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    • Gün 11

      ALLE’S new clothes

      3 Ekim 2023, Nepal ⋅ ☁️ 8 °C

      We got to Khote which is a cute small village in the middle of the Hinku valley.
      ALLE and I shared a plate of momos for lunch which were yummy.
      It’s a lot colder up here and decided that ALLE needed some new warm clothes. Maree and I walked to a tiny shop selling a few things and I found this great jacket for him.Okumaya devam et

    • Gün 22

      Trekking Tag 6: nochmal akklimatisieren

      28 Nisan, Nepal ⋅ ☀️ 1 °C

      Der heutige Tag diente der Akklimatisation. Nach dem üblichen Frühstück, das immer grösser wird, da wir mittlerweile ständig hungrig sind. Wenn wir nicht laufen sind essen wir 😉 Also starten wir unsere kleine Tour auf den benachbarten „Hügel“ der etwa bei 5500m endet. Der Aufstieg war auch eine Völkerwanderung, da praktisch jeder diese Wanderung machte. Angi stieg auf 4600m auf und ich bis auf 4850m was unserem morgigen Ziel entspricht.
      Mittagessen und ab in die Sonne chillen. Morgen sollten wir ins Eisgebiet kommen.
      Okumaya devam et

    • Gün 23

      Trekking Tag 7: Immer weiter nach oben

      29 Nisan, Nepal ⋅ ☀️ -1 °C

      Wie immer hiess es heute „breakfast at 7 a.m leaving at 7.30 a.m“. Wir waren unglaublich motiviert, denn schliesslich hiess jeder Schritt weiter hinauf einen Schritt näher ans Basecamp. Leider entwickelten bei mir recht schnell wieder starke Kopfschmerzen, sodass wir nur langsam voran kamen. Die Landschaft dagegen war atemberaubend! Hohen Berge wohin man blickt und eine Art Gras—Steppe so weit das Auge reichte. Nach einer abenteuerlichen Flussüberquerung erreichten wir nach ca 3 Stunden unseren Zmittags-Platz. Zum ersten Mal namen wir aufgrund des Windes und der extremen Sonne drinnen Platz. Nach Minz-Tee und je einem Teller Spaghetti mit Tomatensauce machten wir uns auf den Weg in Richtung Lobuche. Diesen steinigen und steilen Weg mit Kopfschmerzen zu bewältigen war wirklich alles andere als einfach. Aber wir haben es geschafft. Oben angekommen namen wir uns Zeit die verschiedenen Everest Memorials anzuschauen, ein wirklich berührender, aber auch magischer Ort. Danach gings noch für ca eine Stunde weiter über steinige Wege, bis wir Mitte Nachmittag Lobuche auf 4910 m.ü.M erreichten. Nachdem wir in unserem doch relativ gemütlichen Zimmer eingecheckt hatten, gabs zur Stärkung Minz-Tee und Momos 😋 Und wir lernten Lukas aus Frankreich kennen. Er kam gerade vom Mera Peak und war ebenfalls schon mit Dendi unserem Guide unterwegs. Wir verbrachten einen gemütlichen Abend zusammen und natürlich hat Dendi noch Tobis Rucksack unterschrieben. Später kuschelten wir uns in unsere Schlafsäcke. Nur noch einmal schlafen, dann geht‘s ins Basecamp!Okumaya devam et

    • Gün 24

      Trekking Tag 8: Everest Basecamp 🫶

      30 Nisan, Nepal ⋅ ☀️ -5 °C

      Heute ist es endlich soweit! Das Everest Bascamp liegt einen Tagesmarsch vor uns. Wir starteten den Tag wie jeden: „same same 07.00 breakfast 7.30 ready to go“. Nach ca. einer Stunde schaute ich auf meine Uhr und wir waren schon gut über 5000 m.ü.M. - nun haben wir also auch diese Marke geknackt. Wir liefen langsam durch Landschaften, die etwas an Star Wars erinnerten. Immer noch eher leicht bekleidet wegen der warmen Sonne und nach knapp 3 Stunden, weil es auf den engen und steinigen Wegen zu Stau kam, erreichten wir unser späteres Nachtlager in Gorkha Shep auf 5100 m.ü.M.
      Kurz ausruhen, Lunch und umpacken. Nur noch etwa 2 Stunden bis zum Basecamp! Wir starteten natürlich super motiviert, aber die Höhe machte uns das erste Mal wirklich etwas zu schaffen. Dann endlich hinter dem nächsten Hügel konnten wir es sehen, weiterkämpfen und knapp unter 2 Stunden waren wir an unsrem Ziel, dem Everest Bascamp! ENatürlich zuerst das WC ausprobieren 😉 Dann Fotos gemacht und einfach die Stimmung und die Umgebung aufgesogen. Schliesslich wurde heute ein Traum war!
      Leider mussten wir uns auch wieder verabschieden und den doch anstrengenden Weg wieder zurücklaufen. Todmüde, aber auch sehr glücklich wieder zurück in Gorkha zum Znacht und zur letzten Nacht auf dieser Höhe.
      Okumaya devam et

