The evening in Camp 1 was quite cold and windy. Our wake up time would be 6am with a departure of 7:30am. By 7am the winds were so strong and I was running a little bit behind as the previous spicy dal dinner hadn’t sit well with me. First big lesson for this journey, I have to be extremely careful on my eating. Having Celiac in this environment is not very encouraging as my iron production is severely compromised if my digestive system is not fully functioning. So this morning I was learning a lesson the very hard way. The rest of the team promptly departed and I was several minutes behind dealing with my stomach. Mike would walk with me.
Unfortunately the cold wind was quite challenging for me and it took a while for my hands to get the circulation going. I was really surprised as how cold it was, but the wind somehow had picked up a lot of unexpected force. Mike and I kept a strong pace and managed to catch up to the rest of the team close in Camp 2. However I think my extra effort affected my altitude acclimatization as I started feeling the lingering headache.
As I saw some tents in camp 2, I was ready to jump for joy; however my happiness didn’t last long as AC had their setup on the Upper side of Camp 2, which is almost under the summit of Mt. Everest. Upper camp 2 was another 50mins away from our spot. And so whining aside we all rallied and as a group walk up towards our next home.
By 11:30 we all had arrived to Camp 2. Our tents were already built and the structure was more comfortable than Camp 1. In the structure of the mountain, Camp 2 is the largest camp outside Base Camp which serves as a big operational point as this point is the furthest you can go along the Western Cwm. From here on, the rest of the camps, will be high on the mountains.
After installing ourselves on our tents, it was simply marvelous to admire the spot we were located on the Western Cwm. We were almost at the end of this amazing valley. The Intersection of 3 magical mountains, and our sleeping tents were just simply below the summit of Everest. Something too surreal for me to phantom.
As I walked a little on my own in the afternoon, gasping for all the possible oxygen I could, it was hard for me not to get emotional. Though I was only 40% of the journey as we still have to climb into Camp 3 and Camp 4, I felt to grateful to be able to look at my amazing dream and to pray that I’m allowed to continue further.
Mike and Lydia advised us that we’d be wearing our summit jackets and pants as the weather would dropped and by 6pm, it was freezing!!!!! OMG! So lucky that I have very warm gear, it was so cold that walking from our sleeping tent to the dining tent was just too unbearable.
After dinner, we were all visibly exhausted so by 9pm it was time to crash. My hot water bottle was able to serve as my newest state of the art sock warmer
Treat of the day – Being able to sleep below Mt. Everest Summit.