Recently we flew (and boated) around Orcas Island (in the Puget Sound….Washington State… basically Canada) for Gary’s family reunion. It was a super quick trip with nonstop action, but so fun and insanely beautiful! We seriously can’t wait to get back up there and spend some serious time exploring the islands in the beautiful PacNW!
Last month we took a trip to Colorado to shoot a truly awesome wedding (view it here), and we decided to extend the trip and bring the kiddos along to have a family styled vacation up in the Rocky Mountains :) From free booze on the flight (because we flew on the 4th of July – and because Southwest is awesome) to throwing high fives at 12,000ft and jumping in ice cold lakes and rivers, we had an awesome time… more below…
Above: Work / Light Testing photos from the wedding we photographed… can we just say that we are extremely grateful for our awesome clients who fly us to rad places to document their wedding day?! Living the good life and doing what we love together. Below: The next day we cruised up to Estes Park and met up with our family friends “Team Knudsen” from San Diego to go rage in our cabin for the following week…. 4 kids versus 4 adult.
Above: Joelle is the best photo bomber of all times. Below: getting caught in the rainstorms every afternoon and a random kid pep rally that they came up with all on their own.
Above: We did several days of hiking around the Rocky Mountain National Park and all the kids were complete champs! Below: here’s the champion of them all, Cheeks, gettin’ her Tennis face on :)
Above: This is what a timeout looks like at 12,000ft. It’s not always fun and games folks. Below: It’s always Beer:30 in the Rockies! We had ourselves a grip-load of very tasty brews while venturing around.
Did a little hike (sans kids) up to around 10,000ft and jumped in an ice cold lake. Nick’s form is top notch.
Thanks for stopping by. We had a complete blast in Colorado, as we always do :) We just love it there! Until next time, party on good people. Party on.
Remember that time Gary gave me the surprise of a lifetime and whisked me away to Paris for my 30th birthday??? It’s so outrageous and the sort of thing that happens in chick flicks that three weeks later I’m still a little afraid that maybe it was all a dream.
I knew he’d been planning something. He had blocked off my birthday weekend on the calendar 6 months earlier and made me promise not to plan anything Friday-Sunday. Little things had me suspicious a couple of times…like how all the google ads on his computer were for Paris hotels and attractions. But it’s absurd to go to Paris for a birthday in general…let alone for a day and half, so I dismissed it.
Then a week before my birthday our little family went out to breakfast and he gave me an early birthday present. It was a gorgeously wrapped little box with a perfect set of antique keys tied to it. I opened it and inside was a beautiful lock to match the keys and a flight itinerary to Paris with my name on it….Leaving the next morning and staying for a full week. The lock was to put on the Pont de Arts as a symbol of our undying love.
Geez. I’m crying again just writing this. (Disclaimer, I’m a cryer…so there’s lots of crying involved in this story.)
First I couldn’t believe it. Like…I couldn’t actually get my brain to accept the idea that I was going to Paris the next day. Then I started bawling. Crying like a baby into my french toast.
Gary had arranged everything. My parents were going to watch the girls, we had a ride to the airport, a beautiful little flat booked, dinner reservations on the Eiffel Tower on my birthday and even a spreadsheet of restaurants, bakeries and attractions that he had researched. It was crazy. And insanely awesome.
The fact that I was going to Paris didn’t actually sink in until our second flight from Salt Lake City to Paris. At which point I started laughing and then crying again.
At that point I decided to accept randomly bursting into tears as a part of my life for the next week. I did it a lot….like three or four times a day at least. Whenever I looked around and got crazy overwhelmed by how loved I was. And how beautiful life was at that moment.
We don’t get very many perfect moments in life. But this was mine.We decided to be terrible photographers and great people and leave our big camera at home. We didn’t want to feel the pressure of taking great pictures…We wanted to give ourselves the freedom of just experience things in person, rather than through a view finder. So the photos you see here and nearly all of the photos we took (from our phones and trusty point-n-shoot). But we have some amazing memories.
We ate a lot of incredible and insanely buttery food and then burned it off by walking at least five miles a day. We drank a lot of champagne (we brought a couple of bottles of my favorite that I had insisted on buying for my birthday before I knew about the trip.) And we had a crazy good time.
When in doubt, make out under the Eiffel Tower. If possible, involve a delicious rose wine from Provence.Gary had made us reservations for dinner on the Eiffel Tower for my actual birthday. It was GORGEOUS. There was a misunderstanding and they sang him happy birthday instead of me which was one of my favorite moments of the whole trip. I sang along and then we laughed til we cried. But it might have been the champagne that made it so funny.
Oh and the lock? We decided to be subversive and put it somewhere the Parisian authorities would never try to cut it off. So it’s in a perfect little spot with an amazing view.
You’re supposed to throw the keys into the Seine, but we kept ours…and promised to move it every time we got the chance to visit Paris. It’s like our little promise to not let this be the end. Of grand gestures. Of crazy, irresponsible adventures. Of surprising each other. Of traveling. Of being hopelessly, madly in love. Of drinking champagne and making out in public. I don’t want this to be the last time. I want it to be the first.
