Today in Kathmandu
As luck would have it, we’ve landed back in Kathmandu just in time for Nepal’s first-ever country wide election. The elections for Parliament, happening today, mark the beginning of the end for the country’s royal family. The newly elected parliament is expected as first business to oust the monarchy, and elect a president for a standard democracy. There has been lots of intrigue about the election here, as nothing of this type has ever taken place. The government even went so far as to impose an almost total curfew, no cars are allowed on the road, most businesses are closed. It’s really pretty eery to see a country so completely shut down. Luckily, we were able to find a restaurant open for lunch, and now we’ve stumbled upon an internet cafe.
Other Everest Stuff
We have some great pictures from our Everest Trek… unfortunately we’ll have to wait until we get home (in a couple of weeks) to post them up. Bandwidth is at a serious premium here, it would probably take a week to upload!
In the meantime, a some more details and a couple of stories about our trip.
A detailed itinerary of our trek can be found here.
Basically, the trek is about two weeks long, and follows a high basin up to the foot of Mount Everest. We hiked every day, even the the two “rest days” that Mira was so fond of
How much hiking you do each day depends largely upon your need to acclimatize to the elevation. Towards the beginning of the hike, we put in some longer days (6-7 hours). As you get to higher elevation (13,000 ft +), you need to be very careful about how much elevation you gain, and our itinerary erred on the side of caution, so we would only hike for 2-3 hours. On the way down, the sky was the limit, and we ended up hiking nearly all day.
Our group consisted of a head guide (Buddhi), assistant guide (Devraj), and three porters (Krishna, Dendu, Gunkumar), and our trekkers (Mira, Dennis, Brian, Mike (from North Carolina), and John (from Louisiana)). We spent every waking hour together, and didn’t have a single conflict. Not too shabby!
Each night, we stayed in a “lodge” of varying comfort levels. Generally, the higher you got the less comfortable you were. A lodge consists of individual bedrooms and a single shared common room where you spend your non-sleeping hours. Being very cold, the main attraction of the lodge is invariably the stove, centrally located in the common room. Below tree level, the stove used wood fuel, after that we turned to the much less attractive yak dung as the fuel source. Yes, you read that right, yak dung. Lord knows there was plenty of it around! We spent the majority of our downtime sitting around the fire, chatting or reading or playing cards. We were in bed at about 8 o’clock every night. And we would start our day around 6 or 6:30. Farmer’s hours!
The Everest trek winds through Sherpa country, a group of people that has become famous for their exploits in climbing Everest and other high peaks. They are (rightfully) known as the Himalayan Tigers, very strong and loyal. They were quite friendly with tourists, though we found out after the trip that this hospitality did not extend to the porters, who are considered third class citizens (despite being the ones doing all of the work).
We ate better than expected on the trek, as we were able to order each meal individually from a fairly comprehensive (though quite unimaginative) menu. Only Dennis dared order meat, after we saw the dead animals making their way up the mountain, on the back of a 10 year old kid! Primarily, we ate soup, pasta, eggs, pizzas, and momos (local version of dumplings). Tea and soup are especially good for high-altitude trekking, and we consumed more of these things than we ever though possible. If we never see another cup of tea again it will be too soon! Well, for me anyway. Mira is a tea snob eager to get back to her prized Pu Er
The most common form of transport on the trail was the almighty Yak. You’ll see some pictures of these guys, they’re basically like small bulls. They load these big boys up and herd them up and down the trail. For serious expeditions, they’ll load up dozens of them and send the gear to the Base Camp. For their size and strength, they are amazingly docile and well-mannered. When they come, however, you quickly get out of the way, as they’re easily 600+ pounds and have big sharp horns. Sometimes we waited for 15+minutes for a pack to go by. They don’t move very quickly, and needed constant encouragement (in the form of yelling, whipping, and rock throwing) to proceed onward. Luckily, they all wear big bells, so you can hear them coming from a mile away. Very cool animals.
A cousin of the Yak, at least in terms of job description, was the porter. There are many, many people out there who make a living carrying things up and down the trail. As there are no roads, all of the provisions for lodges and trekking groups are carried by these guys. They put a huge load on their back, carrying much of the weight on their head, then walk faster than us meek unburdened tourists. All for about a buck or two a day. Very tough dudes!
Mira will tell some of the stories from our trip….