X-Pyr: The hike & fly race across the Pyrenees

When in the middle of January of this year I received the email confirming that our team had been selected to participate in X-Pyr 2016, I first felt thrilled and proud to have been chosen for one of the biggest and most exciting adventure races in the world. My next thought was, “you better get it together because the first half of this year will be one of the most challenging of your life”.

I’m no stranger to tough challenges. I’ve been climbing mountains for the past 23 years and among many other achievements I’ve stood on the summit of Mount Everest (8,848 meters) 6 times. I began paragliding as a safer and more efficient way of getting off the mountains and I’ve participated in many competitions. I’ve sailed offshore for thousands of miles, mostly singlehanded and I’ve run in about two dozen marathons, Ironman triathlons and hundreds of road races. But this year would be especially challenging because I had to run a marathon in February, I had to train for and climb Mount Everest again during the spring and I had to get ready for X-Pyr. My teammate Alex Gonzalez was a big help with planning the logistics for X-Pyr while I concentrated on my climbing expedition.

I flew to Nepal on March 28 and went flying in Pokhara. It’s one of my favorite sites. On April 7 I flew to the Himalayas and began the trek to Everest Base Camp, climbing a 6,200 mountain on the way. I arrived at Base Camp on April 19 and began the slow process of getting acclimatized to the altitude. My plan was to try to climb without supplemental oxygen but, as I was climbing in association with The Live Love Laugh Foundation trying to raise awareness about the dangers of depression and mental health disorders, I made the decision to give up my personal goal and reach the summit with the Foundation’s banner. I got to the summit on May 12 climbing with Pa Rita Sherpa on a day with perfect weather conditions. It was my 6th summit.

As I returned to Base Camp the next day my mind went from climbing mode to hike & fly mode. Everest was behind me and X-Pyr was where I would focus all my energy and time. I returned to Mexico a few weeks later and one of the first things I did was to go to Valle de Bravo and fly again. What an amazing feeling to be back in the sky after dreaming about it for two months. I knew there would be a lot of catching up to do with only one and a half months to go before the start of X-Pyr.

During the weeks leading to X-Pyr I will be flying more than I’ve ever flown before, and I will be posting updates on this blog and on social media about my training and preparations. Thank you for following me on this adventure. 

The Live Love Laugh Foundation at the summit of Everest (Part 3/Final)

The Ice Bulge and Triangular Face

During many of the nights I’d spent at Camp 4 on Everest (8,000m) on previous expeditions, it had been so windy that we even had to push out the tent walls to keep them from collapsing. This time the forecast that predicted a maximum wind speed of 10 mph was completely accurate. And even though I actually didn’t get to sleep, I was able to rest and listen to music until 11:00pm on May 11 when my iPhone’s alarm went off. By then Pa Rita Sherpa was already awake. 

First we got the stoves going to brew coffee and melt ice to have enough water for our climb to the summit. Because of the lack of oxygen, it takes much longer at that altitude to put on all of our gear and to get ready to leave camp. Just putting on my Millet double boots took about 10 minutes. The gear I was wearing was: two pairs of socks, double boots (with heated insoles), two pairs of long underwear (bottoms, thick and thin), two pairs of long underwear tops (thick and thin), down suit, buff, OR gorilla mask, OR heated gloves, goggles, headlamp, crampons and harness. In my backpack I had extra gloves, down mittens, two litters of water, ice axe, VHF radio and first aid kit. I also packed The Live Love Laugh Foundation’s banner and two of the three oxygen bottles I had available. Finally, in my down suit pockets I put my camera, iPhone and satellite phone. By 12:15am on May 12 we were ready to go and I called base camp on the radio. The final push to the summit began under perfect weather conditions.

We could see a couple of headlamps on the route that meant Kenton Cool and his group had decided to start early. We followed their tracks and soon made it all the way to the top of the ice bulge and the beginning of the Triangular Face. Because of the heavy snow on the afternoon before and from previous days, there was much more snow on the mountain than I’d ever seen before. But this particular kind of snow was extremely dry and wouldn’t stick so, even though the four climbers above us had made a great effort to kick steps, when we got there those steps were already covered with snow and we had to do the work all over again. It would be like that the whole way.