    • Gün 11

      Trekking til Pikey Peak og Junbesi

      17 Mart, Nepal ⋅ ☁️ 7 °C

      Vi har nu haft fire vandredage i Himalaya 🥾

      Den første dag stod på en let vandretur på en 4-5 timer (fra Dhap til Jhabre). Hele vejen blev vi fulgt af en hund, som så lidt medtaget ud. Vi kaldte ham Gustav. Gustav tog simpelthen med hen og overnattede ved vores tehus i Jhabre. I tehuset faldt vi i snak med en flok jævnaldrende tyskere, samt en østrigsk kvinde, som alle skal ud på nogenlunde den samme rute ved 'Pikey peak'.

      Dagen derpå forsøgte Gustav at følge med os videre, men vi fik ham til at blive tilbage. Dagen stod på et længere og hårdere trek, hvor vi skulle gå i 7-8 timer med en masse højdemeter. Her skulle vi ende ved 'basecamp' til Pikey peak og overnatte i et tehus beliggende i ca. 3700 m.o.h. På vejen spiste vi frokost ved et lokalt lille køkken, og her mødte vi igen tyskerne... - og Gustav! Han var simpelthen fulgt med dem, så nu begyndte han at være langt hjemmefra 😅 Heldigvis kom en flok trekkere den modsatte vej, og Gustav gik nu med dem, så forhåbentligt kommer han godt hjem igen 🤞🏻 I basecampen var der masser liv og sniksnak om aftenen. Her boede vi bl.a. sammen med tyskerne fra tidligere, et par amerikanere og nogle mountainbikere. Alle skulle tidligt op, for at kunne nå op til solopgang på Pikey peak dagen derpå 🌻

      Som sagt så gjort; i går stod vi op, så vi var klar til at gå kl. 4.30, så vi kunne se solopgangen på toppen (4067 m.o.h). Der var helt stjerneklart, og vi kæmpede os op af bjerget iklædt varmt tøj og pandelygter. Kl. 5.40 var vi fremme på toppen, og hold nu op en udsigt! Her havde vi den smukkeste morgen med udsigt over til store bjergkæder; og nåhr ja, så kunne vi da også se Mount Everest 😎

      Herefter skulle vi egentlig bare gå ned ad i ca. To timer, og så var vi fremme ved et nyt tehus (i Jasmane Bhanjyang), hvor vi skulle have en rigtig slappe-dappe-dag. Vi fik læst, sovet lur, og badet (okay, vi fik en spand varm vand og sæbe), og så spiste vi en masse 'momo', som er en slags Tibetansk dumpling 🥟

      I dag er vi gået videre til bjergbyen Junbesi (5-6 timers trek). Da vi vågnede i morges, var det overskyet, og mens vi spiste morgenmad så vi et par enkelte snefnug falde. Sneen tog dog til, og de første timer gik vi i snevejr, og undervejs fik vi brug for kæder om skoene, så vi ikke skøjtede rundt Heldigvis var det kun i en kort strækning, at det var nødvendigt. Vi fik frokost i et tehus på vejen. Her var der tændt op i brændeovnen og vi kunne varme samt tørre os selv og vores grej, inden vores videre færd. Efter nogle timer i støvregn kom vi endelig frem til tehuset i Junbesi. Her mødte vi igen tyskerne og østrigeren, så det er smadder hyggeligt, at man efterhånden kender hinanden. Nu sidder vi i fællesrummet, nogle spiller kort, andre læser, og nogle tyske pensionister har købt øl fra hjemlandet. Det kan altså noget det her trekkingliv 🥾😁⛰️
      Okumaya devam et

    • Gün 12

      Day 12: Goli Gumba to Pikey Pk Base Camp

      1 Nisan, Nepal ⋅ ☀️ 17 °C

      Three whole kilometres of flat ground? Surely an April Fools' joke, we thought, but no. A gentle start from Goli Gumba eased us into the day's walking until we reached a dusty ascent, where some locals who were trying to kick a motorbike into gear (at 3000 m of all places) took an interest in us, and resulted in a bit of a bizarre selfie. What followed was a moderate climb through mossy, enchanting woods, which seemed to be dripping in colour: of red rhododendrons, blue blooms of flowers, rich in green shrubs, and bountiful in butterflies, especially given the altitude.

