I’m thinking that somewhere along the line my brain has lost its connection to my power of reasoning, to that department that says, hang on a minute, think this through. Otherwise, why would I have just spent the last couple of weeks playing adventure woman?
Feet firmly encased in a pair of boots that have, to this point, travelled no more than 10 kms at a time and donning her back pack, grown to twice its normal size with the addition of wet weather gear, camera gear, sugary snacks and notebooks, adventure woman boards the tiny aircraft that will traverse mountains and fend off inclement weather to deposit her several thousand feet up in the earth’s atmosphere where she can marvel at the scenery, take several deep breaths and plunge into a hazard strewn voyage of discovery.
Avoiding the onslaught of marauding yaks and the lethal tips of the hiking poles being thrust outwards by other adventurers, she traverses suspension bridges slung high above the raging Dudh Khosi, she ascends the steep uphill sections of the track undaunted by the sheer drop to her right and, refusing to be put off by the mud, the yak poo and the less than salubrious toilet facilities (basic doesn’t cover it) she forges her way onwards and upwards.
Stay tuned for the continuing adventures of Adventure Woman as she scrambles, clambers and lurches her way up a hill called Everest.
Give me a moment to collect my thoughts and process what just happened and more details will follow