasperated I finally force myself out of bed to wash before night falls and it becomes too cold to change clothes.  Washing is a dreary affair with wet wipes. It’s too cold and too expensive to take the risk of a cold shower. It’s now five days since I’ve had a proper wash.

Wayne’s World

After sharing a room with Des for the first section of the trek I now share with Wayne. I’m lucky on this trip. Neither he nor Des snores. Wayne is a colourful, affable character. He’s always busy with something, talks a lot, is a bottomless pit of information and has a real passion for the Himalaya because he’s infatuated by its grandeur, mystique and ever changing landscapes. He’s also an avid birder. It’s comforting to have someone like him with so much experience on the team. Very few things get him down and he’s always joking around. A breath of positivity really helps in these trying conditions.

As I lie in bed after dinner I can’t help to pine for my luxuries. First price would be a decent toilet and uninterrupted sleep. Tomorrow it’s upwards and onwards to Gorak Shep and Everest Base Camp. Although I’m surrounded by unsurpassed natural beauty I realise that my body is now in a battle for survival. The next few days will be tough.

EJ

The Himalayas (Part 2) | Namche Bazaar to Dingboche

Distance: 14.9km
Vertical altitude gain: 970m/3200ft
Price of a 1 liter water in:
           Kathmandu: Rs50 (Nepalese rupees)
           Namche Bazaar: Rs150
           Dingboche: Rs200
Duration: 2 days

Namche Bazaar

We’re up early for a sunrise shoot at the Everest view point a kilometre away from the lodge we stay at in Namche Bazaar. It’s cold outside. I’m not feeling too well. I didn’t drink a drop of liquor the night before and yet I have the symptoms of a hangover. It seems the first night sleeping at 11300ft ASL. had an adverse effect on me. I find it odd as I have slept before on the Drakensberg at 10500ft without any discomfort.

Namche Bazaar
Panorama of Namche Bazaar from close to the helicopter landing port.

The previous afternoon we had spent our time shopping and exploring Namche Bazaar. Namche is the main trading centre and hub for the Khumbu region. The town is popular with trekkers, especially for altitude acclimatization, and is the gateway to the high Himalaya. It has a number of lodgings and stores catering to the needs of visitors as well as a number of internet cafés and coffee shops.

Trekking
Namche Bazaar town centre.

You can still buy all sorts of hiking gear here but at a premium. Our tour leader Wayne knows his way around town and leads us to the cosy Café de 8848 and Illy Espresso Bar in the centre of town. We savour our cappuccinos and treat ourselves with a delightful tiramisu.

Out of breath at Namche Bazaar

Afterwards I climb to the helicopter viewpoint to get an aerial view of Namche. I’m surprised at the effort required to climb the little hill. Climbing up the stairs leaves me completely out of breath. The view down to town is totally worth it though. I can’t think of another town that has a more spectacular location and view than Namche. Mist that moved in during the afternoon unfortunately prevents me from seeing Kongde Ri (6187m) to the west and Thamserku (6623m) to the east.

Sunrise view south down the valley we came up from | Everest view point

As we make our way up the steps the next morning to the Everest view point the previous day’s exertion and altitude gain immediately turn my legs to jelly and my lungs to that of a heaving dog. It’s only a kilometre away from our lodge but takes almost twenty minutes to reach. We’re out of luck as the mist has not cleared. We are supposed to have a breath taking 270 degree view of the surrounding mountains but instead we look at dull clouds. I nevertheless manage to capture a decent image of the valley down below from where we came the previous day.

Views for days

Back at the lodge after breakfast we stow away unnecessary items to save weight. We’ll make our way past Namche Bazaar on the return journey. It’s rush hour as we leave the lodge just past eight o’clock. It seems everyone had the same idea for a departure time. As the sun finally burns the mist away we can see Thamserku in all her glory towering 10000ft above us.

Thamserku
Thamserku in the early morning sunshine.

Coming round a corner in the path after twenty minutes of hiking from Namche a view greets us that leaves everybody in awe. Up the valley to the north, far in the distance is Everest and Lhotse, a bit more right is Ama Dablam; a mountain that basically dominates the whole Everest Base Came Trek, and to the right Thamserku. Crepuscular rays cut into the valley, framing the ridges of Thamserku’s lower slopes. It’s beyond belief how deep and steep this valley is. Snow and ice are chiselled by the wind into sharp ridges on the upper slopes of Thamserku. How on earth does snow cling to these vertical cliffs?

View
Still more than 20km away. Nuptse, Everest and Lhotse.

 

Hikers dwarfed by Thamserku.

 

The deep gorge leading to Everest View Hotel. Thamserku on the right.

I spend a while here, taking photos, taking it all in. I have to pinch myself. For the first time on this trip I can feel and see that I’m finally in the Himalayas. From here the path follows the contour with very little altitude gain or loss. It’s paved. The early morning’s hiker bottleneck soon disappears as we hang a bit back. We get beautiful photo opportunities of stupas that line the route with Ama Dablam in the background.

