It wasn’t the trip I was hoping for but, in a weird way, it was the trip I had planned for. No one plans to fail, to get sick, to take pretty drastic measures to get down from a mountain safely. But here I am, a few hours discharged from a hospital in Kathmandu after... Continue Reading →
Everest base camp in numbers
I wore a Garmin Vivofit device to track my steps and distance over the 11 days of my Everest Base Camp trek, which was handy because it's waterproof and doesn't need charging. Unfortunately, it doesn't log floors climbed or elevation. These stats represent all movement for the day, which included any down time in villages... Continue Reading →
Finding my Everest
2 November 2017 Today was the day. A long hard trek to Gorak Shep and then onto EBC after lunch. It promised to be cold and hard. A light snow had fallen overnight in Lobuche at 4,940m. It was an early start at 6.30am for breakfast. I was a bundle of anticipation and apprehension, scared... Continue Reading →
Freezing my arse off in Lobuche
1 November 2017 It’s fucking cold. We’re in Lobuche at 4,940m. I have no appetite, I’m tired all the time but sleeping is difficult. I was supposed to go on an acclimatisation hike this afternoon after we arrived but I piked. Chuda was trying to psych me up to do it, it was only an... Continue Reading →