After a quick lunch, we set out at 2.15pm for our final assault to Kala Pattar peak at 5,545m. The steep rocky terrain coupled with the strong biting wind made our ascent extremely tiring, difficult and slow.
We were almost at the end of our tether as we lumbered up the rocky trail, when Mt. Everest appeared in close range. The absence of snow and appearing in between other snow-cloaked mountains accentuated the mystique and grandeur of the mountain. (We were told that the reason why there was no snow on Mt. Everest, unlike others, was because the slopes are too steep and the wind, too strong.) It was a captivating and overwhelming moment. A wave of excitement hit me. My weary face instantly transformed into one of joy and pride. It was no longer just a dream, it was a reality!
When we reached the height of about 5,500m, we were told that it was another one hour of tough walking before reaching the peak. By then it was 4.00pm. The weather started to change – it was getting colder and we anticipated that by the time we start to descend, it would be dark (sky starts to turn dark at around five o’clock). After weighing the situation, I decided to turn back with two other team members as I did not want to trek in the dark. While I had the burning desire to reach Kala Patter, I believe it should not be done at the expense of safety.
(Our original plan was to stay at Gorak Shep for a night, had a good rest, then head for Kala Patter early next morning to catch sunrise. But, as we had arrived in Gorak Shep earlier than expected, it was suggested that we proceed to Kala Patter on the same day. And somewhere along the line, there was a delay. Otherwise, we would have sufficient time to make it. I was disappointed, no doubt, that I did not get to the top of Kala Patter – it was so near yet so far – but as I had said before, safety came first.)
On the way back, we saw the spectacular sunset of the Himalayan range. The golden ray of the sun illuminated the cliff face and I was completely entranced by the mere sight of it. It somewhat alleviated the disappointment (of not being able to get to the top of Kala Pattar) a little.
By the time we reached the lodge, the water in my water bottle had started to turn into ice!
In the end, it was the survival of the fittest. Four – Ye, Tan, Leow and Onn chai (Leow’s son) – finally reached the top. According to their account, the last one hour trek was extremely difficult especially the last stretch near to the peak. It was bitterly cold up there. Nevertheless the view and scenery were spectacular and stupendous from the top. It was worth draining the last drop of the energy to experience the ultimate challenge and to complete the journey.
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