During our walk we saw prayer slates which are written in a language that only the Buddhist monks can understand. Although we didn’t know what they said, both the slate and the writing was beautiful.
We then passed the mountain guide school where Tsering had trained. We should probably explain that Tsering is a lovely Nepali Sherpa who had a wife and 9 year old daughter. He started as a porter when he was 13 and moved through the ranks: kitchen boy, chef and then, as he had an interest in people of the world, he decided to train to be a mountain trekking guide and then climbing guide, which he had now done for many years. He had summited 3 of the 8000m peaks but now focused on trekking peaks under 6000m as he had lost too many friends on larger peaks.
We wandered into the town and had a walk around, there were a lot of souvenir stalls and shops selling knock off branded goods for those who had forgotten anything (we were soon approaching the pass). We were surprised to find a projector hut in town showing films at 2pm, 5pm and 7pm. The options were Seven Years in Tibet, Into Thin Air and Into The Wild. We chose Seven Years in Tibet which was a great film and very atmospheric as we were only 50 miles from Tibet (which remained closed to tourists at the moment). The movie projector hut was small and cosy with just 12 people. We were interrupted only for free cups of tea & popcorn and for the wood burner to be stoked – it was great. We resolved to see Into Thin Air the following day.
It was a lazy day of eating (yak steak & homemade apple crumble) and hydrating. It was a stroke of luck when, as we returned from our walk, clouds filled the sky and it started to snow – it was a heavy snow that made it look like winter again. The snow settled beautifully in the trees and on the mountains. And so to bed.
Thorung Phedi was the last stop until our “summit” of the Thorung La Pass at 5416m. Josi was a little nervous but felt ready and well acclimatised. It was cold but all “pre-pass” climbers huddled together around the small wood burner for dinner and we felt a collective sense of nervousness! It was a cold night and we were awoken in the night by a rat visiting our rubbish bin which was not a welcome awakening. Josi turned on the head torch just in time to see the back end and tail slide away into the rather big hole in the wall. Let’s just say it wasn’t small! It was also a short night as we got up at 3.30am to start the climb…