We got a few of our favorite families together and rented a pad up in Mammoth for a week to go play in the snow. The snow level in the Sierra mountains was on the depressing side, but we made the most of this “winter wonderland” by finding any snow we could, exploring the surrounding area (hiking, hot springs, fish hatchery, etc) and making it to the summit of Mammoth mountain to take in the views (even managed to do a bit of snowboarding). The kids raged, the adults raged, we successfully brought in the New Year, and we all had a fun family styled winter getaway :) Thanks Verdugos and Knudsens for bringin’ THE PARTY!!!
For those of you that don’t know, Courtney wrote and published a children’s book recently. Yes, it’s pretty random, but extremely exciting :) You can find more info on the “back story” here. The book is finally complete, in stock, and ready for purchase! Please visit www.GrowingGlobalKids.com to learn all about “A Heart That Cares” and how you can order a copy today.
We hope this book (“A Heart that Cares”) can be a great tool for parents to teach their young children gratitude and compassion while empowering them to make a global difference.We’re also hoping to publish a series of books on various global issues, all for families with young children… assuming this one gets some traction first :)
Thanks so much for all the love and support during this crazy journey of publishing this book. If you would like to help, simply share this book with people you know :) Or if you have connections of any kind, please don’t hesitate to let us know. Anything will help. But most of all, after reading the book, help us get A LOT of needy children sponsored, that’s our ultimate goal with this book!!! Thanks everyone. Here we go!!!
Visited our friends “Team Kaiser” at their little cabin up in the mountains. Thanks for the images you guys!!! LOVE ‘EM!
What a summer! Phew. Lots happened, lots is still happenin’, and our fall is lookin’ to be just as bonkers with some fun trips and amazing photoshoots all over the place… lets try and catch ya up. First up, we had our mugs shot by the the amazing Thrive Photography when Julie was visiting from Tennessee (image above and a few images scattered below are proof of her awesomeness – she just nails families and we’re so grateful to her for capturing our growing family). Speaking of, Joelle is about to turn FIVE (what the what?!) and Charlie is quickly approaching three. So nuts. This summer we constructed a Family Summer Bucket List (thanks to our friends over at the Happy Family Movement). The list had everything from swimming with Leopard sharks, to backyard campouts, beach bonfires, riding on a boat, jumping off a diving board, collecting seashells, fishing, beach bonfires, etc … all items on the list helped us make having fun together a priority this summer. Below you’ll find some images of our summer … 90% of it was spent in or around the water – which is what you’ll see lots of images of below :) … we just can’t help it, we’re a water family… and what’s a summer without a lot of pool parties and beach bbqs & bonfires with friends?
A CRAZY IDEA:
This story began almost two years ago when I was approached by Justin Reimer (founder of The Elisha Foundation), and Kevin Padgett (our Team Leader) with the idea of trekking to Mt. Everest Base Camp. However, the idea was bigger than just a group of friends going on an adventure. This adventure had a purpose. The purpose was to raise a significant amount of money for The Elisha Foundation (TEF) and raise awareness of those impacted by disability around the world. Eli Reimer (Justin’s 15 year old son who has Down Syndrome) and several other teammates signed up for the trip and we all began mentally and physically preparing for the long road ahead. (For more information about The Elisha Foundation please see our original post about the trek.)
THE PREP WORK:
(FYI, the split/square images throughout this blog post are all iPhone images that got Instagrammed)
Our team spent the year leading up to the trip training, gathering gear and planning out all the logistics of our nearly 80 mile trek through the Himalayas. I was extremely grateful for my li’l families support, involvement and encouragement during this season of training (lots of running and hiking through suburbia here in SoCal). I was also blown away by the generosity of those around us who lent me their outdoor gear for the trek. Most of what you see below was borrowed or gifted from a few VERY generous buddies (Jeff, Taylor, Kyle, Amos, Jim, Kevin… THANK YOU!!!).
Part of the prep included fundraising for The Elisha Foundation. Each trekker committed to raising $10,000 for the organization. With our local and global community’s help (mainly from a crap-ton of awesome photographers who we love and respect), we we’re able to raise over $11,000 for TEF in less than 30 days via our blog (view the fundraising blog post here). By the time we left for Nepal in March, the entire team had collectively raised nearly $100,000 for TEF!!! Throughout the whole process of fundraising we were continually blown away by everyones generosity. Thank you, Thank You, THANK YOU!!!
With my bags packed, prayers prayed, and passports in hand, I left for Los Angeles International Airport to meet up with our team for the journey to Nepal… and ultimately Mt. Everest Base Camp (dunt dunt dunnn). The image below is when Nate Strubhar (the video dude), and I (the photo dude) first met Eli at LAX. Eli was the main focus (media wise) of our trip so Nate and I’s primary objective was to capture and retell his story. I was really excited to get to know Eli and eager to start documenting his journey to Everest. We boarded the huge jumbo jet and took a 10,000 mile plane ride together to the other side of the globe :)
THE JOURNEY BEGINS: Kathmandu
After roughly 38 hours of transit, we arrived late on the night of March 4th in Kathmandu, the [very busy] capital city of Nepal.
