Yesterday we had a little taste of winter. The weather was bleak. There was a wild, bitingly cold wind, hail, rain, sleet and snowflakes, and temperatures that barely rose above freezing point. Oh, and a few moments of sun, as well. I stayed indoors and tried not to mind the ice and cold whipping around the house.
This morning the storm was gone and the sun was shining again, but not with a lot of warmth. We ventured out to view the world. It hadn’t been cold enough for the snow to stay on the ground, at sea level, (where we are), but the hills of the city were covered with snow.
As we looked at the snow from a distance, we listened on the car radio to the story of Sir Edmund Hillary and Tenzing Norgay. Sixty years ago, today, they reached the summit of Mt Everest; the first people to succeed in climbing to the top of the highest point on earth. Two humble climbers; one remarkable moment.
It is a great story, that first successful ascent of Everest. One part of the story that I particularly like is this; there were two New Zealanders on the expedition, Edmund Hillary and George Lowe. When Hillary descended from the summit, he was greeted by George Lowe and this was their exchange :-
Lowe, waiting at the South Col with a thermos, called, “How did you get on?”
“Well, George, we knocked the bastard off!”
“Thought you probably must have,” replied Lowe. “Here, have a cup of soup.”
For more information on this day, sixty years ago, try the following links.
And, here are some of the photos I took, today, of the first snowfall of the year. The scenery may not be up to Himalayan standards but it has its own charms and is a lot easier to access.