Karl the Fog

A lot of you have heard of Karl the Fog, the infamous San Francisco weather system. You can even follow him on Instagram @karlthefog. It’s legit. Anyways, Karl took up temporary residence over the Khunde Pass, leaving us completely disoriented as we tried to ascend the valley. It was the first day out on our…

(Back) Into the Wild

Tomorrow we head out once again, to attempt our grand finale; Kyajo Ri. At 20,000 feet, it stands a similar elevation to our other summits, but that connection is about all it shares. This time we will be facing steeper slopes, icier terrain, and perhaps the biggest variable of them all: the unknown. None of…

Potatoes, Anyone?

  Today I had an adventure. Melissa and Ty sent me to fetch 13 pounds of potatoes from the nearby village of Khunde. After breakfast I set out, armed with a small backpack with a bit of money, my iPhone, and a water bottle. I walked out of the teahouse with them laughing behind me,…

Summit Snooze

Here I am, sitting in my tent atop a 20,000 foot peak, eating mash potatoes, stuffing, and bacon. Yes, bacon. I don’t think it gets any better than this. But in all seriousness, I can’t help but feel elated at the prospect of what I am doing. I reach over and pinch my forearm- yes, this…

Rocks, Rivers & Reggae

Here in the Khumbu, we like to climb steep ice, hike long days, and jam out to Bob Marley. Ty has introduced me to the wide world of reggae music, much to my moms dismay. I could literally hear her despair through the phone as I excitedly recounted my recently-gained knowledge of the nuanced music…

Nam-Chillin’

We have descended to our home base, Namche Bazaar, to rest up for a couple of days. After a failed attempt on Lobuche Peak due to heavy snowfall, we need time to rest, shower, and plot our next move. In about 3 days we will head out again for a second try on Lobuche, as…

24 Hour Dal Baat Power

This place is not for the faint of heart. You have to be prepared to sweat, shiver, stink, gasp, and consume ungodly amounts of rice. This post, for lack of a more eloquent opening, is going to be all about food. It is generally a topic of struggle up here, probably due to the insatiable…

Bastadi! Bastadi!

That’s Nepali for slow. Which is pretty much how everything is up here. At 15,500 feet, nothing is moving very fast. Today we crossed the Renjo-La Pass, at 17,800 feet. Surprisingly, it was a relief, rather than a stress trip. The three peaks looming in my future, surrounding me every day, are constantly on my…

Rolling on a River

For the last couple of days, that’s exactly what we have been doing. The Dudh Kosi, or “Milk River”, surges south through the Khumbu Valley, the vibrant blue water a stark contrast with the surrounding cliffs and mountains. On Friday we took a helicopter from Kathmandu into Lukla, the starting point of most Himalayan expeditions. The…

Blast Off!

The day is finally here. Yup, I leave for Nepal at 4 am tomorrow. As we shove last-minute items into our duffels and debate the best high-altitude snacks, it is finally starting to feel real. All the 5 a.m wake-ups, sore limbs and dragging feet, all the fear, the joy, the ambition, the drive; it…

A Mentor in Melissa

Sometimes, when I’m climbing with Melissa, I turn my head and see her, and for a brief moment am completely starstruck. The face I’ve seen on all the Eddie Bauer ads, in magazines and climbing films, is right next to me. Years ago, when I would closely follow Melissa’s adventures, meeting her one day was…