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Lake District National Park

After one full day on the Isle of Man, we departed Douglas via the ferry to Heysham on the mainland. We used the 3 hour ferry ride to relax in the lounge area, since there wasn’t a ton to see in the empty Irish Sea – except for a huge wind farm.

Upon landing in Heysham, we attempted to catch a bus to Windermere. Unfortunately, the money we had gathered in change on the Isle of Man was Manx money, not widely accepted on the mainland. But of course they will take Sterling on the island… traveler beware! We were able to scrape together enough to get to Lancaster nearby. It seems like a town worth visiting, based on our brief glance as we sat down to lunch prior to catching a train the rest of the way to the Lake District.

The Lake District has lakes, it is true, but also England’s largest mountains. Windermere, the entry point to the central Lakes, is a small town with a resort feel. There are a variety of outdoor shops, our clue that this is a walker’s paradise. “Walking”, the British term for hiking, is how the locals connect with the “fells” (hills/peaks).

After our arrival we walked a short distance from the train station to a viewpoint called Orrest Head. Most of the trails in the National Park are actually on privately owned sheep rangeland, and a variety of creatively engineered self-closing gates keep the sheep where they’re supposed to stay.

Lake Windermere from Orrest Head

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Isle of Man

After 4 days over Easter weekend in London, Andrea and I hopped on a flight to the Isle of Man for the first of our two side trips. I honestly hadn’t done much background research on the island before my visit, so here’s what I figured out:

The Isle of Man is a “crown dependency” of the UK although it is not officially part of the United Kingdom. With the oldest continuous parliament in the world, IoM has a historic independent streak. The Manx language can still be found in pockets on the island. Now, the island is best known as a tax shelter for offshore financial businesses as well as the death-defying Isle of Man “TT” motorcycle races. As the locals viewed it “only 1 person died last year, we were pretty happy.”

Getting to the island turned into a huge ordeal. We flew out of London Stansted for a projected flight of just over an hour. We ended up circling over the island, waiting for a sea fog to clear from the runway. It never did before we ran out of fuel, so we diverted to Birmingham airport. Naturally, the airline’s course of action was to stick us on a bus back to London. We were unsatisfied with that answer, so we switched our flight to Manchester, got a ride with a friendly fellow passenger, and got to check out two additional British cities before our successful flight that night.

Manchester cathedral

Downtown “observation wheel”

The next morning brought a perfectly clear day. We walked along the promenade and checked out the little shopping area in Douglas, the largest town on the island. Andrea decided to brave the traditional Manx breakfast: smoked fish called Kippers. With so many little bones, eating it resembled doing surgery but she said it was tasty. Continue reading Isle of Man

Everest Base Camp Part Three: Lobuche to Base Camp

Note: This is an entry in a multi-part account of my June 2014 trek to Everest Base Camp. Navigate the full set here.

Day 8: Lobuche to Everest Base Camp (5300m)
Today is the day! We reach our goal after over a full week of ascending. We started from Lobuche in the morning, passing through flat to rolling but difficult glacial terrain on the way to the highest tea house at Gorak Shep (5100m).

Yak above Lobuche
Negotiating the rough trail to Gorak Shep

From here we can finally see the crest of the range and the Tibetan border: Pumori to Everest forms a darn impressive looking ridge.

Himalayan crest
Looking back down the glacier (click to expand)

After 2 hours we reached Gorak Shep, where we dropped packs, ate, and got geared up for the Base Camp side hike!

We crossed a spooky dry lake bed before traversing left high to avoid the Khumbu Glacier. The ice wall of Nuptse rises high to our right.

Glacial melt and icefall from Nuptse

Continuing along rocky terrain, the Khumbu ice fall and the start of the Everest climbing route comes more clearly into view.

The deadly Khumbu Icefall

After two hours, we came to a descending traverse to the glacier under a muddy, rocky hill. We were warned¬† “don’t stop!” due to the presence of rockfall danger. I have to admit it is one of the sketchier places I have been in the mountains. Finally, we came to a point on the glacier where our map was marked base camp. We heard ice and rock chunks falling periodically as the day warmed up. DB decided this is as far as it was safe to go, and we agreed! We got to the spot on the map – mission accomplished!

Apparently a bit further on is a small sign and shrine with some stuff people have left, but in the unstable monsoon heat, continuing the risky glacier crossing wasn’t worth it to us. Retreating quickly, we found a better photo op a bit further back with some prayer flags.

Overall, Base Camp itself is pretty anticlimactic, but that is what we had been told. Even from the sign you can’t see the summit, and in the non climbing season there isn’t even a tent city to see. But we saw the ice fall, the Khumbu glacier, and walked where mountaineering pioneers walked. Not a bad day in the mountains.

