MANY NEPALI
MOUNTAINEERS
HAD BEEN PART
OF GROUNDBREAKING
CLIMBS, BUT NO
ALL-NEPALI TEAM
HAD CLAIMED
A HISTORIC
FIRST ASCENT
ON ITS OWN.
M
INGMA G. STANDS five feet nine
inches, tall for a Sherpa. He’s 33,
broad-shouldered, and often wears
his hair in a thick mop extending
past his collar that is vaguely remi-
niscent of a 1970s rocker. He tends
to look people in the eye when he
speaks and has a way of cutting directly to the
point that seems to add weight to his words.
He grew up in Rolwaling, a narrow valley west
of Everest. It’s far from the bustling Khumbu
Valley, yet Rolwaling has produced some of
the most renowned Sherpa mountain guides.
Mingma G. grew up listening to his father and
uncles, all of whom worked as guides, tell tales
of Mount Everest around the kitchen stove on
cold winter nights. The stories they told weren’t
so much about the foreign mountaineers who
flooded Nepal each spring as they were about
homegrown heroes such as Pasang Lhamu
Sherpa, who in 1993 became the first Nepali
woman to summit Everest and died on her way
down, and his first cousin Lopsang Jangbu
Sherpa, who assisted climbers during the 1996
disaster made famous by the book Into Thin Air
and then tragically died four months later.
In 2006, when Mingma G. was 19, his uncle
took him on his first expedition to Mansalu. The
next year, Mingma G. summited Everest while
working for a French outfitter, and by 2011, he
was organizing and leading his own expeditions.
Those were difficult years. From 2001 to 2008,
Nepal was gripped by a violent Maoist insur-
rection, and many international mountaineers
stayed away. Competition to guide the few who
dared to come to Nepal was intense.
In the winter season of 2019-2020, Mingma G.
cobbled together his own attempt to claim the
first winter summit of K2 with three paying cli-
ents. Life at Base Camp—which at 16,272 feet
sits nearly 1,800 feet higher than Mount Whit-
ney, the highest point in the continental United
States—was itself a severe trial. “If we washed
our clothes, then it takes more than a week to
get it dry unless we dry them on gas heater or
stove,” he wrote to mountaineering journalist
Alan Arnette.
After arriving at Base Camp, Mingma G.
caught an upper respiratory infection and had to
withdraw from the expedition. But it wasn’t long
before he began thinking about trying again.
And then COVID-19 struck. Tens of thousands
of guides, porters, and cooks were out of work
especially near the top, which means that any
mistake is magnified to near-fatal consequences.
Trip over your crampons or clip into an unsecured
line by mistake, and it’s unlikely you’ll stop falling
before hitting the glacier thousands of feet below.
Because the margin for error is even further
reduced in winter, success, or really survival,
comes down to logistics—planning for the worst
conditions and nightmarish scenarios. Colossal
peaks, such as Everest and K2, are rarely climbed
in a single linear push. Rather, teams generally
move up and down the mountain, acclimatizing
to higher altitudes while setting up a network
of fixed ropes and camps stocked with critical
gear, such as oxygen bottles, tents, and ropes. In
recent years, the notion of a faster, lighter style
of alpinism has prevailed, but K2 in winter calls
for an old-school group effort: Individuals must
haul several heavy loads over dangerous terrain.
It demands old-fashioned teamwork.
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