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quote 2019-01-17 06:35

Best Time to Trek Everest Region

Everest base camp trek best time of the year are Autumn time (Sept to Nov) and spring (March to June) (the best seasons for the Everest trekking in Nepal). You get the chance to see the exceptional piece of this world, and you have no clue the amount you will arrive at acknowledging toward the end of this trek that is provided by Mount Face Nepal. Check our Everest Region Trekking

Everest Region Trekking can be successfully completed on the month of October, and November month. Later than this the trek can be done in april and may. on the other month and season there will be much more extreme weather condition but, some of the best trekkers around have successfully completed the trekking. Mount Face Nepal have experienced guide and the trekking team so that you won't face any sort of problem while trekking in everest region.

Main attracion of the Everest Region Trekking is not other than Everest Base Camp Trek via Gokyo Lake which helps you to explore the beauty of mountain from tha Kalapaththar as well as the beautiful Gokyo Lake and the other one is Gokyo Valley Trekking. on EBC you will have the chance to explore the beauty of everest from the very near point. The snow-capped mountain and the other beautiful panoramic view will make you very much happy.

Gokyo valley trek also enable you to explore the beautiful panoramic view as well as the beautiful lake on the fate of the himalayas.

Traditional way of trek to everest base camp is from Jiri. The way was first discovered by Edmund Hillary and Tenjing Norgay Serpa on their first trek campaign. Jiri to Everest Bace Camp Trek can be done in almost every season. but dont forget to bring these thing before going to everest trekking.

What to pack?

. Layers of clothing, numerous pairs of socks, good-quality trekking boots.

. Hand warmers, under-gloves and mittens.

. Trekking poles.

. Gaithers (against leeches and/or deep snow).

. 40-litre daypack (with rain cover).

. Sleeping mat.

. Head torch and spare batteries.

. Sunglasses with UV protection, sun cream and hat.

. Lip salve and blister care.

. Wet wipes and tissues.

. Pocket knife/multi-bladed tool.

. Watch with altimeter/GPS.

. Emergency blanket.

. Snacks (nuts, energy bars).

. Freezer bags.

. Binoculars.

Source: www.mountfacnepal.com

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quote 2014-12-13 22:12

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For experienced campers are as much at home in the great outdoors as they are in their own barnyard.

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quote 2014-07-06 09:55

The Reading Perusals of Rose Summers

“I am trying,” she said, frowning. “And I don't like it. I don't like the drabby lockers. I don’t like the crowds. I don’t like the old looking classrooms and clunky, small, unadjustable desks. I don’t like the chalkboards because they're ugly and messy and nowhere near as cool as Entains. I don’t like that there aren’t any RegBots, and I thought they were the most annoying thing ever. Now I miss them because at least they were normal! And I don’t like...”

Jace cut Abby's statement short. “In other words, you don't like anything. More specifically from this century. I get it.”

A conversation between my protagonist and his younger sister as they adjust to making a significant time jump to the present day (21st century) and blending in as they attend school. I'm having to establish mostly character relationships now before getting into the major conflict, but so far, so good. I was able to salvage a few passages from my old draft so at least this part is painless.

I should be upping the first few four chapters of this story on Wattpad tomorrow. I'm a little over 10K on the project now (which means I wrote a lot today, about to stop in a little bit.)

Rose's Writing WIP writing random random updates Camp NaNo just keep writing

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quote 2014-04-12 02:05

The Reading Perusals of Rose Summers

The light buzzing over my head flickered so much, it made my eyes hurt. Somehow this didn't faze him, as he paced in and out of the shadows of the dark room. My eyes could barely follow him through the narrow gaps in the costume. I wondered how many times he'd made use of this place, wondered how many interrogations he'd had with other people. My wrists tugged hard at the rope that bound them, but no yield. Sweat streamed down my brow, stinging my eyes as I couldn't wipe any of it away.

Was he waiting until I passed out? Again?

"Where is she?" My voice came out raw and tired.

"Kevin, do you really think you're in a position to ask questions?" He casually sat in the chair facing me, pulled out a cigarette, and lit the edge of it with a match pulled from a set in his breast pocket. When he finished, he shook the flame from the match, flicked the remains where it hit the nose of my wombat costume. "In any case, that was my question for you."

I didn't say anything. So he hadn't found her; he knew that I used the question as a bluff.

He chuckled, as if he'd guessed my thoughts. "Figured this would be a good way of getting you to talk."

From my Camp NaNo WIP. Still writing on this thing, though I'm writing snippets and still trying to link events together. Figured I'd get all the stuff down that excited me and link them together as I went along.

Just a bit over 24K now.

Camp NaNo just keep writing random random updates Rose's writing writing

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quote 2014-04-04 08:23

The Reading Perusals of Rose Summers

I've looked at this place as if it existed within a sphere of glass, contained from the rest of the world. This was not the abandoned amusement grounds I recognized from my childhood. Once left damned to the passage of time, it was as if a glass blower heated the sphere, shaped it into a work of art that took on another image from whatever footprint it had before. All of this renovation had taken place within the span of a week. I guessed Arthur, as strange of an employer as he was, delivered on his promise.

My lips parted slightly as I looked up at the newly-constructed booth and the motionless clown with the crimson face sitting behind the panes of glass. It looked like a real person sitting there, but I couldn't be sure. I tapped a few times against the glass with a finger. No response.

I twirled my token nervously between my fingers. The instructions on the booth were clear enough: "Price: 5 token points for your fortune read. Insert coin(s) here."

No sooner than I had placed the coin in its slot than its head lifted. Large, dark eyes stared back at me from behind the glass. Its lips curled overzealous, like a clown convinced something resembling happiness would arrive knocking at the door if it could fake the gesture well enough.

-from my Camp NaNo WiP.

Camp NaNo just keep writing random updates Rose's writing WIP writing