From the last “safe” point (click to expand)
Looking East (click to expand)

The clouds lifted a bit on the way out, affording even better views!

Mesmerizing glacial ice

Originally we had hoped to hike Kala Pattar this afternoon if the weather is clear. Unhelpfully, it snowed, so we paid for 30 minutes of slow WiFi to get a “we made it” email to our families. Gorak Shep has the worst food of any place we visited on the trek! Unsurprising, but we were ready to begin the descent the next day.

Day 9: Kala Pattar (5600m)
We woke up ready to hike with our warm clothes on at 3:45 and started walking at 4. A coating of snow reflected the full moon light as we started on the first set of steep switchbacks up the scree pile known as Kala Pattar. Really a minor sub-peak of Pumori, Kala Pattar is well known as a fine vantage point for Everest’s summit.

Pre-dawn view of the range

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Everest Base Camp Trek Part One: Lukla to Namche

Note: This is an entry in a multi-part account of my June 2014 trek to Everest Base Camp. Navigate the full set here.

Day 1: Kathmandu to Lukla to Phakding (2600m)
We woke up early again to get on the first flight to Lukla. Yesterday, the flight was finally cancelled around noon. That was not a problem. The flight to Lukla is so notoriously unreliable that we built in a few extra days before and after the trek. It was like the movie Groundhog Day: one delay was announced after another,  and we were sure that we would be trekking to Annapurna Base Camp instead, as our backup plan.

However, an unexpected, twisted stroke of luck happened to strike in the form of a rescue. Someone up high on the EBC trek was sick and needed a rescue chopper. The chopper was about to head to Lukla with empty seats when our guide, nicknamed DB, talked our way into one of those empty seats for the same cost as our airplane ticket! We switched our Tara Air passes for a Simrik Air chopper ticket and could hardly believe our luck.

Helicopters sometimes fly in marginal weather because their visibility minimums are much lower than for fixed wing aircraft. Six of us (four westerners, two guides) boarded and we were off!

Lukla has earned its reputation as a risky landing for a reason. Its runway is tilted upward at a 12 degree angle. A cliff guards the far end of the runway, preventing any notion of a “go around” in the event of a missed approach. It goes without saying that there are no landing aids.

We were happy to be making the landing on the helipad rather than the exciting way. After we carefully unloaded (ducking to avoid the risk of the rotor blades) we watched the chopper fly away.


We ate lunch in at the Mera Inn in Lukla but didn’t stay long, starting out down the stone-paved trail for Phakding.

The way is mostly downhill, descending about 200m through a few minor villages. The cloudy day lent a gloomy air to the deep valley as we covered the deceptively easy first few miles. Near the bottom of the valley, we crossed our first steel suspension bridge – a remarkable bit of engineering considering the remoteness of the region.

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Everest Base Camp Trek Pre-Trip: Kathmandu

Note: This is the first entry in a multi-part account of my June 2014 trek to Everest Base Camp. Navigate the full set here

Update: Several of the landmarks described here, notably including Patan Durbar Square, were severely damaged or destroyed in the April 2015 earthquake tragedy. Please consult updated travel references – hopefully the pictures here pay some form of tribute to the beautiful history that was lost that day.

Bustling, smelly Kathmandu: capital of Nepal, hub for Himalayan trekking, and my first taste of Asia.

The purpose of these first three days in Kathmandu is to make arrangements for my upcoming Everest Base Camp trek and see the sights in town in whatever time is left over.

Day -3 and -2

First Himalayan view from the flight in

I flew into KTM from Berlin via Doha on Qatar Airlines (excellent service for a low-cost airline) in the morning and caught a free hotel pickup from the Hotel Nepalaya where I’ll be staying for a few days.

The air pollution in the Kathmandu valley is immediately apparent. While not as bad as certain places I visited in my only previous trip to a developing country (Guatemala), the air is visibly hazy and exhaust burns the lungs a little sometimes when on the road.

My hotel is based in Thamel, the main tourist neighborhood in Kathmandu. The streets are crowded with rickshaws, taxis, street vendors, touts, and stray dogs, each of which is constantly shouting for your attention. Sidewalks don’t really exist in this part of town so people sort of informally walk in traffic and get honked at if a car needs to go by.

Another unique feature of Thamel is the variety of knockoff outdoor equipment available. They import cheap gear from China and embroider them with Western branding like Mountain Hardwear and especially The North Face. Some of it isn’t bad, and it is cheap! Avoid waterproof/breathable fabrics and down insulation which seemed to be the dodgiest of the counterfeit gear performance-wise. Continue reading Everest Base Camp Trek Pre-Trip: Kathmandu