Day three at Dig Kharka….the first day was a rest day, the second day the Sherpas started the long task of breaking the trail to High Camp, on the afternoon of the second day the cloud came down, the wind started to blow and as things always come in threes, the snow started to fall. I’m now sat by the warm log burner, on day three, whilst the snow blows horizontally across this beautiful landscape, well I’m sure it is if you could see it. So looks like another day of, well I don’t think I need to say. I’m hoping it clears so at least I can get out for a short stroll this afternoon.

This, of course, puts us further behind time and after discussing the options with Tshering, we’ve decided to concentrate on Mera Peak, as time is now the major issue so it seems that Baruntse is going to have to wait for another day or not, as the case may be.

So we now don’t need to rush Mera Pesk and If the high pass over to Lukla is open then we’ll walk back if not we’ll cheat and hitch a ride on a helicopter. ‘Sacrilege’ I can hear you all shout, you know what, I don’t care. Is there, really a better way of seeing the grandeur of these magnificent peaks than from the air?