You may have noticed that it’s been a few weeks since my last update – that’s because Shannon and I have been busy trekking through the Nepali Himalayas. For the past two weeks we’ve been hiking through freezing cold, high altitudes to reach Everest Base Camp.
Why? You ask.
In the words of George Mallory “Because, It’s there.”
We signed up for this trip months ago – before we even left the states, and to be honest, ever since then I’ve wondered if we would actually make it. It’s not just the seven long days of up hill hiking, or the four even longer days of downhill hiking. It’s the altitude – you reach well over 5000 meters, the freezing cold nights, and the mental stress. Everest is exhausting- mind and body.
I’m not in the best shape and I had no idea how my body would handle the altitude. I worried constantly that I would have to turn back before reaching our ultimate goal. With each passing helicopter- flying out some other victim of altitude sickness, I fretted more.
I decided to take it one day at a time – and when that became to much, I took it one hill at a time. Finally, as the air got thinner and each step became a task, I just focused on putting one foot in front of the other. One step. Two Steps. Ten.
Soon, I had walked 20 meters. Then I was at the top of the hill. After an endless day, I had finally reached the hotel. Day after endless day slowly passed and then one day we were there, after over 50 hours of hiking, we were at Everest Base Camp.
5, 364 meters above sea level.
I was cold. I was tired. My head hurt and I was only moments away from being totally miserable.
But suddenly, I was exhilarated. I had done something I never thought possible. I had pushed my body more than I ever had in the past. I was standing, if not at the ceiling of the world, at least at the second floor.
I had climbed my own Everest.
I will be back all this week with the day by day description of our Everest Trek.