The Everest Base Camp Trek takes those willing to do it through some of the most gorgeous terrain in the world. While trekking, ascending hundreds of meters every day, fighting for oxygen, and dealing with fatigue and the symptoms of early altitude sickness, it was difficult to appreciate the true beauty of the trek. Yes, we were amazed at the snowcapped Himalayas towering over our heads, the prayer flags flapping in the wind, the crystal blue skies dotted with white puffy clouds. It was breathtaking in more ways than one. But, now that we are home, these photos from the trek are amazing gifts, proof that we really walked this epic trail through the Himalayas. How could we not share them with you?
On the first day of the trek, hiking between Lukla and Phakding, we walked amidst misty mountains. It was late September and the monsoon season was lingering a little longer than normal. With that came overcast skies and the threat of rain.
Each small village had a collection of prayer wheels and prayer flags, evidence of the numbers of people who practice Buddhism in Nepal.
Those who have watched the 2015 Everest movie will recognize these suspension bridges. It is the higher of the two bridges that is open for business, carrying trekkers over the “milk river.” From the end of the bridge, it was one final climb to Namche Bazaar.
On the first day of the trek, hiking between Lukla and Phakding, we walked amidst misty mountains. It was late September and the monsoon season was lingering a little longer than normal. With that came overcast skies and the threat of rain.
Namche Bazaar
This is the view over Namche Bazaar from our acclimatization hike. From here, the terrain changes, and for the remainder of the Everest Base Camp trek, we would be hiking in the shadow of the Himalayas.Each small village had a collection of prayer wheels and prayer flags, evidence of the numbers of people who practice Buddhism in Nepal.
Those who have watched the 2015 Everest movie will recognize these suspension bridges. It is the higher of the two bridges that is open for business, carrying trekkers over the “milk river.” From the end of the bridge, it was one final climb to Namche Bazaar.
We walked on seemingly endless rocky paths along the edge of mountains, climbing stone steps, dodging yaks and porters on the trail, feeling so small and insignificant in the company of these mountains.
We walked on seemingly endless rocky paths along the edge of mountains, climbing stone steps, dodging yaks and porters on the trail, feeling so small and insignificant in the company of these mountains.
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