As I mentioned in my last post, my Dad recently returned from a trip he organized for six of the senior students at his school. He's been working on the trip since last spring, and the boys have been training with Dad and their other leader, Mr. Ian, since August. On October 7, they finally flew from Dhaka to Kathmandu, where they bought the last warm layers they needed, and then flew on this plane to Lukla. The plane held 20 people.
When they got to Lukla on October 9, they started trekking right away. While their loads weren't as heavy as this woman's
they did appreciate the breaks they had during their 13 days of trekking
and the meals they had at teahouses like the one where this Nepali girl kissed the picture of me that Mom had snuck into Dad's bag.
Most of all, though, they appreciated the views they saw of the tallest mountains in the world.
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| Look! We see Mount Everest! |
Each day they hiked, they got "farther up and further in" to the mountains, as C.S. Lewis would say, until they made it to 17,598 feet and Everest Base Camp on October 16.
It was actually the next day, after a cold night in one of these tents, that Dad said he had the greatest day, though. On the morning of October 17, the whole team got up at 5AM and trekked up to the top of Kala Pattar Mountain at 18,200 feet to see the sun rise over Mount Everest.
I know I've said this before, but I do think my dad is pretty cool. How many people have done what he did? And how many have taken their students from zero feet of elevation all the way up there with them? I hope they learned some lifelong lessons about challenging themselves and about God's incredible creation.
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