

Everest Adventure, Nepal
A cold wind blows, birds fly above, and all I hear is the sound of my feet crunching in the gravel of the trail. I'm moving very slow now. One step every two seconds to get up this hill. Crunch-Mississippi...Two-Mississippi...Crunch. I have spent eight days now getting to this point. My mind wonders. I think about the gorgeous bridges I crossed, covered in Tibetan prayer flags and suspended by steel cables high over the glacial-green river below. I think a...