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outside the door. The weather has turned much colder and the
tea steams in their hands. The homes still offer refuge for
those who need it, for the trails are hard and the weather
can be harsh.
We are all going to eat together and Dawa just informed me
that on the menu is potato pancake. He’s got to be kidding. I am not sure if I have the palate for
it.
Ama Dablam is now towering above us. It is a spire that does
not seem climbable. It is straight up on all sides and yet
American’s have climbed it, Alpine style, in five days.
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weather being appreciably colder, I have put on my thermal underwear
for the first time. I have given Dawa my North Face pile pants to
wear since his clothing is rather light. His sleeping bag is totally
inadequate. If it turns substantially colder, I worry that it won’t
do the job.
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