A GOOD EXPEDITION
I want to give a more detailed account of the events of
our summit attempt for the people who have been following
the story on the website.
Overall this was a very good expedition. We were a
fairly strong group, stayed healthy, and perhaps most
importantly (with one exception) all the members got along
very well. We acclimatized well, making several trips to
the North Col at 7,000 meters and on one occasion
spending five nights there. We then took five or six days
of rest to eat, sleep and recover. Five of us went to lower
altitude in the village of Jangmu for this, the others stayed
in Chinese Base Camp. This effectively divided us into
teams A and B, which was fine since there were not
adequate tents at the high camps for everyone to go
at once.
We picked May 18th and 19th for our summit
days. The weather had been reasonable and several
teams had been successful in recent days. Leaving
CBC we hiked the 12 miles to Advanced Base
Camp in one day. I felt strong and it took only
seven and one- half hours, much faster than early
in the expedition. After a rest day in ABC we climbed
to the North Col and spent the night. This is fairly steep
snow with crevasses but we were very familiar with
this route by now.
The next day, although we had previously
climbed higher without O2, most of us elected to
use oxygen to save as much strength as possible
on our climb to Camp 2 set between 7,700 and
7,900 meters. The sun was very intense and some
wind in the afternoon was actually a relief because
from the North Col up we were wearing our down
suits night and day.
ARRIVAL AT CAMP 2
I was the first person of team B to arrive at
Camp 2 and was irritated to find the stoves for
melting snow had been taken to Camp 3 by team
A. Stoves should have been in both camps but
things get mixed up or “lost”. Dan arrived and
said a Sherpa was bringing stoves up from
Camp 1, but it was about a three hour wait before
I could melt some snow. Consequently I did not
eat or drink as much as I should have. Dawa and
I were quite warm and comfortable in our tent.
The wind stopped at 1:53 a.m. and I was
optimistic for the next night.
I was excited to climb the next morning. This
was higher than I had ever been. The group of Dan ,
myself, Andrew, Myles, Deno, Dawa, and a
Tibetan Sherpa, Adin, stayed relatively close
together. All of us were using oxygen at 1.5 to
2 liters per minute. The weather was sunny and
nice. When in a good rhythm I could take one step,
four breaths, one step, four breaths, etc. If my foot
slipped a bit it might take eight breaths to recover.
The climbing was not technically difficult but even
tiny ledges took a lot of effort. I enjoyed watching
the surrounding 7,000m peaks fall away below us
and was impressed that the summit pyramid of Everest
seemed to get bigger not smaller. I recall thinking this
is a really big mountain.
About an hour and one-half below Camp 3
I met a friend of mine coming down. Roland and
I had summited Ama Dablam together four years
ago. We had met unexpectedly in base camp this
trip. He was climbing with a French husband and
wife team whom he introduced. It’s very hard to
recognize people in high altitude gear but I noticed
his hair and he recognized my white pack. I asked
if he had summited. He had reached the top the day
before but said his friend had developed “edema”
on the way down and “didn’t make it”. I asked if it
was the man or the woman and he said “the man”.
This was sad news. Mon and Neil from our team
had climbed with that couple on Cho Oyu.
BAD WEATHER MOVES
IN
Shortly after this I looked up and thought for a
moment my goggles had fogged up but realized it was
clouds coming in very fast with high winds and some
snow. We were on a traversing ledge at this point
and everyone rapidly closed up all zippers, cinched
down their hoods and changed to their big mittens.
I was not cold but the wind and blowing snow made
climbing much harder for the last hour into Camp 3.
Camp 3, also known as high camp or Camp 6,
is not very pleasant. It is on a broad windswept
slope and in the blowing wind and snow looked
very desolate. My Sherpa, Dawa, was on his
19th Everest expedition. He surveyed the weather
that was making it impossible to see the summit and
said “I think maybe not possible”. I was still hopeful
the wind would die down as on previous nights
although this was a much stronger wind.
The first tent we entered was at a steep angle and
used oxygen bottles were hanging over the edge in
the outer half of the tent. Dawa and I sat in this
tent a few minutes then Dawa said, “This not good
place.” He crawled back out and the tent floor
shifted about five inches in the wind. I did not waste
any time getting out of that tent. Dawa tucked us into
another tent abandoned by the Korean team, I think.
I had to crawl back out to retrieve some gear I left
in the first tent and find a clean cooking pot. When
I returned Deno was also in the tent. Apparently
the tent he had gone to was occupied by JP from
team A who had stayed in camp 3 and told Deno
he was too sick to share a tent. Dawa had gone
off to look for our oxygen supplies. Deno and I
settled in to get the stove lit which is not easy.
I went out again to chop some snow to melt.
HIGH ALTITUDE
HOUSE CALL
I was back in the tent with my outer boots off
and in my sleeping bag when Dawa came back with
some oxygen bottles and news that JP wanted to
see the Doctor. I was not too happy about this.
It was now dark and I was tired of crawling in and
out of tents. It does not sound like much but it
involves getting out of the sleeping bag, putting on
outer boots that are like ski boots, putting on
frozen crampons, crawling out of the tent and
under securing rope which crosses the doorway,
pulling my pack out of tent because I don’t dare
go out in the dark and wind without oxygen, and
struggling to re-zip tent doors. I do not remember,
but later Deno me told I growled that if I had to
make a house call here I was putting the oxygen
on FOUR liters per minute. Anyway, I got over
to JP’s tent where he looked much more
comfortable than I was. He said he has a headache
and is worried he might get cerebral edema. I told
him he is not going anywhere tonight, take some
decadron and go down in the morning.
THE WIND CONTINUES
The wind continued to blow hard. Normally
people leave for the summit between 11 p.m. and
1 a.m., but in wind like this no one was
contemplating leaving. It would be fatal to try.
Until about 4 a.m. I was hopeful the wind might die
down. After that I knew we didn’t have enough
time to go. It was still windy in the morning, a
snow plume was blowing off not just the summit
but the entire summit pyramid. We waited till the
sun was up at about 10 a.m. and then descended.
It was not reasonable to wait a day at Camp 3.
We would use up our oxygen supplies and risk
getting stuck there in worse weather. In the
notorious “death zone” people tend to get rapidly
weaker while they wait. I left my oxygen bottle on
and descended all the way to ABC. Several tents
in Camp 2 have been completely shredded by the
wind. Some members stop to sleep at the North Col.
We are very disappointed. I debated the pros
and cons of another attempt after a rest at ABC.
I was quite tired and had some minor aches and
pains as well. I did not feel I could recover
physically and emotionally to have another
go with an adequate reserve of energy to be safe.
Hector and Colin from team A summited
the day before but Colin had fairly severe frostbite
on fingers of his left hand even though he said he
never felt cold. Hector took eight hours up but
eleven down and felt like he was not going to
make it. JP was exhausted and Phil told him to
turn back and descended with him. Neil did not
leave camp three to go up and Mon went only a
short way up above camp 3.
Andrew, Myles, Phil and Dan felt they
wanted another attempt and stayed at ABC
while the others returned to base camp.
HIGH RESCUE
From the reports in the last couple days
it looks like Dan and Andrew made another
attempt on May 25. At 8,700 meters they
found another climber who had been left for
dead the day before, alive and sitting up.
http://www.everestnews.com/Summitclimb2005/everesttibet2006disps05282006.htm
has the story on this. The photo with
the report is of Deno and me at camp 3.
Dan and Andrew gave up their summit to
rescue him in one of the highest rescues ever
accomplished.
Overall I feel everyone made a good effort.
It is very unusual for a whole team to make it as
high as 8,300m and we are all down safe.
--Ken Stalter