It happened

Since Iam Pugeda asked…

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I’m keeping it until the end of the week, it may take time to get this mowed down.

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My first Hero

I suppose it had to happen one day.  Anyone who starts Crossfit can expect to meet the girl WODs and the Hero WODs.  I’ve had my share of the women workouts, but I’ve managed to evade the daunting Hero ones …. until today.

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Day 14: Retracing our steps to Kyangjuma

Just because we were heading down doesn’t mean all our trails are downhill.  Today we retrace our steps from the valley of Periche all the way to Kyangjuma where Allan and I bought yak cheese on one of the hardest walks in the trek.  At this stage, Allan and I were trying to recall the trail in order to prepare ourselves for what was to come.  We could definitely remember that from Namche, it was downhill after Sanasa and then uphill to Tengboche.  Reversing that then, we were in for a significant uphill.  Again.

Saying goodbye to Periche

Saying goodbye to Periche

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Day 13: Assault on Kala Patthar

We woke up very early in the morning around 4:30am, it was time to head up Kala Pattar and hopefully reach the summit just as the sun rises above Mt. Everest. But that was a bit far from our minds as we struggled to warm ourselves up for the long trek up. Unfortunately for us we have no breakfast as the kitchen was still closed. So in the dark of the early morning we proceeded up Kala Patthar, armed with only our headlamps, trekking poles, some water and snacks and our cameras.

It was mightly cold. So cold, in fact, that the water in the drinking tube of hydration pack froze solid. even my snot that fell on my shoes was frozen solid. And upon returning to our room, our spare water bottle was frozen solid and did not melt completely until after lunch. But I am getting ahead of myself. Going up Kala Patthar was definitely a tough one. For a good hour or two we struggled with the cold particularly on our fingers, the local gloves were close to useless and we were wasting the little energy we had trying to warm them up. Our core body temperature was ok with all the layers we had, but our fingers and to some respect our toes were getting the grunt of the cold. At one point I wanted to throw or leave my trekking poles so I can stuff my hands in between my armpits to keep them from freezing solid.  (Socs:  Actually, he DID drop them so he could warm his hands…Ang Dawa and I had to pick them up so they wouldn’t roll down the hill.)

Sunlight hiding behind the mountains

Sunlight hiding behind the mountains

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