Early the next morning we met with our guides to go over all the details for the trek. Our next stop with them was their trekking supply store in the city where we picked up the final necessary gear and supplies for the 16 days we would spend on the trail.
From there we were taken on a quick tour of the city of Kathmandu. The global perspective on disability tends to be fairly critical and stigmatizing so as we headed out into the city we were concerned about how Eli would be received. There was a notable absence of those with cognitive disability as we visited the various religious monuments and spectacles of Kathmandu. There were a few curious stares at Eli but no perceivable comments.
The city of Kathmandu seemed to be very religious (there really isn’t much to do other than go and visit various religious sites throughout the city) but the spiritual vibe of Kathmandu is kinda heavy and dark. There are idols everywhere and people offering gifts to the gods in hopes of appeasing them or gaining good luck. The people in the city were generally polite but a little forward and constantly trying to sell you something…very different from the people we would meet in the mountains who were generally more calm, helpful and welcoming. After a couple days in the bustling city we were ready to ditch the smog and noise and hit the trail.
Throughout the day in Kathmandu our team began to connect on a more personal level. Many of us had just met for the first time as we went through security in LA so it was great so get to know each other as we experienced our first bit of Nepali cuisine together in the city. It became clear early on that this team was a blessed collection of personalities. We honestly enjoyed each other every day of the trip. The camaraderie and humor on this trip felt like it was at an all time high the entire trip. :) I really loved our team! Let me introduce you to them…
MEET THE TEAM:
(Above, starting left to right) Team leader: Kevin, residing in Montana. Eli and his father Justin from Bend, OR.Nate, hailing from Maui. Meghan and Carly (cousins) from the San Luis Obispo area (CA)
Tim, Dr. Lisa, and Gary, all from SoCal.
A SKETCHY FLIGHT:
We woke up early for our flight on a small prop plane to the mountain village of Lukla, where we would begin our trek. We ate a quick simple breakfast (mainly eggs, which would make up a large portion of our daily diet while living on the mountain), double checked that our trail duffle bags (to be carried by porters on the trail) were at or below the 15kg limit and then took off for the airport. After a slight delay we finally boarded our flight and took off from Kathmandu for the 30 minute flight straight up to the mountains. Lukla is rated as one of the most dangerous airports in the world. The runway is only 1,500 feet long, has a 12% gradient, and it sits on the edge of a mountain/cliff at an elevation of 9,383 ft. It’s a do-or-die kind of landing. If you come up short “BAM!” right into a cliff, if you don’t stop in time you’ll run into a huge brick wall that “protects” the village… needless to say, there is little room for error… which means that conditions need to be nearly perfect in order for these small planes to make the landing – thus the reason why there are so many delays in and out of this airport (sometimes lasting up to a week). For me personally, this flight was the one thing I was most worried about for this trip.
The flight from Kathmandu was CRAZY beautiful. As we rose above the city smog, you could see the Himalayas reaching up towards the heavens. It was jawdropping! Words or pictures cannot do it justice – these mountains are just freakishly large - the Himalayan mountain range has over 100 mountain peaks exceeding 23,000ft. We descended over a handful of ridgelines before the runway of the Lukla Airport came into view, cut into the mountainside in front of us. We approached quickly and …BANG, rattle, rattle we were there! (and in one piece…thank you Jesus!)
After landing you walk across the backside of the runway to officially start the trek to Mt. Everest. From this point forward there are only trails (footpaths) in and out.
LIFE ON THE TRAIL: The “Lowlands”
So the first part of the trail is what I’m calling the “low”-lands… even though it ranges from 8,500 to 14,000 feet (hardly “low”). The trail winds through trees, through a long and steep valley and back and forth over a glacier fed river. This first part of the journey is fairly comfortable. Temperatures are in the 40′s, 50′s and 60′s and there’s a lot of local villagers going about their normal mountain routines (herding livestock, farming, gathering wood, etc.)
We stayed and ate in small Tea Houses along the trail and shared rooms with a team mate – for me that was my good buddy and media partner, Nate :) Our team gathered for each meal and for afternoon “cookie & tea time” in the common area of the tea house that is often heated by a toasty, warm yak dung fire (pictures of our accommodations are further down in this blog post). The tea houses are situated in little villages along the trail.
