The road to civilization
In the evening, the weather obviously deteriorated, dark blue-gray storm clouds hung sullenly over the lake, the sun had set and wanted to warm the cabin.
And in the morning we discovered shining updated landscape.
Our summer table with sun loungers was also covered with snow.
Fresh snow is blinding, and we made a snowman.
Bright sun quickly evaporated the snow, and we moved back, enjoying the easy descent.
And updated landscapes.
The porters were happy that their next expedition will be over soon, ran away with baggage forward.
We do not hurry too much and enjoyed the beauty of the landscape — it is known that no path is the same, how everything was changed in these few days, and maybe to a greater extent change ourselves.
We walked toward the huge closet! The porters are very strong and hardy. In these places the only way, you can bring building materials, furniture and everything else.
In the clear water of the lake really wanted to swim, but the temperature outside is not conducive to the lifting of the clothes, so we only took pictures.
I think the color of the lake became even more emerald-blue, and Cho Oyu was beaming, watching us.
And in this ever-moving jet invites all to take a refreshing bath!
Beautiful far always so beautiful and from the soul sings and rejoices each opening for turning panorama!
Go ahead — the sun will disappear, it will seem, but overall warm and fun step down. Although, looking at this photo will not say that so warm.
In Machermo stopped for lunch. Here is a very nice hotel, tasty and quick to prepare, clean and tastefully decorated in Tibetan style decorated restaurant.
The assistant of the owner of the hotel comes from Tibet. He played us the fiddle, in Bashkortostan is one of the varieties of dumbara. We often in Tibet saw the singers, accompanying himself on this instrument.
Down lower, there are corrals, often reminiscent of Japanese rock gardens or talking stove from Russian fairy tales.
And in the house on the site of our overnight stop met a group that was engaged in Wellness practices and chose this place as the holding of the retreat, what can be said, that their choice is certainly correct!
In the morning we move further along the valley, seemed familiar slopes of the Everest on its background hovered an eagle.
The waterfalls have been frozen.
It was very nice to go under the trees the sun played highlights, was noticeably warmer.
Rhododenron have not flourished everywhere, they are still adorned only ancient furry mosses.
And in the shadow of the snow may not melt all summer, but this fall will definitely melt.
Kantega and red rhododendron. Red — the most resistant to temperature, pink and white — the most delicate and fastest wither and disclosed only when there is stable warm weather day.
After the junction.
The trail took us up to the pass leading to Kumjung.
Somewhere far far below raged the river, meandering like a blue ribbon between the steep walls of the cliffs. The sound of the river, despite the distance, amplifying the echo, talked with us about its turbulent nature.
Under my feet, right on the trail bloomed orchids.
On the other shore is the village of the FORTS.
And Amadablam.
I could see ahead of summit ridge, a mountain pass, beyond which the trail has frankly run down.
And in the houses on the pass and you can stay the night. But we just ate.
And moved further down. And then we were stopped by the purple flames! Such beauty and tenderness among such a stern and laconic scenery!
In some places the trail Sherpa equipped with comfortable deck — first it was wooden boards with the distribute of earth and stones, now it looks much more reliable!
And finally, we are in the area of accessibility to our family! Immediately flew calls and SMS-Ki with happy greetings to each other.
to be continued....