With its name sake taken from the accent civilisation which once ruled the area , the Lycian Way is a footpath which covers a distance of approximately 334 miles. This costal route stretches from Oludeniz to Geyikbayiri and has been listed by the Sunday Times as one of the worlds top ten walks.
Walking around the small fishing village of Ksilokeratidi how many cats would you expect to see when you turn down one road?
These pictures don’t do the situation justice, they were everywhere up trees, on the wall etc. No food or obvious encouraging factors just a slightly intimidating situation.
As Jin Kwon quotes “one piece of log creates a small fire, adequate to warm you up, add just a few more pieces to blast an immense bonfire, large enough to warm up your entire circle of friends; needless to say that individuality counts but team work dynamites.”
Yes i most probably could have made it by myself however the group made it a far more enjoyable experience.For the past 9 days we have lived , breathed and eaten nearly every second together. What was mine became yours and together we did it. Of course there were times we might have annoyed each other but that just life and is something you laugh about afterwards.
From Gorak Shep the walk is a draining scramble over an ever-changing rocky path across the Khumbu Glacier. The last section is probably the most dangerous and totally unexpected , you have to run the gauntlet of falling rocks that could take you out like a bowling bowl takes down a pin.Totally bemused , I’m not sure if its the lack of oxygen however all i hear is our guide say ” what ever you do, do not stop – move, move, move!”
I had read and was prepared that many people have unrealistic expectations of Base Camp, looking around at all the large boulders was like where do people pitch their tents. Being out of session there was no one camping, just your usual prayer flags wedged between rocks at the bottom of the Khumbu Icefall.
Your trusted guide book describes it as a “semi-permanent village of brightly-coloured dome tents” with a “fascinating,with groups from dozens of different nations playing cards, gambling, eating, reading, strumming guitars and doing everything possible to fill their time while they wait for the green light to climb to the summit”. Part have me regrets not seeing the camp in that state however it is impossible not be taken over by a state of achievement in reaching the camp.
We all have our personal moments of quiet reflection in the warm sunshine before joining the group for celebrations and photos.You congratulate everyone and everyone and vise versa, the world becomes one for a brief moment in time.
Final words have to go to saying that this was probably the best place in the world to celebrate my birthday,i still can’t believe that they carried all the way to the camp and then apologized that it probably wasn’t the best quality. Who cares, such an amazing thought.
The worlds highest glacier.
Spanning elevations from 4900m to 7600m, the Khumbu glacier paves the way to Everest Base Camp.Its spectacular ice wall is famous with climbers summiting Everest as one of the most dangerous obstacles on the standard south col route.
Gorak Shep (5160) at the foot of Kala Pattar and for the 1952 Swiss expedition the base camp for the Everest Summit.
Lunch was taken at the village of Tukla, its difficult to really call it a village after much of it was washed away during the 2007 floods. Its better described as a cluster of tea-houses sharing a courtyard set beneath some impossibly long prayer flags stretching across the valley. The combination of a slightly iffy stomach and being at the altitude of 4620m severely limited my appetite. Enjoying the sunshine in the very muddy courtyard the game of leaving the toilet to the very latest minute began as did my love for mint tea.
Leaving Tukla behind the trail literally goes up, up the gravelly terminal moraine of the Khumba Glacier.Weaving up the well worn path for about 45minutes is known mean feat, your body stains for every breathe you take.Luckily our guides are well trained and stop for regular breaks and the encouragement of those heading in the other direction spears you on.
Topping the ridge not only are you blessed with stunning views there are also the memorials to lost climbers and Sherpa.As the Lonely Planets states “The largest memorial commemorates Babu Chhiri Sherpa, who submitted Everest 10 times, but died after falling into a crevasse on his 11th attempt at the peak in 2001. A smaller stone chorten stands in memory of Scott Fischer, who perished in the 1996 Everest disaster.”
This served as a stiff reminder of never to take the mountain for granted, we are not immortal.However it was impossible not to play around in the snow like a bunch of kids, there was not meant to be this much snow during this time of the year but the recent storms over India had led to this snow.