The Sherpa people make up most of the population here in the mountains. Originally migrants from Tibet, these people are made for mountain living. Their lungs and hearts are enlarged and they are generally shorter and stockier. Carrying large loads is a daily norm for the Sherpa people. Most of what you see on the trails (buildings, bridges, food, drinks, supplies, etc) was all carried on the back of an animal or a person. Again, there are no roads up here. Every morning our porters went on ahead of us, each carrying two 15kg duffel bags of our extra gear. I’m still in awe of the young boys who helped carry our load. They were grateful for the work and we were grateful to the pay them :) The trekking industry is one of the most lucrative in Nepal so although it’s hard work to carry gear and guide teams, the pay is pretty great compared to other jobs. We made sure our porters and guides felt our appreciation each day with high fives, cheers and hugs (and tips when the journey was complete).(above) If supplies aren’t flown in on a plane to Lukla, then it’s created in the villages or carried up the trail by human or animal. You would not believe some of the loads the Porters would carry. (below) In the lowlands, every now and then, you’d get a little peak at Everest. She is super elusive – always being hid by the mountains surrounding her.
The first couple days on the trail we crossed a lot of suspension bridges. Most of them seemed fairly safe, even with the heavy loads of trekkers, porters and animals that passed over them each day.
In the “lowlands” you see a lot of cows and donkeys (yaks are at the “higher” elevations). I called the donkeys below “Donkey Bombs”. It’s not uncommon to see these very tired animals stumble down the trail or slip and fall on ice or mud… so I was just waiting for one of these tanks to fall or get hit and take off or explode or something ;) It sorta felt like a video game at times trying to dodge the “donkey bombs” coming down the trail.
You see a lot of prayer flags, prayer wheels, rocks with carvings on them and temples throughout the journey. We spent a day at a monastery in one village where most trekkers who summit Mt Everst come to get blessed by the Monks. We were able to briefly sit in on one of their daily prayer ceremonies. The artistry and attention to detail inside the monasteries was unreal.
ELI ON THE TRAIL:
Eli is a fit and strong young man but none-the-less we were concerned about some of the physical challenges that can come with Down Syndrome – low muscle tone, heart issues, etc. Due to the unknowns of Eli’s unique physiology we didn’t know how his body would respond to the rigors of the trail and effects of high altitude (even though his doctors all approved and released him to go on this trip). Because of this uncertainty, our Team knew that every overnight stop in the villages along the way was a “summit” for Eli. As we would approach our stop for the night one of us would call out, “Summit #3…” or whatever number it was. We all hoped that Eli would make it to that magically significant “Summit Day” at Mt. Everest Base Camp but knew that each and every step was a missive accomplishment.
Tea breaks and music stops with Eli were a normal part of life on the trail. Music really helped Eli stay motivated, as did stories and a hand or arm to hold while hiking. On various days of the trek we all had the chance to take Eli under our wing and make sure he was in good spirits. But he also helped us and pushed us every day as he led the team on the trail for the majority of the trip. He was a champion! Each day I was impressed with his physical stamina. He honestly outdid most of us on this whole journey. While the rest of the team was getting sick, loosing our appetite and loosing sleep each night due to the high altitude, Eli charged on, ate enough food for two people at every meal and slept like a rock every single night – he was made for this sort of adventure. :)
On our way up we stopped at a village where a statue of Sir Edmund Hillary sits. This Kiwi is a legend around here. He was the first person to summit Mt. Everest (1953) and during his time in the Himalayas he fell in love with the people and the land. He visited often and built schools, clinics, airstrips, etc. He loved the Sherpa people and they loved him. Below: a “yak attack”…K, not really, but they were running all over the place at the higher elevations. They reminded me of North American Bison: beastly, large and hairy. The Sherpa’s use them as pack animals and a source of meat at these extreme elevations.
I called this day on the trail “The Lord of the Rings” day. There was a cliff that dropped off thousands of feet to the right and steep steps climbing up into the clouds. It got colder and colder as we trekked further up into the mountains. Waking up to frozen water bottles INSIDE our Tea House was proof of that. ;)
(Above) Looking down from our trail that was carved into the side of the moutain. (Below) Looking up through the clouds you would randomly see a HUGE mountain peaking every now and then – reminding us that we still had much more to climb.
LIFE ON THE TRAIL: The “Highlands”
As we marched on, the trail was a mix of steep ascending steps, uneven rocky terrain and wandering descents. The temperatures changed from cool mornings to cold mornings to just being cold all day long. Our bodies started to feel the strain and show the effects of altitude gain as we adjusted to having 40% less oxygen then is available to us at sea level. As we climbed some steeper terrain breathing was more labored and our pace slowed greatly, but we pressed on into deeper valleys where the glaciers become part of the terrain. We lived in these “highlands” above 14,000 ft for a full week.
The landscape seemed semi-lunar with broad valleys dotted with massive boulders then shifting to fields of rocks. It was barren but it had a stunning beauty.
Prayer flags are hung by trekkers and locals with the belief that the wind carries their prayers as the flags flap in the wind.It snowed a ton one night, so… snowball fight at 15,000ft… “when in Rome” ;)Lets talk about accommodations, shall we? As expected, the trip was not all about being “comfortable”. There are three basic options for trekkers: Tents, Tea Houses or Lodges… all are cold, all are fairly primitive, but all offer at least some form of protection from the elements. We stayed in Tea Houses each night along the trail.