The five hours we spent climbing in the dark was a surreal experience. Our world was reduced to the area that our headlamps reached. The rest was darkness and it felt as if nothing else existed beyond the light beam. That night there was no moon and the sky was clear so when we took a break and turned off our headlamps, stars began to appear and soon the whole Milky Way followed. I’ve spent a big part of my life in the outdoors and countless nights sailing under the stars but I’ve never seen a night sky so stunning as the one I saw that night. Another amazing thing I saw that night was thunderstorms all around us, thousands of meters bellow. They were so far that we couldn’t hear the thunder but we could see the light show for hours.

We continued climbing very efficiently on the way to the Balcony at 8,500 meters. I lead and Pa Rita Sherpa followed. It was such a relief having the mountain to ourselves and not being stuck climbing behind many others. The decision to go early in the season was paying off even if I was using oxygen. While we climbed we didn’t talk much and stopped just a few times preferring to keep moving and stay warm. Although there was no wind, I reminded myself to be proactive and keep moving my toes and fingers, keeping the circulation going. 

From the Balcony to the South Summit. You can see the other four climbers above us.

I had put on new batteries on my headlamp before leaving Camp 4 but I could clearly see that it was losing power. The batteries were supposed to last for about 50 hours but the temperature was -30ºC and the light was becoming very dim. Thankfully the sunrise was sneaking up on us and soon I didn’t need the headlamp anymore. We were at the Balcony, the spot where Hilary and Norgay spent the night before they climbed to the summit for the first time 63 years ago. From there we could see the other four climbers 200 meters above us. As we changed oxygen bottles for new ones the sun finally came up over the horizon. It was about 5:00am

The next challenge was to climb up on the southeast ridge all the way to the south summit. For me this is one of the toughest parts since I find the two rocky sections difficult. It took us another two and a half hours to reach the south summit. The other climbers were just 50 meters away from us. Although I felt tired, knowing I was so close to my goal gave me the emotional boost I needed to get to the summit. 

From the South Summit, the ridge towards the Hillary Step.

Another challenging section was the traverse on the ridge towards the Hillary Step. This year it had so much snow that instead of climbing over rock we followed a knife-edge snow ridge with many cornices. Then it was time to climb the Hillary Step. But when I reached the place where it should have been, all I saw was a snow ramp and I actually thought the boulders that formed it were gone. I thought they might have collapsed because of the big earthquake the previous year and I later wrote on social media about this. The boulders were just buried under the snow as I later found out. So for us it was just a simple climb on that snow ramp and then we were on the summit ridge.

It’s very hard to describe the avalanche of emotions I felt when I saw the four people ahead of us standing on the highest point on the planet. It was a mix of satisfaction, relief and so much gratitude for the people that made it possible for me to be there one more time. 

Climbers at the summit of Everest

When I took the last few steps to the summit I had tears in my eyes that quickly froze to my eyelashes. After giving a hug to Pa Rita Sherpa, and congratulating each other and I removed my backpack and took out The Live Love Laugh Foundation’s banner that was rolled inside. Pa Rita took my photo holding it. We had reached our goal: climbing to the summit of Mount Everest for mental health awareness. We were sharing the message: #YouAreNotAlone. It was 8:24am. When I made the radio call to base camp I could hear the cheers on the background. After 3 years foreigners had reached the summit of Everest from Nepal. It was my 6th time up there.

I closed my eyes and silently thanked the thousands of people following the expedition, the Trustees of the Foundation for believing in me. I also took a moment to think about the people struggling to overcome depression and mental health disorders, wishing they will soon get on the road to recovery and to start living a happy life.

Having carried my satellite phone all the way to the summit it was time to call my family. It’s very important to talk to them from the summit and let them know how their support had been essential for me to have reached my goal again. Since there was some battery still left on the phone I also tried calling Deepika Padukone to thank her and let her know how the movement she started with the Foundation had reached the highest point on the planet. She showed a lot of courage when she opened up about her problems with depression. That courage was an inspiration to me. After several tries where the call was sent to voicemail, I left her a message and switched the phone off. I thought, “How cool is that? Voicemail from the summit of Everest!”. Finally, I took a few minutes to enjoy the spectacular view: eight thousand meter peaks and massive glaciers all around, blue sky and perfect weather. I had climbed using oxygen, but giving up on my personal goal had been worth it. I had no regrets. As we left the summit, 45 minutes after we had reached it, I looked back and saw for the last time that magical place. I concentrated on noticing every detail and saving that image on my mind.