Stupa on the way to Tengboche.

 

Porters
Our three young porters carrying more than 30kg each.

The real God’s Window

Two hours later we reach the Everest View Hotel for tea and snacks. There’s not a breath of wind and the white peaks pierce the cloudless sky. We have a panoramic view of Taboche (6367m), Everest, Lhotse, Ama Dablam and Thamserku. While sipping my orange tea I can’t peel my eyes from these mountains.

Everest view hotel
Taboche, Everest, Lhotse and Ama Dablam.

 

Tengboche
Tengboche dwarfed by the massive Lhotse south face.

 

Peak
Thamserku. 6623m.

 

Trekkers
Ama Dablam. 6812m. The prettiest mountain in the world.

 

Everest far left, Lhotse and Ama Dablam. The pass going up to Tengboche can be seen bottom left.

A nasty little section lies ahead. We need to lose 400 meters to the valley floor far down below before climbing those 400 meters back up to Tengboche. During the downhill section I pass lots of trekkers going uphill. It seems like hard work. Grimly I realise that I’ll also have to climb here on the way back. A little bit tired and hungry I decide to go down as fast as possible, leaving the group behind me.

At the bottom off the pass is the village of Phunke Tenga which has water driven prayer wheels. Asmit, our guide, has gone ahead of us there earlier. Without trouble I spot him at the café where he is waiting for us to have lunch. “Lekker lekker!” he welcomes me. I smile. The Nepalese are the friendliest people I’ve ever come across.

Porter
Porter carrying plastic bottles. A very awkward load as it snags on tree branches.

 

Ama Dablam.

 

Shop
A young boy tending his family’s shop. It seems Nepalese kids do chores from the moment they can walk.

Drink, drink, drink!

Adequate hydration is essential at higher altitudes. Drinks included in our package for breakfast, lunch and dinner are lemon tea, ginger and honey tea, three teas, orange tea, black tea, masala tea and hot chocolate. Luckily I love tea and it therefore helps me a lot with hydration. Per day I have at least seven cups of tea. Thus with tea alone I drink each day about 1.4 liters of liquid. I also drink a 1 litre bottle of water before departure each morning, carry 1.5 liters of water during the day and then drink another litre when I  arrive at the next lodge. This brings my water intake per day to about five liters without batting an eye. The recommended water intake for high altitude trekkers is three to five liters per day.

The menus on the trek cater for a wide variety of diets. You can order at most places anything from fries, pizza, dhal bat (rice with lentils), Himalayan bread and various soups to vegetarian hamburgers. It’s recommended to stay away from meat.

Kantega
Kangtega. 6782m.

After lunch we go through another checkpoint and then the climb to Tengboche starts. It’s an arduous two hour long climb only made better by Kangtega (6685m) keeping a watchful eye on our snail’s pace progress. The pass tops out at 3860m / 12660ft.

Tengboche
Everest and Lhotse from Tengboche.

A much closer view of Everest and Lhotse greet us from the Tengboche Monastery. The monastery is the largest gompa in the Khumbu region of Nepal. In 1934 it was destroyed by an earthquake and was subsequently rebuilt. In 1989 it was destroyed for a second time by a fire and then rebuilt with the help of volunteers and international assistance.

Deboche

With daylight fading fast we make our way down the path to Deboche (3820m), a half hour’s hike away. We check into the Paradise Lodge. The tea room is steaming hot and we have a lovely dinner after a long day’s hike. The rooms are the coldest, noisiest and least comfortable thus far encountered on the trek.

Paradise lodge in the morning.

It’s too cold to even bother with a cold shower so wet wipes has to suffice. It’s also here where I first make my acquaintance with the “wet” toilet. Going to the toilet is by far the grimmest task in this part of the world. Up until Dingboche we would still find western toilets but they don’t flush with a handle…you need to scoop water (in most cases with a rusted can) from a larger water container and flush it down the toilet. This system always leave the toilet stall wet with water sprayed everywhere. Toilet paper can also not be flushed down these toilets and has to be thrown in an open bin next to the toilet in the stall. The ultimate ordeal was Gorak Shep (5100m) that also used this system but with a squat toilet.

Deboche was the first evening where I started to struggle with sleep. As I fell asleep my breathing would become shallow, causing me to suddenly gasp for air just as I was entering dream land. Later in the trip I would fall asleep without trouble but in the mornings after 3am I would wake up and this process would continue ad nauseum until the sun rose and I finally could get up and out of bed.

Onwards and upwards

As the first sunrays hits the frosted corrugated roof of the lodge, water cascades over the roof’s edge. Today is an eight hour trek to Dingboche (4412m) with a 700 vertical metre altitude gain. On the eastern side of the river we walk in the crisp shade through an ethereal forest of copper beech, juniper and pine. Moss strands give the Rhododendron forest a spooky feel. At the end of the forest we cross over to the western side of the Dudh Koshi with Ama Dablam giving a dramatic backdrop for the newly built suspension bridge.