A Tea House has a large common area for resting and eating meals together and a small kitchen that is always bustling. The tiny bedrooms are generally down a narrow hallway built off of the main common area. Electricity was mainly solar at this point in our trip. If you needed to charge something, you paid for it by the hour. I slept with my batteries and cameras so they wouldn’t freeze to death. ;) The rooms we stayed in had little to no insulation from the cold, but hey, they blocked the wind and we had a place to spread out and unpack/repack our gear, a place to lay our heads and even a pad to sleep on so it was “mountain style luxury” ;)
In the Tea House common area there was a single stove fed primarily by Yak dung…yes, you read that right. We were above tree line so instead of burning wood the people burn dried out patties of yak dung. The owner of the Tea House would only run the stove from about 5pm until bedtime and unfortunately this heat never made it down to our rooms. We would rest together in the common area after a long day of hiking. We would have a lot of tea, journal and play various games together…in most cases “Bananagrams” which I brought in my pack. It’s a good thing our team was filled with awesome and funny people, because we spent A LOT of time in close quarters. I can happily report that we sincerely enjoyed each other’s company each day on the trail and in the Tea Houses.
We were mostly vegetarian on the trail because the meat up there – mostly Yak meat or chicken – was not sanitary. We ate a lot of noodles, rice, toast and eggs… don’t even get me started on eggs. We had SO MANY stinkin’ eggs each day because they were the only real source of protein besides energy bars. Towards the end of the trip we were all eating very mechanically – purely for the fuel/energy. (Below) At most tea houses they had a big solar disc out front that would quickly boil water from the reflecting rays of the sun – that’s how intense the sun was at this high of altitude. We all had hats, sunglasses and loads of sunscreen to protect us.At some of the tea houses there were children running around. Life up here is simple and slow. If you want something abnormal or specific to eat or drink, you have to wait 5-7 days for it to come up the mountain so it’s “what you see is what you get” when trying to buy things up there. For some reason you could always find Snickers, Everest Beer and Pringles in every village all the way up to Base Camp.
Food-born illness quickly became a theme on our trek. 6 out of the 9 team members got wretchedly sick but somehow the sickness became a rallying point for everyone and team bonding was elevated as we encouraged and pushed each other to keep going. Eli and I were two of the fortunate three to be spared from the sickness.
Mt EVERST BASE CAMP:
(below) At various points along the trail Mt. Everest gave us little glimpses of her massive and very elusive glory. At this point, we had been on the trail for 10 days and were ready to reach our final destination. We honestly never imagined that the entire team would make it but somehow the goal of Everest Base Camp was finally within our oxygen starved reach.
A long day of trekking through the wreckage of glacial rock debris brought us up to a ridge line alongside the Khumbu glacier and from there we could see the top of Everest barely peaking out from behind the massive mountain range. Everest is the tiny, windblown peak second from the right in the image below. *Click the link below this next image to get a closer view of the area – what you see in the bottom left is a village with big buildings. Follow the glacier on the right and it leads you to Base Camp.
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The terrain approaching Base Camp is all small boulders and a landslide area of gravel, shale, and rock that is being continually carved out by the glacier. As we approached Base Camp we tried to really wrap our minds around what was happening and what we were accomplishing.
And then finally, at 17,598 feet above sea level, WE MADE IT to Mt. Everest Base Camp!!! There we were – at the foot of the highest mountain on Earth. It was all very surreal.
Celebrating with lots of high fives, hugs and Snickers.
(Above) Eli claiming the victory! This kids a true champion of life :) I love the moment captured in the image below of Eli and his father Justin embracing at Base Camp, and I love these words from Justin as he reflected on his son’s accomplishment:
“We were standing in the midst of a collection of the world’s highest mountains all around us and there stands Eli, my son. My son, who because of his disability would be pushed to the fringe of many societies and not even be thought able to walk down the street, spent 10 days hiking up into the foreboding yet beautiful mountains of the Himalayas…is now standing at the base of the highest mountain in the world. God created Eli so uniquely that he has now touched thousands of lives through simply walking a hard trail up some mountains much the same as he has had to navigate the mountain of his own disability. Tamara and I are humbled but we are grateful that God has given purpose in this Everest adventure and that He has a glorious purpose for the disabled.”
Everest Base Camp actually sits on a huge glacier, known as Khumbu (in all the big pano images on this blog, you can see that the glacier comes down straight from Everest and wraps into the valley floor – this glacier is GIANT in size). So as you can see below, Base Camp is just sitting on a big pile of ice topped with dirt and rocks. Our journey to Base Camp was before the big expeditions (to summit Mt Everest) typically begin. So there were only a few tents set up here and there at the foot of Everest. There was, however, a lot of expedition gear coming up the trail as were heading back down because April is when people start attempting to summit Everest.
