My first view of Mt. Everest
My early bedtime resulted in a long, much needed sleep. I was up early and we were able to get started an hour earlier than had been the plan. I had and early lunch at Monjo - with a tea lodge eating area all to myself. The trek to Monjo had been arduous, but it was the easiest part of the day. We had only climbed a net altitude of 200 meters up from Phadking and were at 2,800 meters. We needed to get to 3,400 meters to reach Namche Bazar. Two hours of climbing a huge staircase - one that had been in use for thousands of years - lay ahead.
Tashi does one thing that is more valuable than anything else - he senses the best pace for me. After a while I found a way to focus on my breathing and my steps - and the backs of Tashi's sneakers. Since I am focusing on endurance, not sight seeing, I tried to focus on slow, constant effort. I took breaks every couple of hundred meters but only for a few minutes so as to not break the pace. With one exception.
A tea Lodge along the way to Namche where I had an early lunch
I had stopped for a 3 minute break when Tashi suggested we go up another 20 meters or so for a "better view". It was indeed “better”: my first view of Mt. Everest. Due to our viewing angle and distance the objects around Everest were foreshortened. But I could clearly see the south face of Everest, Lhotse, the Western Cwm, and other things that I would see much closer up in a week or so.
The mountains overlooking Namche at sunset
That inspiration in my head, we plodded on for another hour. I was pretty much spent when we saw Namche across the valley. As we came into town we found our two porters hanging out with friends. They had left Phakding only a few minutes before us but had been at Namche for more than an hour.
Stone masons below my room. They start at 6 am.
I told Tashi that I hoped that I had achieved a karmic balance by virtue of my training regimen back home - carrying a 25 kilo backpack full for rocks 3-5 miles a day, 4-5 days a week for 4 months. I had carried the same weight of my two duffels albeit at sea level on much flatter terrain already. He thought this was funny.
Watching Tashi's feet
A few minutes later I was at the Khumbu Lodge being shown my room. Barely 6 feet wide, when filled with my 2 duffels, back pack, and myself it was a tight fit - but the bed was bigger than I needed, so I was just fine. I got some Internet updates in and then crashed early (again) with a lot of aching muscles.