I’m writing this from beside a prayer flag 4,600m up the Khumbu Valley. The sun is shining fiercely and there is a stiff, cool breeze at my back. The air is abuzz with bees and there are at least five butterflies with yellow and black wings chasing each other around me.
In the distance, I can see Lhotse covered by cloud and to my right across the valley, I see the spectacular north face of Ama Dhablam rising above everything – one of the most beautiful sights I’ve ever beheld. In short – I’m grabbing myself a little piece of Heaven.
Stroke of luck – two girls of fun-seeming temperament have walked into our lodge. Bernie is a doctor from Mayo and Camilla is from Edinburgh and she’s a journalist. The girls have done the entire trek so far without a map, a compass, a watch or a sherpa. All they have is a bandana that has a trek map imprinted on it.
Camilla went to Gordonstoun with cousins of Sarah’s and her father’s from Kilkenny so plenty of chats have been had all afternoon. She’s also a keen player of Spit – must beat her late her. It’s awfully good to have people we don’t know around us, something new always does wonders for a group.