Kevin and I took a moment to explore the glacier ice falls a little bit. It felt like being on another planet. The ice was incredibly beautiful. The image below doesn’t do the size of this area justice – that was honestly the hardest part about this trip as a photographers… the scale of these surroundings are just CRAZY huge. Sometimes it helps throwing people in the frame to give it perspective, but most times it doesn’t help… like the photo below… those ice walls are actually very large, yet a very small part of this massive glacier that flows down from Mt Everest.
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In the midst of of the celebration at Base Camp, I took a moment to remember my family and memorialize this moment in time. For me personally, it was hard to step back and experience/absorb this trip. I felt like I was working for most of it since the reason I was there was to help document the trip. This moment spent by myself at Base Camp was when things started to feel real. I just sat there thinking of my family and everyone back home who supported me through all of this. I don’t think I’ve ever felt as grateful as I did in that moment. A once in a lifetime experience.
KALA PATTAR: Sunrise view of Mt Everest
Having successfully reached Base Camp we endured a restless night of sleep in the village of Gorak Shep at 16,962 feet. The night was frigidly cold as the temperature in our rooms dropped to around 5 to 10 degrees (colder outside). Early in the morning Tim and I woke up early to hike up to the top of Kala Patthar (18,192 feet) for the best view of Everest that you can experience on this trek. By the light of our headlamps we slowly began our ascent towards the summit. This was probably the most physically challenging thing I’ve ever done and it was mentally straining as well. The day before had been extremely long (getting up to Base Camp and back down to the village of Gorak Shep) and then we got little to no sleep because of the high elevation. The climb up Kala Pattar was a “quick” climb up 1,230 vertical feet, at dark, in freezing conditions (and with no water since my Nalgene lid was frozen solid) in hopes of reaching the top in time to view the sun rising over Mt Everest (Everest is the peak on the left – below).
Tim at the summit (above). The photo below gives you a good idea of the area. On the left side of the frame is the Khumbu glacier moving down from Mt Everest and sweeping down the massive valley that it created. Base Camp sits close to that “elbow” where the glacier turns. The big dark peak on the left is Mt Everest. Even at this vantage point (the best view on the entire trip) Mt Everest is still elusive and hidden behind other seemingly larger peaks.
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We summitted just in time to experience the warmth of the sun’s rays and the jawdropping beauty of the sun rising over earths highest geographical point. Standing on the tip-top of Kala Pattar marked the highest either of us have ever been: 18,192 feetTim and I quickly got down to the village with just enough time to eat a quick breakfast and then join the team for a long hard day of descending. We had accomplished what we set out to do, but the work was far from over. We had to climb all the way down to where we started. Celebratory popcorn was in order later that day after a successful journey to Everest Base Camp and a beautiful sunrise on the summit of Kala Pattar.
THE JOURNEY HOME:
Our team made a rapid descent down the trail. It took just a few days to go down what took us over a week to go up. Each day down the trail our bodies are grateful to take in more and more oxygen rich air. We raced back to Lukla and hopped on what was literally the last flight out from the mountain before winds and clouds shut the airport down for days. Before we knew it we were airborne headed for home. According to this guy (Nate, below), the flight out of the worlds most dangerous airport on an old sketchy prop-plane through the Himalayas was a complete “snore-fest” ;)
(above) Once we arrived safely back in Kathmandu we signed flags and celebrated with our guides. They were so great to work with! (Hamnath and Tulsi, our faithful guides, below) They even bought Eli a few gifts: a t-shirt and a “chicken hat” (an inside joke from the trip). We honestly didn’t know how the people in Nepal might treat Eli because of the stigma that disability has in this country, but everyone we came in contact with was gracious and helpful towards Eli and our team.
Oh, there’s one more story to tell… Eli and his famous BBQ chips…
The very first time I met Eli (at LAX for this trip) he told me many tales about his beloved Lays BBQ chips :) They were his favorite thing to snack on, and the single thing he talked most about. We had intentionally left one can of chips back at our hotel in Kathmandu. It served as a source of inspiration for Eli’s trek to Base Camp. We literally made up songs about these chips on the trail, talked about them dozens of times a day, and would dream each night about these tasty little snacks. As soon as we returned from our successful trek at Everest Base Camp we opened the BBQ chips and celebrated Eli’s victory! Go ahead Eli, slam that can, you deserve it buddy. :)
As we started our journey home we told stories, relived moments, talk about BBQ chips some more and tried to process all the things that made up this epic, historic and purposeful adventure. Our hearts were full of joy, accomplishment and so many emotions as we finally came around the corner out of U.S. customs and were greeted by family, friends and film crews welcoming us home.
Before we knew it, Eli’s story had spread rapidly across the nation and around the world within the following week. His story was seen and heard by literally millions of people around the globe, reaching at least 40 other countries through radio, internet and television.
We knew that Eli’s story would be different and we hoped that it would get some attention and build awareness on many levels. But we never imagined the type of publicity Eli’s story received after we returned from Nepal. We never set out to break records or anything like that. We honestly didn’t know if Eli (or any of us for that matter) would even make it past day one!
