Whilst You Were Sleeping ? Summiting of Pokalde Monday morning. 7am. I wake up and look out of my tent door. No snow, only a gentle frost. 10 inches of snow had been predicted to fall overnight, which would have quarantined us to Base Camp. 1 message
Introduction to the EBC Lab staff We find ourselves in the beautiful, bustling little town of Namche, surrounded by snow-covered peaks and adorned by faded prayer flags flapping in the breeze. 8 messages