The Bog

T plus 6 days. It’s Thanksgiving. Would be nice to have Epsilon join us today. Have a meeting with the Sherpa later today. Will probably talk ascent strategy for the coming week. Baked and…

T plus 5 days. Provisions for both an easy and full Thanksgiving arrive today, in case Epsilon decides to make an appearance, we’ll be ready. The sun is actually out, I lost track of how many…

T plus 4 days. Yep. Still pregnant. Actually slept well last night, well, after I fell asleep after four this morning (after having sushi at 2am and pineapple at 3am). We’re still solidly…

T plus 3 days. As much as I enjoy backrubs and hot chocolate at 3:30 in the morning, base camp would be a happier and more comfortable place if Epsilon would join us on the outside.

T plus 2 days. Watching favorite movie last night didn’t inspire Epsilon, was hoping the “Flight of the Valkyries” scene of Apocalypse Now would have got her moving. Nope,…

T plus 1 day. Up late listening to foxes yelping and what I can only guess was a Lapwing calling right outside my window. Epsilon showing no signs of budging from base camp today. Hopefully the grey…

T plus 1 day. It’s after midnight. I’m officially overdue despite my efforts to convince Epsilon otherwise.

T = 0 days. Here we are, Epsilon and I are still hunkered down. Starting to lose track of days, it’s grey and dark again. Armed with fresh supplies, we may just camp out on the ball or take…

T minus 1 day. Another grey day at base camp. Attacked in the night by a ravenous white ermine. Caught in the glow of my flashlight while pirating cheese. The Sherpa should arrive by noon. Hopefully…

T minus 2 days. Grey and windy day. Epsilon and I are still sat at base camp. Dreamt last night that Mark told me she arrived while I was sleeping. The Sherpa visits tomorrow, will the ascent be made…