It took us 7 hours to safely climb down to Camp 2. As I lay inside my sleeping bag I began to realize what I had achieved. It was probably going to be my last time up there. For 11 years, Everest had given me some of the toughest and some of the most rewarding moments of my life. Climbing it I had made great friends and I’d seen amazing feats of courage: people putting themselves at risk to save the lives of other. I’m very grateful for all these experiences: good and bad. I also feel unlimited gratitude towards the people that made my adventures on Everest possible. They have helped me get closer to my ultimate goal: to live a meaningful life, full of unique experiences.

The Live Love Laugh Foundation at the summit of Everest (Part 2)

The Khumbu Ice Fall changes every day. Crevasses open up, searacs collapse and every trip up and down is a different experience. Because of the snowfall later in the season the condition were much safer than the first time I went up. Still, as I climbed with Pa Rita Sherpa, we were careful with every step we took and it was a relief when we reached Camp 2 early in the morning of May 7. 

Camp 2 under the snow

After already spending so many days above 6,400 meters that season, my heart rate and breathing felt comfortable that afternoon at dinner in the kitchen tent. Talking with the Sherpas during meals is something I always look forward to. I have been climbing with the same Sherpa team since 2008, nine years, and spending time with them feels like spending time with family. It really feels that way. During my stay at Camp 2 I kept going over the weather forecasts for our possible summit day, May 12, and also the plans for the Sherpa team that was climbing to the summit. It was on May 9 that I was forced to make a decision between using this as my final acclimatization rotation to Camp 4 and try to climb without using supplemental oxygen or to go for an early summit, giving up on my personal goal, and making sure that The Live Love Laugh Foundation’s banner made it to the summit. As mentioned on Part 1 of this post, I felt my work with the Foundation was a priority. I decided to go for an early attempt.

Climbing on the Lhotse Face

I continued the ascent reaching camp 3, at 7,200 meters, after climbing halfway up the Lhotse face on May 10. The climb was over ice rising at an average of 50º. Thankfully there were very few climbers on the route. That’s one of the advantages of going for an unusually early summit: no crowds. It’s never easy to set up Camp 3 since shelves big enough for the tents need to be choppedfrom the ice. I spent all that afternoon and night by myself since the Sherpas prefer to climb directly from Camp 2 to Camp 4 and spend a more comfortable night at lower altitudes. Enjoying the silence and solitude, I ran the stoves all of the afternoon, melting ice and boiling water, making soup and instant noodles. That’s as far as my cooking skills go on and off the mountains. There was some snowfall on the afternoon, but not more than what was forecasted. Before the sun set below the horizon I was rewarded with an amazing view of Pumori and Cho-Oyu, the sixth highest mountain in the world.

Everest and the Geneva Spur

I woke up early on May 11. During the night I didn’t sleep much but still felt rested and ready to head up. All my gear was packed when Pa Rita arrived and it was time to move. That morning I had been melting ice for about two hours to have enough water for the whole day. To me, the climb from Camp 3 to Camp 4 is one of the toughest parts of the expedition because you can see most of the route and it never seems to get any closer. We continued to make our way up, passing the Yellow Band and the Geneva Spur. The upper part of the Lhotse face seemed to have more snow than any of the other times I’ve been up there and that was a good thing since when the mountain is dry there is constant danger of being hit by falling rocks and ice. The snow keeps all of that buried. Still, as we reached the South Col, the rocky and icy saddle formed between Everest and Lhotse, I was amazed at seeing it all buried under the snow.

