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On approach of the summit, I noticed how strong the wind blew. Henry, our Base Camp manager who was in charge of making sense of the weather reports, mentioned that the expected wind speed would be 0-5 knots.
But once we reached the summit, we felt the wind at about 20 knots, perhaps more. This brought with it a very cold wind chill, with temperatures down to -35 degrees Celsius (-95 F.), and we began to feel very cold, indeed. Before long, the saliva that was being collected by our oxygen masks only to then dribble down our thermal face masks, froze said masks to our chins. This was a rather painful circumstance but what really caught us by surprise was the fact that all of our cameras, six altogether, were frozen solid or had drained batteries such as Acer BTP-43D1 Battery , Acer TravelMate 220 Battery , Acer BTP-58A1 Battery , acer BTP-60A1 Battery , Acer TravelMate 240 Battery , Acer BTP-52EW Battery , Acer BTP-63D1 Battery , Acer BTP-42C1 Battery , acer BTP-44A3 Battery , Acer Aspire 8943G Battery , Acer Aspire 8950G Battery , Acer AS10C7E Battery due to the extreme cold. In light of all this, we decided to spend no more than ten minutes on the summit - we had planned for 30 minutes in order to call loved ones.
On our way down, I noticed that the outer corners on the inside of my goggles had frosted up, which impaired my vision. As a result, the decent was a lot more challenging but it also meant that I wasn't distracted by the sight of steep drops off to our sides, or by the sight of the multiple dead bodies that line the path up and down the mountain. We reached Camp 4 by noon, six hours after reaching the summit. One camp down, three to go 'til Base Camp, I thought to myself. I knew that despite the sheer feeling of exhaustion that overcame me at Camp 4, that I could not let my guard down until we safely reached Base Camp. It turns out that this vigilant approach saved my life.
I will write about that tomorrow, but now I am going to enjoy a movie about Ed Hillary that I purchased here, in Kathmandu. I ordered room service in order to enjoy the movie over dinner. Placing the order was quite comical: the operator on the other line read back the order three times and protested that this was a meal for five people. When the trolley arrived, I noticed that it had five sets of cutlery and drinks on it, even though I would be enjoying the meal all by myself. After all, I lost 28 pounds in seven weeks and need to regain some energy.
Michael Kobold and Kenton Cool, both wearing made-in-Pittsburgh watches, near the summit of Mt. Everest.Last week, our expedition reached the summit of Mount Everest. It was my first time climbing a mountain (last year I merely went through the Khumbu icefall but never actually climbed the mountain itself) and I was naturally very scared. In fact, I've never been so scared in my life, especially on the way down the mountain.
By comparison, most of the climb up to the summit from Camp 4 was more challenging than scary, but negotiating one feature in particular -- the notorious Hillary Step -- almost cost me my life.
It was about 5:20 in the morning and the sun was beginning to rise in the distance. The moon was still high in the sky and to the west we marveled at the amazing shadow that the mountain cast in the form of a pyramid. I was mesmerized and incredulous to have come so far and seen so much natural beauty. Then, without forewarning, I came across a large rock with a very flat surface which was angled quite steeply towards a 6,000-foot drop.
"OK, I've had enough, let's go back down to Camp 4," I quickly told Kenton before he could clip himself onto the rope spanning the rock's surface.