I am hopeful: I had a reasonable night's sleep. I probably slept 6-7 hours, out of 13 laying in the dark. I am afraid that I am keeping Paul up, or worse that I have given him my cold. I am definitely coughing more than anyone else left. If I can make it through today, then everything else will be downhill.
The snow of earlier in the week is still on the ground here: it has not gotten above freezing since it fell. Where the sun hits it, the snow melts during the day, but then freezes again at night. In spots sheltered from direct sunlight, the snow sits on the ground.
Across the glacier we
can see an
icefall: not the Khumbu Icafall that Everest climbers must negotiate,
but just a little icefall coming in the side. |
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Icafall |
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As the
trail rounds
the corner to Gorak Shep, the way before us comes into view. Gorak
Shep is down steeply a hundred feet or
so, then Kala Patthar rises 1000 feet behind. Normally
1000 feet is nothing -- I could run up that.
But
today it just looks impossible.
I
am making up my mind that I will go go
Gorak Shep and then wait for the others to climb Kala Patthar and
return.
Then Paul says he can
go no
further, and
needs to turn back with one of our sherpas. Turn
back now, or keep going to the top? I
decide that I had best turn back as well. |
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Gorak Shep and Kala
Patthar |
So Paul and I bid goodbye to the rest of the group and turn around. Suddenly everything becomes much more difficult. Going downhill is a challenge, and the short sections of uphill on the way back become almost insurmountable. The hike back to camp is the most challenging of the whole trip, for Paul and me both.
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Base Camp (Left) and
Everest (Right Center) |
Heard
that Wes and
Ellen were evacuated by helicopter back to Kathmandu, and that they are now
OK.
They are staying at some
picturesque villages
off the main tourist track.
That sounds pretty
good, compared to where we are now.