A drive worthy of The Dakar rally, or a suitable location for the next Camel Trophy, getting from the last resort, Tingri, to BC proved a challenge. The 75 kilometres took us 5 hours to complete, and led to no less than five car breakdowns, including engine trouble, a door that fell apart and as we reached the famous Rongbuk Monastery we broke our right front rim.

The landscape seemed a never-ending rock desert, a beautiful and desolate mix of rolling sand-dunes, moraines and rock gardens. Occasionally we crossed iced-up rivers, that would later in the day become thundering creeks on their long way towards the Pacific Ocean.

The monks of Rongbuk hid in religious contemplation as Tomas and Tormod helped the Tibetan driver find and put on our last spare tire. 15 minutes later we arrived in BC, a rock-garden the size of ten football-fields.

We pitched out tens facing Everest, so that every morning in BC we shall be reminded of our dream - The first ski descent of Everest North Face.