We arrived back at camp and stood together in a circle around the fire and stoves, still in silence. When everyone had arrived back at camp The Bush read a Bible verse Enrique had selected, and the solo was over. The first words spoken: "Hey guys, what's up?" Glove Love, of course.
We had "sherpa stew" (vegetable stew) and chocolate pie for breakfast and shared our ACEs, and BK and Lynn gave us "commitment cord" bracelets. Basically these are cords that they cut to fit our wrists and fastened by melting with a lighter and melding the melted ends. Thus, these bracelets aren't coming off unless we cut them off.
Then we packed up the camp we'd set up two days ago, before the solo, and set out. It was a truly short hike, maybe half an hour, to reach the bus that would take us back to La Vida base camp. I was so happy to see the bus after everything we'd been through on the trail that I legit(imately) gave it a big huge hug. No joke. We tossed our packs in and enjoyed our hour and a half in a van tightly packed together with other people who hadn't showered or used deodorant in several days. Si.
On the way we each shared the stories of how our solo days had gone, and at this point I have to admit something. The pseudonyms I chose for my teammates, in the case of those without nicknames, were based on their usual behavior, not on the more important stuff. The Joker had an incredible story to share for his solo, and it will also come in later.
Upon arriving back at base camp, there were a few things that we had to do. We hosed down the group tarp and solo tarps and hung them over a clothesline, put our leftover group food and stuff back in the cabin where it belonged, and all that. We also had to find a place to sleep. Somehow the sherpas checked the weather and as chances were that it was not going to rain under any circumstances, we set up our sleeping bags out in the field, under the open sky. No group tarp or tents that night. Just us and the sky. For a little while we sat out there and watched wispy cirrus clouds and read and talked about the Bible and chillaxed, enjoying the weather and each others' company.
We had "sherpa stew" (vegetable stew) and chocolate pie for breakfast and shared our ACEs, and BK and Lynn gave us "commitment cord" bracelets. Basically these are cords that they cut to fit our wrists and fastened by melting with a lighter and melding the melted ends. Thus, these bracelets aren't coming off unless we cut them off.
Then we packed up the camp we'd set up two days ago, before the solo, and set out. It was a truly short hike, maybe half an hour, to reach the bus that would take us back to La Vida base camp. I was so happy to see the bus after everything we'd been through on the trail that I legit(imately) gave it a big huge hug. No joke. We tossed our packs in and enjoyed our hour and a half in a van tightly packed together with other people who hadn't showered or used deodorant in several days. Si.
On the way we each shared the stories of how our solo days had gone, and at this point I have to admit something. The pseudonyms I chose for my teammates, in the case of those without nicknames, were based on their usual behavior, not on the more important stuff. The Joker had an incredible story to share for his solo, and it will also come in later.
Upon arriving back at base camp, there were a few things that we had to do. We hosed down the group tarp and solo tarps and hung them over a clothesline, put our leftover group food and stuff back in the cabin where it belonged, and all that. We also had to find a place to sleep. Somehow the sherpas checked the weather and as chances were that it was not going to rain under any circumstances, we set up our sleeping bags out in the field, under the open sky. No group tarp or tents that night. Just us and the sky. For a little while we sat out there and watched wispy cirrus clouds and read and talked about the Bible and chillaxed, enjoying the weather and each others' company.
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