in search of Sagarmatha - blizzard of '77

up up and away!

from Namche Bazaar onwards the altitude begins to tell. Tengboche, Pangboche, Dingboche, Lobuche, and finally Gorak Shep; everyday the path leads further upward. the result? less oxygen and more cold.

and it also meant that while at lower heights we would get rain, it began to snow.

usually snow conjures up images of fun and christmas: snowmen, snowball fights and what not; we rarely think about the destructive side of it. and it is certainly not fun when you are snowed in with no form of heating at night and nowhere to go and nothing to do.

like what i experienced at Dingboche.

day before

day after

i had never seen so much snow in my life, and especially not so much snowfall in such a short period of time! well, the outcome was that i was forced to stay put at Dingboche for 2 nights extra freezing my ass off. what a holiday.

- to be continued -