I saw Everest!
I’ve never ridden a propeller plane before. But I did! In Nepal. We initially weren’t planning to take a mountain flight, it was one of the last things to go on our planned itinerary. I’m glad we went. Some friends told me riding a propeller plane is scary, but it wasn’t; maybe I was just lucky.
(By the way, did you know that the right way to pronounce Everest, as in the mountain, is EEV-rest? Eve as in the name! I didn’t know that.)
Our mountain flight was 6:30am and it was a wet, rainy morning and we doubted the flight would push through, but once we were up the clouds the rain seemed to stop–well, we were higher than the rain, I suppose!
Of course, the fact that it was a rainy morning gave us a good chance of seeing a rainbow, too :)
When we arrived within viewing distance of Everest, we were each given a bit less than a minute each to view Everest from the cockpit of the propeller plane.
Everest / Sagarmatha (8848m)
and either Makalu (8463m) and/or Kanchanjunga (8586m)
I am even more in awe of people who attempt to summit the peak.