      The journey was honestly a peaceful and enjoyable one, and it felt like no time at all until we'd pulled into a little teahouse for some chow mein lunch at 3400 m, with the growing Himalayan range staring back at us. The Nepalese who we came across at that teahouse were exceptionally hardy people, and we saw the old lady who we figured must've been in her eighties and a lama at the adjoining monastery, hauling a giant basket of firewood up the steps all while balancing the load with nothing more than her head (!) I don't know about your nan, but my nan struggles to walk in a straight line while carrying a cup of tea in her living room even (bless her), god knows how she'd fare with a ton of bricks on Kilimanjaro (sorry nan.)

      Our final stretch of ascent was drawn out over the next few hours as we battled a shortness of breath due to the dwindling atmospheric oxygen, while passing little patches of ice on our way up to Pikey Peak base camp at an altitude of 3730 m. Here, we were surprised to see one thing, other trekkers?! Where the hell have they come from, and why are there suddenly so many? Realising that we won't be enjoying much solitude beyond this stage, I think we both have renewed cheer for how we'd chosen to do the previous sections, having enjoyed whole teahouses to ourselves literally every day. Still, with the chance to talk to some fluent English speakers, we met a South African couple who'd been travelling for over 2 years straight, survived death from a Laotian bus crash, and where the husband had been an understudy to Archbishop Desmond Tutu back when he worked. Pretty cool. And with that, we set down the shutters and prepared for a 4:30 am awakening to ambush Pikey Peak at dawn.

      P.S. First day without signal so you won't see this as I write it!
      Okumaya devam et

    • Gün 11

      Day 11: Namkheli to Goli Gumba

      31 Mart, Nepal ⋅ ☀️ 16 °C

      Freshly fired up from our morning serving of Nepalese chapatti and honey, we set off for the beautifully clear day with a 1000+ m of ascent in mind before dark. In fact, with the altitude rising ~1200 m in a span of only 3.6 km, there was only one order for how today would go: uphill, uphill, then finally some more uphill.

      But where to incline was where our confusion lay at first; steep, mazey tracks unmarked on our maps criss-crossed the mountainside making it tricky to find a consistent route. Hey, uphill is uphill, we thought, all roads lead to Rome, and kept hauling ourselves up blindly. Luckily, we did find our intended path, and managed to slowly crawl up in elevation, taking occasional shady breaks to discuss nonsense like every member of Bournemouth's championship winning side back in the day.

      Visibility was stunning and once we'd ascended beyond 2450m, we could peer back down into the deep valley out of which we'd emerged, while, in the other direction, a magnificent cast of towering snow-capped characters emerged on the skyline. It was our first true view of the Himalayan massif (and wow they're beautifully big, and beautifully terrifying.)

      Cue some more upward slog and Thomas using the camera's mind boggling zoom abilities to inspect the wildlife's tonsils, and we find ourselves at 3,000 m in Goli Gumba. And good golly (Gumba) indeed, there's no shortage of vantage points nor monasteries up here. Meanwhile, our teahouse for the night is again (and unsurprisingly at this point) completely empty, although the language barrier did result in us accidentally ordering double the amount of food to what we intended (oops). We then marvel at the sunset before I write these rambles* and call it quits until tomorrow.

      *I'm also now preparing to run out into a storm to wangle some signal to upload this footprint, so you better be damn grateful to see this.
      Okumaya devam et

    • Gün 13

      Day 13: Pikey Peak Base Camp to Junbesi

      2 Nisan, Nepal ⋅ ☀️ 15 °C

      Slept up against the outdoor wall of the shack at base camp, I spent the night huddled up with my water filter and electronics in my sleeping bag with me to save them from the bitter cold wind which spilled between the wall's wooden planks. And apart from synchronous 2 am awakenings to glug some icy water and stave off our severe dehydration, we appeared to be clear of any signs of altitude sickness.

      Cue 4:45 am and our plan kicks into action, mashing our things into our bags and throwing on our warmest layers to brave the strong icy crosswind of the dark dawn up to the peak. But we weren't alone, and in fact, we weren't nearly the first people to set off for the summit; the pastel colours of the sky revealing the lengthy line of trekkers making their pilgrimage to look out upon Nepal's 8000-metre monsters on the horizon. Among them: Everest, Lhotse, Annapurna, Dhaulagiri, Makalu, Manaslu, Cho Oyu, Kangchenjunga, all iconic names towering and jostling for space in one big line which seemed to expand from western Nepal one way to the Indian border in the east (though to be honest we struggled picking out exactly which mountain was which). We soaked in the view for a while even after almost every other trekker had moved on (and also after Thomas had made me take a photo of him with literally everything). Once we did decide to move on, Thomas couldn't help but run up the second summit at 4064 m, while I sat and admired looking down on a drifting plane from above.