The whole point of this trip wasn’t that Eli would do something no one had ever done before (although the media loved that and spread the news far and wide).
The point in all of this was to spread a message of hope and love. To be able to talk about disability in a different light, and maybe help the world understand that it’s nothing to hide or run away from. We wanted to show and talk about how each of us are created uniquely and for a purpose and how each of us have value. Most of all, that we have hope in something greater.
THE STORY ISN’T OVER:
The journey to Everest Base Camp is a massive accomplishment but it pales in comparison to the journey of those impacted by disability. Struggle, pain, and difficulty mark their trail. Unfortunately, a majority of the world’s disabled do not have the support of a team or community pulling for their success. These priceless friends have so few resources, whether physical, emotional, or spiritual.
Jesus modeled a life spent mostly with the marginalized and/or physically broken. Those experiencing disability continue to be pushed aside. Through the funds raised and the awareness created by this trip the Elisha Foundation continues to expand its reach into the lives of the disabled. They cannot do it alone. Your skills, talents, abilities, prayer, and funds are critical to accomplishing the mission, inspired by the life of Jesus, to impact the lives of those experiencing disability by providing needed spiritual and physical resources. With your help we can change one sweet life at a time. You can be a part of this great adventure with a purpose.
Below is the documentary we put together that retells the story of this historic trek.
And this video below is the fun lighthearted side of the project:
To find out more about the Elisha Foundation and how you can get involved, please visit their website: TheElishaFoundation.org We would encourage you to support them however you can – the work that they do is life changing for those impacted by disability.
Eli is single handedly the most inspiring person I know. He’s a world changer.
GREAT JOB ELI! SO PROUD OF YOU BUDDY!
As I mentioned in the post about our hot air balloon ride, I (Courtney) get/arrange adventures for Gary for any gift-giving occasion instead of buying him things so I knew that I had to do something BIG for his 30th birthday which was at the end of January. My solution was a road trip of epic family-style proportions. Gary has been talking about a roadtrip up the coast of California for the last few years and I decided it was finally time to make it happen.
In order for the epic level to be where we wanted it to be, we knew that we couldn’t have this adventure on our own. Randy and Erin Hill (of He & She Photography) and their little guy Linus were an obvious choice for travel buddies since A) They’re awesome and B) They’re really awesome. View their images from our trip on their blog.
After ridiculous amounts of planning we were set to go. We spent the first night at the Hill’s little ranch in Paso Robles (Central CA Coast) strategizing about how to fit 7 people and all our crap into our rented minivan. Several hours and a few glasses of wine later we finally got it all to fit. Barely. (BTW – all the side-by-side square images are from what we Instagrammed – follow us here)
The next morning we took off bright and early in order to make it to our first stop in Big Sur. On the way we stopped to see the Elephant Seals near Morrow Bay (they’re fascinating and disgusting… they got all “National Geographic” on us and were fighting and mating and all that crazy obnoxious seal stuff).
The next break was at Ragged Point which has the most incredible view of the coast line and where my child threw the world’s most horrific temper tantrum (just keepin’ it real folks.)
The final stop for the day was McWay Falls which looks like something out of a movie. Hidden waterfall that pours into the ocean. Ridiculously beautiful and the scene of my other child throwing a horrific temper tantrum. BTW, this whole time Linus was a complete angel. Obviously.
It’s hard to tell in these images, but there was a massive swell that hit the west coast during our trip, the waves were easily over 20 feet tall. It was loud, huge and beautiful.
We finally made it to Big Sur in the afternoon and checked into our glorious little cabin in the woods and explored the area. We thought our cabin had a kitchen, but it didn’t, so we roasted hot dogs over the campfire.
The next day we continued onward and upward towards San Francisco. This was the longest day of driving that we had. Thank goodness that rental van had a DVD player for the kiddos. We also stopped in Monterey at the world’s most amazing playground.
Somehow Gary had never driven over the Golden Gate Bridge (he says he’s never even seen it but I just don’t believe him.) so we stopped for the obligatory San Fran shots of the bridge and let the kids rage around.
We randomly pulled over for potty break (there was a fair amount of “I need to PEE and/or POOP!” moments coming from the back of the car) and found an incredibly gorgeous spot to take in another beautiful sunset. It was also kind of a dreamy shooting location and we just couldn’t help ourselves.
Above, Joelle is a professional photo-bomber… and below, Linus is a professional hat steeler ;)Lots of this (dancing, above) on the trip… and lots of Charlotte falling down – she’s the less coordinated one out of our bunch :)That night we stayed in a spot we found on Airbnb that was half really cool and half really weird. Just part of the adventure I guess.
