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Day 13: Our destination is the village of
Lobuche. At 16,000 feet, Lobuche is no higher than our camp at Dzongla,
or Gokyo. While feeling run down, I reason that I am not in too
much danger as long as I don't gain altitude again right away.
We planned to spend two nights in Lobuche, and make an attempt on
Kala Pattar, another 18,000 foot peak. I hoped that a night's rest
in Lobuche would do me a world of good. But this is our seventh
day above 14,000 feet. And on what should be a very easy jaunt to
Lobuche, my pace slows even more. In Lobuche we decide that I have
had enough, and I should descend immediately. At least I am sensible
enough not to put up too much of a fight. I am extremely disappointed
at missing the attempt on Kala Pattar, a peak whose views are said
to rival those of Gokyo. But as Deb and I descend with Sona and
two porters, there is nothing I can do.
Sona puts us up in a lodge in Pheriche,
at 14,000 feet. Almost instantaneously, I feel 100% better. This
is the one great thing about altitude sickness that I already knew
- curing it is as simple as descend, descend, descend. We go to
the Himalayan Rescue Station and listen to a doctor talk to trekkers
about altitude sickness. He confirms for us the serious nature of
my symptoms, proving that we had made the right decision. At night,
I actually get a full night's sleep, and my appetite returns. The
following day, Sona takes us to his own lodge in Dingboche, also
at 14,000 feet. We recoup here until the rest of our crew catches
up with us. As it turns out, only one member of our crew, Carla,
made the assault on Kala Pattar. She is beaming, recounting the
stunning views, and I am honestly happy that she made it.
Day 16: We all arrive in Tengboche, the
cultural and religious center of the Khumbu region of Nepal. Now
at 12,500 feet, every step we have descended has made the breathing
easier. Perched on a ridge top, we should see Everest from here,
but the clouds finally catch up with us, and we miss our last final
look at the great mountain.
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