We departed early and traveled a few hundred kilometers over bumpy terrain, but it was worth it.
A mystical morning watching dawn break over the highest peak in the world.
With our rock-throwing friend in perspective, there is still a good ways to go to base camp.
Sun starts to reach the distant slopes.
We made our approach in our Land Cruiser up the rocky valleys, the only passable driveway to Everest on the Tibetan side.
The last man-made structure to pass before Base Camp, Rongphu Monastery, the highest elevation monastery in the world.
The views of Everest from here are spectacular.
The end of the line: the view from Everest Base Camp. No further progress allowed without climber's permits.
Climbing 10 meters high never felt so difficult..
Everest Base Camp #1, in all it's glory. There may have been an army representative inside one of those metal shacks, but all was quiet here on a clear January morning.
The closest I'll probably ever be to the Everest's peak. Probably..
It was so much drier than I imagined it would be 17,500 feet (5400m) high in January.
Then came time to say goodbye. We drove back to the point where we watched sunrise, greeting a full view of the Himalayas in daytime.
An unforgettable sight.
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