The way to Machermo
The transition from Dole to Machermo not too long, but we had new scenery.
Farther from us remain Kantega. The weather was wonderful and in a great mood!
Gornyashka has already passed, and the great height at which is difficult sporting, hasn't come in yet, so she was feeling great too!
Ahead became visible wall of Cho Oyu.
Above now only trails for hikers and yaks carrying goods to top lodges and expedition cargo.
Trail cut the overgrown side of an ancient moraine.
Far below, the gleaming river, the echo sometimes brings her droning voice, and I know that down there something more than just a trickle. Though the trail leads along the edge, but it is wide and stable, and it is clear that even in the rain is not slippery, so that all feel comfortable and happy.
We pass by the small village of Luz where there are several lodges for tourists, and local residents and at this altitude manage something to grow!
We pass by a small Chorten with scraps of lungta. In the sky like the cloud confirms that he sees the prayer of the people, built in stone... they believe that everything is alive and there is nothing that would be empty and not rich in different forms of life.
The play of light and shadow, earth and clouds, snow and rocks.
Constantly changing shape, like from the inside phosphorescent, cloud constantly appearing over the tops, swim in our heads and dissolve...
The long-awaited rest! I must say that even without the heavy backpacks camp is always great! And share experiences, and having peered slowly into the surrounding landscape, to see something unusual or photogenic... And that is important at altitude, relax the shoulders, so the head does not hurt.
Machermo
Here Machermo village where we will spend the night. Before him a large Chorten with prayer stones. Basically, it is the mantra Om or Padma – Lotus, sometimes the mantra dedicated to Guru Rinpoche or Chenresi. Around the Chorten is a heavy bar, which porter wears on the head strap from Lukla or Jiri, even up to the upper villages.
Located in a very nice hotel. Clean, warm and even delicious! What else do you need in the mountains?
In the Lodge lived a charming béla zobaczenia felt herself along with people, behaved with dignity and participated in our conversations.
Drinking a Cup of tea, went for a walk around the area for better absorption of food and to adapt to the altitude. As a rule, gornyashka comes at night, when the body be at rest and the breathing less deep, so it's good to walk an hour before bed to nourish cells with oxygen.
Pets in the mountains is Yak and DZO (hybrid of Yak with cow). Subsidiaries give more milk than yaks, and you can live in high altitudes, as yaks.
Started a gray twilight.
The village of Machermo successfully hid from the main winds in a side valley. Here you can curl up like a tent camp or cabins.
In the survey of the surrounding area was discovered quite decent umbrella!
Under this umbrella is not a sin and to tell a story about a Black climber or Himalayan maid.
The sun was setting. Started the evening Voskresenie clouds. The gods prayed.
Again Kantega as a snow leopard, looks at the host's view of the surroundings before you dive into the contemplation of the night sky.
Of the sunset...
The morning was beautiful and warm. The sun caressed and citizens of the men for lack of other could sunbathe.
Said goodbye to our hospitable host and his assistant. It turned out that the young man is a refugee from Tibet, originally from a village near Tingri.
To the lakes, Gokyo
We leave hospitable Machermo.
Leaving the memory and remembering in pixels stacked rock circus, the locking side of the valley, we're moving on.
And farther towards the wall of eight-thousand Cho Oyu.
In the back we still breathes snow leopard, and we add the step.
On the trail I met that hairy Yak. The Golden fleece – not otherwise!
After the trail went down into the pocket of the moraine, we noticed ahead Turik. Yes, and the prayer flags were a sign that we come to the first lake.
This is a small lake – the first of the family, Gocio was crystal clear and played with the color of Tibetan turquoise in the distance could be seen the ice wall of Cho Oyu massif.
The following lake Cajun (Taujun Tsho).
In autumn, this lake blue mercury color, but now, still covered with snow and ice, variously opened the gleaming waters.
hat seemed to "beach" of the lake, the Sherpas call it Taboche.
On its shore is a cozy little houses, so that in Sunny weather it is a pleasure to sit on the chairs overlooking the lake, blinking in the sunlight and giving him heated alternately on their sides (because of the shade it is cold!).
This is the highest point of our stay is nice and cozy!
to be continued....