Kaleidoscopic Life :))

D11: Gorakshep to Pangboche Regret to have missed trekking to Kalapathar. A day-long 10hr trek back to Pangboche.Prem's jukebox entertained us and Illayaraja's songs became our saviour. By now we had gotten used to the darkness and were better equipped with torches to trek in the dark. The bad weather gave us good company for some more days. Those who decided to chopper out from Gorakshep trekked back up to Lukla. Unfortunately, a jogpey,with one of our luggage had disappeared into the village.The poor chap was too struck by fatigue that it decided to rest under a tree and not be found until the next morning. D12- Pangboche to Namche bazaar Another long day, with bruised pinky toes.Had it taped :( D13 - Backtrack to Lukla The total distance covered in 8 days had to be backtracked in 3 days. It seemed as if we were walking for ages, and no signs of Lukla yet. The celebrations had begun by the time the backbenchers reached the tea house. Couldn't believe I made it, we made it...

 D10 Louboche (16,153ft) - Gorakshep(16,629ft) - Base camp(17,593ft) - Gorakshep(16,629ft) Fingers crossed to accomplish our feat today! All of us were braced to face the day with all grit and determination despite many odds.  Gorak Shep  or  Gorakshep  ( Nepali :  गोरकशेप ) is a small settlement that sits on the edge of a frozen lakebed covered with sand in  Nepal  with the same name.  Gorak Shep means "dead ravens," because of the complete lack of any kind of vegetation in this place. Experienced vagaries of weather conditions right from the beginning. Cold morning turned into a sunny day in no time, I just felt like ripping off all my clothes. We got amazing views of Nuptse and Luptse en route Gorakshep. All of us enjoyed the stretch until we reached the moraines, where there was no path but just huge boulders and we had to negotiate our way crossing those one at a time. The constant sound of ice breaking off into the glacial lakes ke...

  Day 9  7.10.22 Dingboche to Louboche  (13,840ft - 16,173ft) The josh was Still On! We were getting closer to our destination, yet the journey seemed longer!      We began our day retracing our path to the first stupa from where we had to take a different route. A no man's land until lunch break. We walked past open landscapes with gigantic, black and rocky mountains on one side, and a beautiful river traversing through the mountains. From a tiny speck, a mountain kept growing in magnitude and I could never estimate its actual size. The black, the dark shrouded in mist, layered in mystery, reminded me of the Erebor and Mount Doom. Were we in Morodor? Did it have a secret door? Who was guiding us through? Was there a Gollum or Gandalf in disguise? Was there a Frodo amongst us? Did Peter Jackson visit here before creating the movie? My thoughts kept alternating between the movie and this magical mountain whose peak never seem to be visible for more than a f...