Mendacino and Fort Bragg were the next stops and then we found Sea Glass Beach which is exactly what it sounds like: A beach that is almost entirely made up of sea glass instead of sand. Who knew that pollution could be so lovely? Linus was beside himself with how beautiful it was and decided to just roll around in it and bathe himself in it. Freakin’ love that kid. Jo kept exclaiming “It’s so BEAU-tiful!” and then illegally collected half the beach and stashed in it my pockets. I dumped [most of] it back out before we left. Charlie was just confused about where the sand was.
Quick stop in Eureka for some brews and into the Redwoods for a night. This is when the weather turned on us. However, the rain did not stop Gary and Randy from illegally approaching some terrifying and bad ass Elk in a field that was surroundedby large signs reading “DANGER Do Not Approach the Elk”. It also did not stop us from attempting a rainy hike to see the ginormous trees, although it was cut short by my children whining about the rain and cold.
After an overnight driving break in Redding involving a mall playground and random thai food, we went on our way through Mt. Shasta and into Central Oregon to our final destination: Bend.
Bend was full of the usual fun: Good beer, good friends, family, snow, sledding. We attempted some family walks during which our children were mostly just confused and upset by how cold it was…except Linus who was confused and upset about why he had to be inside so much. Gary’s family threw him an amazing birthday party celebrating his last 30 years which was only slightly dampened by the fact that most of Bend had come down with a crazy flu. I happened to get that same flu at spent the evening in bed with a fever which was totally crappy.
Charlotte lookin’ for someone to POWN with that snowball – if only she could see through that hat and her hair ;) Also, here’s Charlotte falling down (below), again :)
Gary got to go backcountry snowboarding with some buddies (Matt and Kyle).
The weekend finished up with several other coming down with the flu so we decided to bolt on Monday. We pretty much made the drive in one straight shot through the night (with one quick stop in Redding to explore their new sundial bridge and grab some dinner), landing back in Paso Robles around 2am.
Overall the trip was lovely, quick, a little chaotic and exhausting but completely worth it. We wish we would’ve had more time! I think we could have spent several days at each spot we stopped at! There were lots of things we wish we could’ve done that our kids were just too little for so I think we might do a repeat (but more extended) trip in a few years. Overall, a great and extremely memorable trip to ring in Gary’s 30th. Huge thanks to Randy and Erin for rallying with us and being fabulous travel buddies.
And most of all…Happy Freakin’ Birthday to the love of my life. Can’t wait to be with you for all of the next 30 years.
Well folks… We’ve got some big news. I (Courtney) have been trying to figure out how to make this sound less random, but I finally just figured that it IS pretty random, so I should probably just spit it out. Here it goes: I wrote a children’s book. And it’s being published :)
Since I found out that it will go to print I’ve only told a handful of people because it still just doesn’t quite seem real. I’m really not sure how to write this post so I figured I would just answer the questions that people have asked me when I told them the news. Ready? Here it is…
What is the book about?
The book is called Growing Global Kids™ and it’s a book for children ages 3-6 about two small kids who hear about life in a developing country and realize how crazy blessed they are. Once they understand how much they have, they feel compelled to help other children who don’t have as much as they do. The solution offered in this book is child sponsorship so the two kids end up sponsoring a set of siblings and building a relationship with them. My goal for the book is to help parents pop the affluent and often entitled “bubble” that our kids (or at least OUR kids) seem to be growing up in by making them aware that they are incredibly blessed to have the life that they do. However, rather than depressing them with the news that the rest of the world is not as blessed as they are, I hope to empower them to make a difference. It is my humble opinion that kids have the power to change the world if we just gave them resources to do so…this is my attempt to put at least one small resource into their tiny hands.
My goal is to eventually have a series of 4 or 5 books of this nature to help parents and kids come together and tackle some of the major global issues of our day.
Am I illustrating it?
Oh HECK no! I don’t have an artistic bone in my body. I am working with the phenomenally talented Thomas Monson…an artist in Portland, Oregon and a friend of ours from back in the day. We are in the process of illustrating it right now and should be done with that part of the book production by March. I can not WAIT for you guys to see the artwork that Tom has created for the book!
When will it go to print?
Hopefully by July or August we’ll be holding it in our hands. :)
Ok…Where did this idea come from?!?
I got the idea about a year and a half ago. I honestly don’t feel I can take much credit for the idea as it seems to have been given to me rather than created by me. After attempting to ignore the idea for the book for about a year (due to paralyzing fear), I finally gave into the deep compulsion I felt to write it and sat down and penned it last summer. I submitted it to a publisher in the Midwest in October and received a contract shortly after.
So that’s the story :) I’m so excited (and terrified) for you all to see it. I feel very naked sharing this with the world and yet at the same time extremely honored and undeserving of my role in this project. My hope for this book is that children can be inspired and empowered to make a difference, parents can have a tangible way to help grow their child’s sense of gratitude and ideas about generosity and most of all that more and more children around the globe can be sponsored, stay healthy, get an education and grow up to make the world a better place.
Thanks for listening/reading! We’ll keep you posted as we get closer to print and let you all know how you can pre-order your first dozen copies once it’s done. ;)