“OK, everybody up! The heli is ready to gooooooo” sang
Adrian at 5am. I genuinely couldn’t believe my ears after what had seemed like
non-stop torrential rain all evening. Stuffing my sleeping bag and bedbugs into
my duffel bag I couldn’t help but wonder what adventure the day held. The
morning sky revealed patches of blue sky between the thickening cloud. It was
obvious that more rain was on its way however the main question was no so much
‘if’ but ‘when’. All that stood between the lodge and the helicopter was a
field of leeches – the final obstacle to safety We made a run for the heli with
our socks strategically pulled to our knees, our packs on our backs. It wasn’t
long before the first leech sighting was called – a leech at Chad’s knee moving
alarmingly quickly up his leg. He handled it well and we let the Usain Bolt of
leeches continue to make its way up his leg while we looked on and took
photographs in sheer horror…. Base Camp has never looked more appealing..!!
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