Altitude: 5300m to 3950m
Trek: 21kms / 4 hrs
I slept fairly well, considering I knew we were going
home, perhaps the pressure was off, now that the decisions were made, and there
was nothing I could do, perhaps I was finally accepting the facts.
At breakfast, Adrian
told Sergey and I he would be walking down with us!! Hourrey!!!!!
Having Adrian
go down with us guarantied a steaming pace!! We will be having fun!!
We’d agreed with Sergey to go up to see the Patagonicas
Brothers and Georgie before we left to apologies for not joining them and thank
them for their welcome.
As we got to the Patagonicas brothers, we were, yet again
welcomed with snacks and a great friendly atmosphere……. meaning we stayed a
little longer than planned!
The early lunch back at Himex almost turned into a late
lunch, and we finally set off at 2pm ,
with 20+kms to go, keeping in mind we were still at 5300m, that could take us a
while.
Sergey and I have always been fairly well match in
fitness, pace and stubbornness, even at altitude, and I enjoyed having somebody
to share the pain with.
Knowing that Adrian would be able to catch us up, we set
off with our light day pack and Sergey set the quick pace on the way to Gorek
Shep, every now and then, spending time on the phone to try and organize his
flight back home.
We were pushing hard, overtaking trekkers, porters and
yaks. What a pleasure to be acclimatised!
Sergey, listening to music, was, like me, still chewing
about not being able to go back up the hill, letting out occasionally some
Russian swear word.
To add to the mood, it was slitting, the chilling wind in
our face and visibility reduced to 50m ish. We stopped off at Pheriche for a
short break, drink and energy food, before setting off again.
We finally arrived at Pengboche at 18:00 after 4hrs of fast walking, up and down the
multiple hills thrown at us, and full of aches.
We set out to re-hydrate while waiting for our overnight
bag, Sergey electing to go for beer while Adrian and I asked for tea.
Despite my trekking shoes being well broken in, as I’ve
had them for years, I can feel blisters on my feet, probably from the slightly
higher pace than usual…..
Our night bag arrives as we’re having dinner, so none of
us stay up for very long, eager to get some rest, ready for tomorrow’s journey.
We’ve come down quite a bit on altitude and the extra
oxygen should delight my body, but I’m still coughing a lot, probably from the cold
and humidity and my ribs are hurting.
Eventually, I manage to go to sleep, lucky I have my own
room so I didn’t keep the others awake too much.
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