Asia | Nepal – Expedition life
Same goes for trying to describe expedition life, even for so small a party as we are.
Were camped here, in the middle of nowhere, closest houses about 4 hour hike away, over some pretty rough terrain, with Ama Dablam and Ombigaichan towering majestically above us.
There are 3 little tents, 1 mess tent, we have nice sleeping bags and walk around in shirt sleeves when the sun is out but take out our duvet jackets as soon as the sun is going down. Cold!
The tents freeze over on the inside at night because of the condensation. Its even so cold at night that the last thing you want to do is go outside to have a pee… but Mother Nature is merciless, with all the drinking we do at day to prevent dehydration, you have to go at least once… but theres a solution to everything: the peebottle!
I must admit, I wont get as comfy as the guys who can just hang it in there while lying down in theire sleeping bag and give it a go, but even being able to stay in the tent (though outside your sleeping bag) is a lot warmer than out there! It does take a bit of practice though…
Bottle is not big enough to get a 2nd go, so then its outside…allthough you go out and want to get this over with as quick as possible, once out there I get mesmerised by the millions and millions of stars shining out there in the ink black sky, only threatened by the brightness of the beautiful moon watching over these mountains…
Were next to a small flood that is partially frozen but provides us with the necessary water for cooking and the occassional wash and all we can see close around us is rocks, rocks, rocks… Big rocks, small rocks, rocks. Over the centuries some of them have been ground to the sand we camp on, but every night, we hear some more of the rocks hurtling down the slopes. At first it sounds as if a heavy cargo train is passing by, but this is so absurd a thought that youre quickly forced to accept the truth of those big blocks of granite rumbling down and quickly enough, you get used to it.
Victors preparing for tomorrow, Sonams watching Ombigaichan, Charless out walking, Jo reading while I write all this down.
Life is strange. But wonderful.