“It is not the mountain we conquer but ourselves” Sir Edmund Hillary
Sometimes you take a journey that goes further than you could ever have imagined. From the chaotic and glorious mess that is Kathmandu to the serene airlessness of the upper Himalayas. Jen and I travelled through a land where beauty and hardship are so intertwined that the line blurs between what is real and what is imagined. Amidst this surrealism we finished one fantastic journey and started our greatest adventure.
For twenty-two days we trekked through the wilds of the Himalayas. Here are our photos of Nepal and its beautiful people.
Rickshaw relaxing, Kathmandu.
Would you buy a dusty coke from this man?
Mobile apple stall at the bus station.
The thirteen-hour ride in.
The journey begins.
Enter the valley.
Woman carrying thirty kilo loads.
Life etched into her face.
Clean ma socks chick.
Beast of Burden.
Man of Burden.
Maybe i'm not such a big deal.
Hardship and beauty.
Found it! The legendary Yeti.
Girl, monastery, mountain.
Jen ruining my favourite family photo ever.
For the big leagues.
And not happy about it.
Monastery with a view.
No description necessary.
A stroll amongst the Yaks.
Shovelling shit with a million dollar view.
My favourite road sign.
She collects Yak poo …
So her grandchildren don’t freeze in the winter.
The path travelled.
Welcome to Manaslu, 8163 metres.
But at 5000 metres this is only considered a hill in Nepal.
High on altitude.
- 15 Degrees
Alpine mule train.
Jenny McCallum, a woman to walk the mountains with.