Dudh Koshi
Dudh Koshi with Ama Dablam.

Now the trail gently climbs toward Pangboche where we have lunch. Ama Dablam across the gorge dominates the sky line and we can see climbers near the 6856m high summit. After Pangboche we finally move out of the tree line at 4000 meters. Our pace slows down due to us breathing heavily and the constant stops to take photos.

Ama Dablam
Ama Dablam close to Pangboche.

 

Tengboche
Looking back towards Tengboche Monastery.

 

Ama Dablam
Ama Dablam from Pangboche.

 

Porters
Our porters keeping it “cool” while taking a break. Each carrying three 14kg duffel bags tied together.

It’s a beautiful world

I make use of the slower pace to film a video for friends and family back home. The wind is picking up but the sky is still cloudless. Soon after this we again cross the Dudh Koshi at its confluence with the Imja River coming from the Island Peak valley. It isn’t far now to Dingboche. Massive glacial moraines slither from Ama Dablam’s slopes like lava flows. The colour of the sky is a deeper blue than I’ve ever seen before.

Flowers
These Gentian flowers grow all along the way to Dingboche.

 

Porter
A porter making his way to Dingboche.

 

Confluence
Nuptse ridge with Lhotse, and the Dudh Koshi and Imja rivers confluence in the foreground.

 

Moraine
The many faces of Ama Dablam.

 

River
Dudh Koshi River flowing from Everest.

 

Lhotse
The mighty Lhotse south face.

At last after a whole day of trekking we get to Dingboche. It’s situated on the valley floor next to the Imja River coming from Island Peak, surrounded by Ama Dablam, Taboche and Lhotse to the north.  We check into the Moonlight Lodge, by far the best lodge on the whole trip. Excellent hospitality from the owner, Ram, en suite western toilets, albeit with the “”wet” system and lovely spacious south facing rooms.

Town
Dingboche. On the left the path leading up the “koppie” to the 5100m high viewpoint.

 

Mountains
Looking back from Dingboche to Thamserku. Afternoon mist rolling in.

 

Kids
Two boys playing in Dingboche.

 

Ama Dablam
Ama Dablam as the afternoon mist moves in.

In the afternoon I do some washing in freezing cold water. I can live with dirty shirts and pants, but to stick my feet into wet, damp, smelly socks in the morning is just too much to bear. After a warm and filling dinner we brave the cold outside to make use of a cloudless sky for night photography. The northern hemisphere’s night sky looks completely different and it’s weird to not see the Southern Cross in its usual place.

Taboche
Taboche with Dingboche stupa in the foreground.

Rest day

Three members of our team would turn around after Dingboche but they still had one climb to do the next morning. With Asmit they left at 3am for the 700m / 2300ft climb to the 5100m high viewpoint above Dingboche. They wanted to reach it before sunrise to have good photo opportunities. Blissful I lay snug in my sleeping bag as Des got up in the dark to get dressed. My early morning climb would only come later at Kala Patthar (5550m). We couldn’t do this one as we had to acclimatize for the remaining climb to Everest base camp.

Ama Dablam
Ama Dablam.

 

Island Peak
Island Peak. 6189m.

 

Dingboche
Dingboche from the “koppie”.

I may as well have gotten up then as my early morning breathlessness resumed. I also had a headache. At 14432ft I definitely felt the altitude. It was a good thing that we had a rest day planned in Dingboche. In the morning we would however climb an 800ft high “koppie” next to town for acclimatization, breaching 15000ft for the first time.

Taboche
Taboche and Cholatse from the “koppie”.

On the way up we meet our three companions as they make their way back down from their summit climb. They are exhausted but also exhilarated after seeing a spectacular sunrise from the high viewpoint.

Kangtega
Trekking team mate Ryan Lynx taking in the scenery.

 

Lhotse
Lhotse with prayer flags.

 

Taboche
Blown away by Taboche and Cholatse.

 

Dingboche
Paddies in Dingboche.
Dingboche
Lhotse, Island Peak and Ama Dablam tower above Dingboche.

The rest day is very welcome. After our early morning hike I spend the whole day relaxing in the tea house. In the afternoon we find a small coffee shop close to our lodge and are then treated to a surreal sunset with dusky-sunset-pink clouds swirling around an orange glowing Lhotse face.

Taboche
Afternoon mist moving in over Taboche.

 

Lhotse
Lhotse south face glowing in the afternoon sun.

 

Dingboche
Surreal light at sunset with south face of Lhotse peeking through a gap in the clouds.

The next day we would set off for Lobuche in the Khumbu glacier. We we’re quickly making our way towards 5000m ASL.