Hiking to the Solu Khumbu A secret place with ferns and rocks with small flecks of silver. At night, we could hear the river rushing through our dreams. I wrote most of this book in places like this, while sitting on boulders on the trails, or by a kerosene lamp at night.
A secret place with ferns and rocks with small flecks of silver. At night, we could hear the river rushing through our dreams. I wrote most of this book in places like this, while sitting on boulders on the trails, or by a kerosene lamp at night.
