Every family has one. That person who is different. The one who isn’t like the rest. They have different interests and get very single-focused about them. We have one in our family. My stepson Adam is our different drummer. He flew an airplane before he rode a bike. That kind of different. He lives across the country from us so we don’t see him day-to-day. It’s probably better like that. When we do hear, it’s always something astounding. Late last year he said he was going to climb Mt. Everest. Yes, that’s the one in the Himalayas by Nepal and Tibet. The one where people routinely die.
Personally I can never figure out why people want to climb mountains. It’s not like there are going to be umbrella drinks with a huarache band at the top. Once you get up there, you have to get down. Did you know that more people die on the way down than on the way up? Yikes!
He left in April and came back at the end of May. Fortunately, he contacted us that he was home safe the day before we heard the news report that three climbers had died. We haven’t had a chance to really talk to him yet but he did send us some pretty awesome pictures that I want to share with you. After viewing the pictures, beautiful as they are, I still don’t intend to add this to my bucket list.
Here is the mountain in all its majesty. (Update: Adam tells me this really isn’t Mt. Everest but one of the shorter ones nearby but heck, all these mountains looks alike anyhow!)
This is Namcha bazaar. I wonder if you get lopsided walking around these places.
He was part of a group of adventurers from all over the world.
This was home for the weeks he spent there. Hmmmm….it doesn’t say Hilton!
On the photo below the group is crossing an icefalls.
Another shot climbing vertically.
They encountered crevasses that would scare the stuffings out of me!
They put a ladder over the crevasse to get across.
This is Adam walking across the ladder. Even I couldn’t recognize him!
A trip is not complete without photos of the lovely cuisine. I think this is stir-fried snow.
He had a great time. He climbed to Camp 3 which is 24,000 ft. The summit is at 29,000 ft. His goal wasn’t to reach the summit — at least not for this trip. As for me, I’ll stick to warm spots with umbrella drinks and steel guitars!
All photos were taken by Adam Jones