Departs at 11:00 a.m. and arrives at your destination at 18:00, taking 7 hours. At half past seven, the alarm clock hadn't gone off yet, but I woke up early in the past few days, opened the tent to see what the weather was like, the fog was very big, and I didn't see anything. It has been decided that today is the last day, whether we see it or not, we have to go out, we simply wait in place to see if there is a chance for the clouds to disperse, but unfortunately we still did not wait for the picture of the reflection of the snowy mountain.
Before collecting my luggage, today I am going to throw all the drone batteries into a big bag, and only bring the drone body to reduce the weight in the backpack. Everyone was still sitting and resting in the camp, looking at the mountains and lakes, and Ah Jian asked me if I wanted to fly one. Let's go, together. When I got to the opposite side of the camp, the top of the hill was full of clouds, and I didn't see anything, so I took a group photo.
After flying the drone, I returned to the tent and brewed the last pack of hanging ear coffee, watching the snow mountain drink coffee is really fragrant.
Ajia and the others have almost put away the tent, she is still using a blower to continue to boil the contents of the pot, and after eating and drinking enough, we are ready to set off for the highest altitude of 5,350 meters above sea level in Langmara Pass.
Before leaving, Makalu Peak appeared! Ah Jian and I went to find a nearby puddle and took a few photos, Makalu Peak and Everest seem to be connected, in fact, they are just misaligned, and when we return to Shigatse the next day, we can see more clearly how magnificent Makalu is.
On the way to the pass, I looked back and saw the wrong Xuerenma, the blue of the plateau lake is really not just everywhere. I couldn't help but take Ah Jian's drone and flew it, and it was found that there were actually five small mountain lakes in the sky, just like a bear's paw. Although it is a pity that I did not see the reflection of the wrong school Renma, I am already very satisfied with the whole line.
We took a picture together by the lake, Brother Xiang always galloped to the front like a rabbit, and Rose didn't keep pace with us because she rode a horse, and there were only five of us in the picture. Take a photo with Brother Shan in the same position, and immediately turn over this pass, we are about to say goodbye to the eastern slope of Mount Everest, and we are still a little reluctant.
The sweet green aconitum in front of him was particularly dazzling in a large patch of snow, and in the cracks of the stones and in the snow, a wave of small purple flowers appeared, and the eyes were reluctant to look away when they saw it. I saw it once many years ago, but I didn't expect to see it again at such a high place this time, and this purple color is really beautiful to the heart.
Finally, from the moment I entered the pass, the weather began to snow, sleet, rain, the wind was strong, the snow particles hit the face and hurt, and it was a day spent in a wet environment.
The altitude of the camp is 5,000 meters, and the Langmara Pass is 5,350 meters, and this section of the road is only about 350 meters vertical. The most important thing is that I thought that crossing the pass was the whole downhill road, but in fact there were still some uphill and downhill roads, and I wanted to cry.
On the last day, I went downhill in a straight line of more than 1,000 meters in a continuous manner, and I really got to the point where my legs were weak and it was raining, which was too bitter. Ah Jian may have been uncomfortable with the rain and walked very fast, far away from me, I was basically left behind. The last part of the road I basically walked for a while and sat down for a while, I really wanted to rely on not leaving, but if I didn't go, I couldn't go back to the hotel, and I couldn't solve the feeling of being wet if I couldn't go back to the hotel! The belief that keeps me moving forward is that I can have a big dinner tonight! It's time to take a shower!
Finally, in the 6th hour, my body was basically exhausted, and I saw the car at the foot of the mountain in the distance, and I knew that it must be the car that came to pick us up and go back to the village. But even this speed could not be fast, and it was still a long downhill walk for nearly an hour to reach the bottom of the mountain.
The moment the bag was unloaded, Brother Shan handed me a bottle of Coke, and Brother Wu gave me a banana, and I knew that we were back in real life. We're back in a society where we can get a taxi right out of our home, buy drinks and water, and go to drink, to be chic, and to be happy. We finally left the uninhabited mountain.
8 days and 7 nights of life in the mountains is over, and this route can be regarded as the ceiling of domestic hiking. It's good that I've walked through.