On the
border of Nepal and Tibet (autonomous region of China), standing proudly at
29,032ft (8,848m) is Mount Everest, the tallest mountain in the world and crown
jewel of the Himalayas. First summitted in 1953 by Sir Edmund Hillary of New
Zealand and Sherpa Tenzing Norgay, Everest has since been summitted by over
5,700 people a staggering 10,000+ times. Of course like any high risk activity,
accidents and deaths do occur and in the last century just over 300 people have
lost their lives on Everest. Although Everest has 17 different routes to the
summit, only two of them are primarily used: the North Ridge route from Tibet
and Southeast Ridge from Nepal.
As the
air continued to thin the remainder of the climb was done with supplemental
oxygen, using a full face mask with a rubber tube that connected my mask to a
metal cylinder that held the oxygen tucked inside my backpack. The cylinder had
a regulator on top that controlled the flow of oxygen.
Heading
out from Camp 3 at sunrise I made my way up steep terrain for about 500ft
(150m), traversed to a strip of limestone known as Yellow Band, across a
stratified (layered) rock-ledge and up a 200ft (60m) at 40 degree angle stepped
rock cresting the Geneva Spur. Following a rocky path I arrived at South Col
(Camp 4) and had my first view of Everest's peak. The true summit wasn't
visible from here but I could see most of the route to the South Summit (the
secondary summit).
South
Col was a waypoint for the final stretch at an elevation of 26,000ft (7,925m).
Here I ate what little I could ingest as my appetite waned (a common problem at
high altitude as the body no longer metabolises food efficiently), rested and
waited for the night to roll in. Most climbers will depart for the summit
between 10pm and 2am and take anywhere between 8 to 12 hours to reach the
summit.
Wanting
to catch the sunrise just before 5am, I checked my gear, put my headlamp on and
headed across a broad plateau before ascending the steep 40 degree Triangular
Face to the Balcony, a resting platform at 27,500ft (8,380m). Many of the early
climbing teams including Edmund Hillary, put in a higher camp here in order to
give them a shorter time to the summit and more time to climb in the warmth of
the sun. Nowadays it's rarely used. I took the opportunity to change my oxygen
bottle, rest, eat and hydrate.
Once I
crossed over 26,246ft (8,000m), I was technically in what is known as the
"Death Zone", where the oxygen is so thin that it is unable to
sustain human life. Up here the oxygen level is 33% of what is available at sea
level. At this altitude the body uses up its oxygen stores faster than it can
replenish and without supplemental oxygen the body deteriorates and shuts down.
That is not to say that experienced climbers haven't succeeded in reaching the
summit without supplemental oxygen. In 1978, Reinhold Messner and Peter Habeler
were the first climbers to summit without bottled oxygen. A mere 0.02% have
succeeded to summit without oxygen since.
From
the Balcony the route took a slight left on gentle terrain till the route moved
north and I was met with a 200ft (60m) slab of steep rock and snow terrain.
Clipped into my fixed line, I pulled myself up using a jumar (ascending device)
and in some exceptional steep sections my crampon points were precariously
placed on jutting rock, strongly hoping they wouldn't slip. It didn't end here.
When I made it above the slab, I was met with an even steeper section with a 60
degrees incline but thankfully it was shorter at around 100ft (30m).
Cresting
the South Summit, I stopped for a short hydration break and a snack. From here
the next section was a 20ft (6m) vertical drop, followed by the Cornice
Traverse, a knife edge-like ridge-crossing to what was once known as Hillary
Step. The Step was a nearly vertical rock face of 39ft (12m) and a technically
difficult climb but it was destroyed when the region was struck by an
earthquake in 2015. What was left were snow steps at 45 degree angles. It was
debatable whether this was an easier way to climb but the real loss was the
"Hillary Step monument", a testament to Hillary and Tenzing's success
as the first summiteers.
With
the end in sight, it took a further 20minutes to reach the pinnacle of the
world. Adorned in prayer flags the summit at 29,032ft (8,848m) was a
breathtaking 360 degree view of mountain peaks, glaciers and valleys. I watched
the sun rise, casting an orange-red hue across the diminishing night sky as I
reflected at the magnitude of this journey.
In Edmund Hillary's words: "It is not the mountain we conquer but ourselves."
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