Friday, March 23, 2007

Jomolungma's magic


Shame we couldn't get a bigger slice of the Everest cake. She's such a beauty, even from the 20 or so kilometres we were from her summit. The surrounding landscape sort of resembled the moon. No vegetatation, just yaks and yaks' turds!

Of all the mountains, Ama Dablam was surely the most intoxicating. Her peak looks like a 60s quiff, almost impossible to climb. (Indeed, three Japs lost their lives two weeks earlier trying to straddle that very mount!) Then there's Lhotse (8501m) and Lhotse Shar (8393m) that form the back-drop, the Numptse (7861m) Lhotse ridge the shinning necklace that Everest wears.

Interesting to note, for all you book worms out there, that Everest goes by three names. Everest, of course, the name given the mountain by "westerners". But in Tibetan she goes by Chomo Lungma, "Goddess Mother of Earth". And in Nepali, Jomolungma, which roughly translates into the aforementioned.

What with all the mythology and spiritualism that belies the mountain, and its neighbouring range, you'd have thought people would give it the respect it deserves. Apparently not. Never before have we seen so many ill-prepared inadequates attempting to achieve the unachievable. The agents and companies that sell the "treks" should be ashamed!

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