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17/01/2014
To milk the cheap bait we had an early lunch at the guesthouse. The wifey kept no record of what we bought, so we had to keep our own. We priced it all up and she accepted it. It could have been anything for all she knew! Lawrence's knee was still in a state so I again lead out as pace maker. We passed a big Chinese group en route who were taking it real slow. We too took a slower pace and just generally enjoyed it and took it all in, taking lots of snaps and so on. Was a real chill day and we reached Letdar easily, a small village of only two guesthouses. I then convinced Lawrence that we make use of the day and really push on to the high camp. He agreed and we pushed on. however it didn't last long, and Lawrence said he didn't feel up to it, and it wasn't worth taking on that much elevation in one day. He was right and we both turned round. We got food on the night, and I ordered a plate of plain boiled potatoes, pure carbs! Squirt of tommy K and a bit chilli sauce and job was a good'n. The restaurant was full of other couples as well as two other lads doing the trek.
18/01/2014
Leaving the warmth of a -20c sleeping bag to take a leak in the middle of the night in an outside toilet is definitely one of the biggest gripes of trekking. This time when I slung the door open I was greeted by a thick layer of snow. There was obviously no street lights, but the star and moon light illuminated sky which bounced off the snowed covered mountains. It was like day time and it was that bright there was shadows. Later on when I woke up it was still snowing, it must have been one blizzard as the snow was so so thick. There was a small crack in the top of our door meaning the meter which surround the door was even covered in snow. Our water bottles had even frozen over. We went down stairs into the restauren and the convservatory had the same problem. It was like something from harry potter, snowing inside!! All the tables and chairs covered in a thick layer of snow. Everyone was huddled around the fire to gain warmth but it didn't sling out much heat. Everyone knew there was not a chance of trekking today. The blizzard lasted all day.
We spent the day getting to know everyone. There was Eduardo and Ramune, a brazillian and a lithuatian couple who loved trekking, who both worked in a hotel in new york, Sam and Samantha, a really nice young couple from down under, a French couple and two young Canadian lads just out of school, who were just 17 and 18. The French guy lead the conversation and talked about he was a free diver, basically someone who dives to riduclous depths for minuetes on end with an oxygen tank. The sport is really technical and he talked for ages about technique and the science behind it. Later on he wiped some gymnastic rings out of no where and wrapped them around one of the ceiling's beams. Next thing he was bashing out the reps, and had everyone joining, as well as doing push up routines along with the other guides, acting as some type of fitness instructor, in order to get everyone nice and warm. The guy was a big lad and you could guarantee he was ripped as f***. I couldn't even lower and lift myself once on the beams, felt so feeble. Later on the wood and yak poo wasn't cutting it on the fire, so one of the guides hoyed my turps on to get it going again. The guy nearly blew his face off in the process, and you can tell he got the shock of his life lmao.
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