So here we are, at Base Camp, still!!

Unsurprisingly, a lot of time is spent reading, chatting and preparing oneself for the task ahead. I usually take solice in other people’s words and quotes (they are written far better than my own) and tend to suit most situations.
The poem ‘If’ by Rudyard Kipling is one that, more often than not, fits the bill and one line now is more relevant than the others…”If you can wait and not being tired by waiting.”

The summit of Mount Everest is the height of the jet streams and subsequently one can only climb when the winds subside. Our acclimatising is complete, mentally and physically I now feel ready to take on the slopes of Chomolungma, but, and sadly it is a pretty big but, we cannot do so until those winds die down.

Our Sherpas have made some unbelievable, and I truly mean unbelievable, carries to high camps showing some remarkable feats of endurance to prepare for the ascent but that summit still remains elusive for the meantime.

Down here at Base Camp things haven’t changed much. Still windy but spirits are high. We had a great “pub quiz” last night which raised the competitive spirit a wee bit.

Fingers crossed for the weather. I am looking forward to getting up there for that final push…