      Following 500 m of descent, the adrenaline had long worn off, and we stopped for some breakfast to fend off our feelings of being gruesome: having not eaten, nor drank while sweating hard in clammy warm clothes with the sun now shining. Breaking up our brunch to have with some chat with welshman Rob and Portuguese Raul, we took off again to finish our long descent back down into the valley. Other than handing out some chocolate to Nepalese children during a lunch stop, the rest of the day became a simple trundle into the village of Junbesi, where we have struck gold with this gem of a teahouse, albeit containing a very naughty cat who kept trying to steal our dinners. But regardless, had my first hot shower since Kathmandu, and god it feels good to be clean!!
      Okumaya devam et

    • Gün 9

      Day 9: Shivalaya to Deurali

      29 Mart, Nepal ⋅ ☁️ 14 °C

      We were sad to say goodbye to cheerful Shivalaya, and even sadder to say goodbye to our teahouse host, Badar, who took the time to explain the religious and social changes Nepal has been going through over the past 20 years. Most interestingly, Badar explained how he himself was a Buddhist while his wife was a Hindu; something that would've been strictly forbidden under the caste system only two decades ago, as well as touching on other issues such as the impact of the internet on rural life, and the increasing shift to gender balance in Nepal.

      After tipping freely in thanks for his hospitality, we were back on the trail again, and suddenly faced with an unrelenting 1 km ascent up to the village of Deurali, at an altitude of 2705 m. Here's the problem though, my illness had set in even worse today, with periodic sneezing, a sore throat, feverous chills, stomach cramps, and a complete decimation of energy levels to name but a few symptoms. But why has it been so hard to avoid illness so far? We don't know frankly, is it the food, the water, the foreign strains of sickly bacteria you simply can't avoid? Up until now, we've been double purifying our water supply, first using an ultraviolet steripen to disinfect it, followed by a treatment of Chlorine Dioxide solution to be extra sure of its cleanliness. Every time I'd been taking a gulp of our processed water though, it had only been adding to my thirst and further irritating my inflamed throat. I don't know if my body just doesn't agree with Chlorine Dioxide (Thomas has been fine after all), or if I inhaled one gulp of chlorine gas too many in its preparation, but I decided to switch over from chemical treatment to using my water filter with the steripen, which has been much better since.

      Anyhow, the result of all this has been a painfully slow day without much significant progress. Still, Thomas (who enjoyed his healthiest day yet himself) punctuated the uphill heaves of footsteps by immersing himself in the Himalayan biology once again, even spotting a venomous Orange Collared Keelback snake under foot. Calling the day short at Deurali, it's been a quiet evening (again as the only guests here at all!) while I try to sniffle myself back to something resembling a healthy person.
      Okumaya devam et

    • Gün 14

      Day 14: Junbesi to Ringmu

      3 Nisan, Nepal ⋅ ⛅ 16 °C

      Leaving our packs behind in Junbesi, we decided to take a short break out of our trek and instead took a morning stroll up to Thubten Choling, the largest Buddhist monastery in Nepal. A huge untroubled community of nuns and monks living harmoniously in a 3000 m village embellished with intricate colourful ornaments. I have to say, it's the first time I've ever visited any place of religious significance and realised that this could easily be a salvation for its members. We saw the prayer wheels inscribed with mantras rotating due to the cleverly engineered flow of water, while robe-wearing monks roamed between vibrant buildings amid tranquil chiming and all the children seemed to be learning to make pottery at school. After wandering questionably into a very holy looking building, we found a place to buy some prayer flags, beautifully hand painted postcards, and a notebook handmade with an ancient paper making technique. It was such a peaceful place, and honestly, I'm not religious myself, but if I was, Buddhism would be the one for me. (And we did also buy toilet paper there, so maybe that'll make my holes holy after all?)

      Returning to our lodge in Junbesi, we each devoured another of our favourite pizzas yet and some cadbury's we'd wangled at a shop, before making haste in the heat onward on the trail. A stuffy ascent sent us up to Phurtheng, where I decided to stop to enjoy the view over a cup of tea. Here, the host of the teahouse was a very sweet guy, a Sherpa who had lived there his whole life, and entertained our stop by explaining the extent of the traditional route and how the sections from Jiri had suffered hugely in business since most people now choose to fly into Lukla. One thing about him, just as is common with many Nepalis, was just how humble he was, placing his hands together almost in prayer and grinning with a huge smile in response to every 'namaste'. Ending the day with a further down then up through a valley via a hanging bridge, we have called it a day in Ringmu, where a busier teahouse continues to wane our wearies.
      Okumaya devam et

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