Another morning sunshine. Ready to head out after a much needed rest.
I cannot say it enough times. The sherpas are the toughest people (and the nicest people) on the planet. These guys did nothing but haul rocks, with a smile on their face.
This pile of rocks took 15 days to move from the mountainside. Now they were moving it yet again to build a teahouse wall. These guys were excited an interested to talk to us and they were a hoot. I especially like the guy in the sweater vest. The young guy in the back was actually flexingon purpose as I took the picture.
Apparently it was holiday as we headed through Dingboche. These guys had a fairly long conversation with us about why they were not in school. Their english was pretty good, indicating a fair amount of time in school. They were also pretty adept at the slingshot, clearly not something they perfected at school.
Yet another example of my official slogan "mountain people kick ass"
Leave it to us. Plan for weeks in the mountains, bad weather, short days on the trail and many days to get to our destination - and end up going up every valley, every high point and all we planned, all with more than a week to spare. We got up to Kala Patar, ascended Gokyo Ri twice and saw Thame (shrouded in clouds) but there was not much else to see, so we headed down. We planned on Pheriche to Tengboche, to give time to see the monastery, but the monks were meditating, so women folk were not allowed. The result, push onto Khumjung... Nothing big just 6 more miles and a major climb.
