Roof of the world - Namche to Dingboche

Thanks to the dreaded altitude sickness it was up for me and down for Marit the dawn of day four. Though her condition had improved Marit decided, sensibly, that she would head south, very south, with a descending Indian and Nepali duo. I on the other hand saw an opportunity to improve on Dzongri and clock up more metres of altitude.

Along with "feckin hell" Dave, Caroline, Younis and, a Diamox-ised up to the eyeballs, Heather I managed Pangboche (3930m) and Tsuro Og (4190m) before lunch. Clocked up 4410m with Dingboche by 1pm, so it was with great confidence I embarked on a 600m vertical jig up the side of Nangkar Tshang (fuelled by the guesthouse's "Royal Dhalbatt" (rice and dhal)) to smash the 5000m barrier!

While I was toiling away for the "sake of blog", Marit was toasting her toes over a clay hearth quenching her thirst with Tuborg! (It's quite amazing what the porters drag up the mountain-side!) Her three-person party had made a successful mid-afternoon landing in Namche and Marit was keen to celebrate her new-found enthusiasm!

From what I understand, Marit savoured the chilled taste of "several" Tuborgs and feasted on spaghetti before recoiling to bed. I had to contain with Younis' digestive jitters - apparently Marit and I are not the only ones to suffer from Momo moments - and a cold south easterly that ripped through me sleeping bag like a......