September 13th- Everest Base Camp Trek: Day 11
And So It Goes
We had gone to bed unsure of what the morning might bring. Thankfully, Holly felt much better than she had the night before, and though still not quite 100%, she felt up to the 5 hour hike down to Mongla, and even could carry her bag. The walk unfortunately was not very scenic, as clouds obstructed our view most of the way, but we did see our fair share of yaks stampeding passed us. Mostly focused on getting to Mongla without Holly feeling too unwell, we failed to take many pictures, preferring to spend as little time trekking today as possible.
The one picture we managed to take holds a funny story. We were overtaken today by dozens of yaks, at least 30, all making their way in a hurry. We did what we normally do and stood aside to let them pass.
Once the herd had passed us and were out of sight, we heard a huge CRASH! Raju and Matt both looked up at the mountain, weary that it was a small landslide in the making. With nothing to show, we carried on until we reached the remains of a bridge. One of the yaks, or simply the weight of them all, had broken the bridge!
We had to carefully make our way across the loose rocks, making sure not to knock the bridge anymore and send more logs tumbling down.
About 3/4 of the way through the trek, the walk took its toll on Holly and she began to feel very unwell again. Thankfully, Raju being the amazing guide he is, offered to take Holly's bag to ease the journey for her. We powered on and about an hour later, we arrived in Mongla.
Our tea house in Mongla was aptly named the "Mountain View Guest House," perched on the edge of a cliff it would offer, in clear weather, a panoramic view of the surrounding mountains. Again, the abundance of clouds and the poorly photographer means we have very little to show for our day.
The one picture we managed to take holds a funny story. We were overtaken today by dozens of yaks, at least 30, all making their way in a hurry. We did what we normally do and stood aside to let them pass.
Once the herd had passed us and were out of sight, we heard a huge CRASH! Raju and Matt both looked up at the mountain, weary that it was a small landslide in the making. With nothing to show, we carried on until we reached the remains of a bridge. One of the yaks, or simply the weight of them all, had broken the bridge!
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| The remains of the yak bridge. |
We had to carefully make our way across the loose rocks, making sure not to knock the bridge anymore and send more logs tumbling down.
About 3/4 of the way through the trek, the walk took its toll on Holly and she began to feel very unwell again. Thankfully, Raju being the amazing guide he is, offered to take Holly's bag to ease the journey for her. We powered on and about an hour later, we arrived in Mongla.
Our tea house in Mongla was aptly named the "Mountain View Guest House," perched on the edge of a cliff it would offer, in clear weather, a panoramic view of the surrounding mountains. Again, the abundance of clouds and the poorly photographer means we have very little to show for our day.
Tired, we hit the hay that night hoping one last night's rest might get Holly back into ship shape.
Altitude: 3957m
Altitude gained: 557m
Hours trekked: 5
Altitude: 3957m
Altitude gained: 557m
Hours trekked: 5

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