. Mount Everest, the reconnaissance, 1921. MaUoryand Biillock had aheady left Kharta on August 2 to explorethis route, which we thought would lead us to the Easternface of Mount Everest. As WoUaston and Morshead hadnow arrived at Kharta, there was nothing to prevent myfollowing the others and learning something about thegeography of the country. Eleven mule-loads of rations,consisting of flour, potatoes, sugar and rations for thesurveyors, had just arrived; there was therefore now nocause for me to worry about shortage of supplies. Thesehad been sent off from Yatung on June 15, but had onlyarr
. Mount Everest, the reconnaissance, 1921. MaUoryand Biillock had aheady left Kharta on August 2 to explorethis route, which we thought would lead us to the Easternface of Mount Everest. As WoUaston and Morshead hadnow arrived at Kharta, there was nothing to prevent myfollowing the others and learning something about thegeography of the country. Eleven mule-loads of rations,consisting of flour, potatoes, sugar and rations for thesurveyors, had just arrived; there was therefore now nocause for me to worry about shortage of supplies. Thesehad been sent off from Yatung on June 15, but had onlyarrived at Klharta on August 2. Learning that I was aboutto start ofi, Hopaphema, the old Zemindar, hurriedly cameround with a large basket full of spinach, potatoes, andturnips, which he insisted on my taking with me. On August 5, taking with me Chheten Wangdi and adozen coohes, I started oflE in the tracks of Mallory andBullock. For the first few miles we travelled up the KiartaValley, through rich fields of barley, by far the best that I. THE KAMA VALLEY 113 had seen so far in Tibet. The crops were very even andeveryvrhere quite 3 feet in height. The valley was thicklyinhabited, contaming villages nearly every mile, and manymonasteries, some of which were surrounded by fine oldgnarled juniper trees. Our local coohes made very poorprogress, taking six hours to cover the first 6 miles, asthey stopped at every village for a drink. After passingthe last village, there was a steep climb of 1,000 feet. Hereour coolies were very anxious to stop and spend the night,but I pushed on ahead, and they came on behind very slowlyand reluctantly. Seeing that it was impossible to get overthe Langma La, I stopped at the limit of firewood and campedat a height of 16,100 feet. Poo, who was acting as my cook,had forgotten to bring any matches with him, and I watchedhim with much interest fighting a fire of damp rhododendronbushes with the flint and tinder that he always day had been cle
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