Nepal: Orsho 4150m (Day 11)
Although base camp is kinda the whole point of this trip, climbing Kalapathar at 5550m (higher than base camp) was supposed to be the visual highlight, with scenery at the top so spectacular you would be forgiven for bursting out that the hills really were alive, with the sound of music.
I say supposedly, because after the trek the day before, there was no fucking way I was getting up at 4.30am to climb a mountain I had never heard of anyway. So I slept in and met the group for breakfast.
The 3 that did go, came back with descriptive words like ‘nice’ and ‘well worth it’, which justified my decision, because the words used to describe my bed would have sounded more like ‘sensationally warm’ and ‘incredibly comfy’.
After breakfast, we said goodbye to the other half of the group, who had yet to do base camp and would continue on to Gokyo Lakes as a trip extention, and the six of us left began to make the descent home.
I say home, even though my next destination is Europe, because when it’s snowing, cold, windy and cold, Europe in summer is more within my comfort zone. And at that point of exhaustion there are only a few things going through your mind:
1. Thank god we are going downhill.
2. Lying on a beach in Croatia is looking really good right now.
3. It’s funny how the word ‘waterproof’ in a shoeshop in Sydney has no relevance to melted snow puddles in the himalayas.
4. Who would have ever thought I would be trekking through melted snow puddles in the himalayas.
5. Trekking rocks – think about it. Where else can you eat 3 Mars Bars a day and everyone looks at you with a solemn face and tells you to eat more chocolate, for energy, because it’s necessary??!!
6. Thank god we are going downhill.
We continued on at more than double the pace it took to trek up, so it was like watching the scenery as a TV re-run in fast-forward. And for every ‘thank fuck’ I had on the way up, when we could make a descent, there was the opposite reaction when we had to climb up on the way back.
We took a different route on the way down (hopefully shorter, but I’m afraid to ask) and ended up at Orsho, almost 1km lower in altitude, by about 3pm. For those that woke at 4.30am, it was a long day. For those that didn’t, the excitement that we were about 5 days away from Kathmandu was enough.
-Sarah