The South Col

Pa Rita Sherpa's turn at the stoves

We arrived at Camp 4 around 2:00pm and it took us a few minutes to set up a tent and get settled inside. We had been using supplemental oxygen from Camp 3 and that made it a little bit easier. Once we were inside our tent and we had the stoves going it started to snow. For hours we had heavy snowfall and I started to worry about the conditions higher up and how that would affect our chances to summit the next day. I tried to stay positive and reminded myself I’d been at the South Col many times before under worse weather and I knew we would get our chance that night. During the afternoon Kenton Cool, the British climber, came by to talk about our plans and it was good to know there would be four other climbers going up that night. We would be the first foreigners to try to summit form Nepal since 2013. During that afternoon an Camp 4 we also go word on the radio that the Sherpa team had reached the summit. A few minutes later the snow stopped. Finally things were going our way and around 6:00pm I made the final call to start climbing for the summit that night at 12:00am. That meant we would have just 5 hours to rest before we had to start getting ready to leave Camp 4. 

So up at 8,000 meters, we spent the afternoon of May 11 resting inside our sleeping bags, dreaming of the summit. There was no wind on the mountain and the sky was clear. The sunset was spectacular.

The Live Love Laugh Foundation at the summit of Everest (Part 1)

On May 12, 2016, at 8:24am I reached the summit of Mount Everest for the 6th time. It was the perfect day for climbing to the highest point on the planet: no wind or high clouds, not too many people on the mountain or dangerous conditions on the route. When I took the last few steps to the summit I had tears in my eyes that quickly froze to my eyelashes. After giving a hug to Pasang Rita Sherpa, my climbing partner, and congratulating each other, I removed my backpack and took out The Live Love Laugh Foundation’s banner that was rolled inside and had been with me every single day for more than two months. We had reached our goal: climbing to the summit of Mount Everest for mental health awareness.

The Live Love Laugh Foundation at the summit of Mount Everest

When I planned this expedition, one of my goals was to make an attempt to climb to the summit without supplemental oxygen, something I’d never tried before. That meant spending more time acclimatizing, climbing all the way to the South Col at 8,000m to get ready and also to go later in the season to try to go during the best and relatively warmer weather (perhaps -25º instead of -35ºC). That would only happen by the end of May and my original plan was to climb late. But during the fist days of May I had to cut short my second rotation after just two days because of high winds. The wind also affected the rope fixing team and they were forced to turn around before the South Col. After so many years spent climbing Everest I knew that being patient and adapting are some of the keys to a successful climb and that’s exactly what I did. I found myself back at my base camp on May 3rd.

Pa Rita Sherpa descending on the Khumbu Ice Fall

Dr. Nima Namgyal Sherpa, our base camp manager was one of the people coordinating the rope team’s movements up and down the mountain. Nanga Dorjee, the leader of the Sherpas working with Asian Trekking, was sending his team to get the camps ready. I met with both of them every day to keep track of the progress. The third person that was essential to our success this season was Michael Fagin who, bases halfway around the world, provided the extremely accurate weather forecasts that I used to make decisions about when to climb.

Our section of Everest Base Camp

While I was recovering at base camp on May 4th, two things happened. The Sherpas finally reached camp 4 at the South Col and the weather reports started showing much lower than usual wind speeds between May 9 and 12. The jet stream would be away from the mountain. They showed a significant increase starting on the 13th. I was still missing one rotation to the South Col to feel comfortable enough to try climbing without oxygen. But the weather forecast was just too good to ignore. And it really seemed like the Sherpa would make an effort to reach the summit on the 11th of May. One of the biggest lessons I’d learned on Everest on 2011 is to try to avoid being stuck with a lot of people going to summit on the same day. That year I decided to turn around because of a massive traffic jam below the Balcony. I promised myself that would never happen to me again. And it seemed like nobody else was aiming for the 12th of May since there was no certainty that the Sherpas would reach the summit on May 11. There had been delays before. It was a gamble. But I decided to put my trust on the Sherpa.

On May 6th I packed once again but this time I got everything I need to reach the summit that wasn’t already at camp 2: my down mittens, high altitude boots, down suit, the banner and my oxygen mask. That’s right. After debating this issue a lot, and I mean hours and hours thinking about it, I decided the only safe way to go for an early summit was by using supplemental oxygen. What tipped the scale in favor of going with oxygen was that my main goal still was bringing The Live Love Laugh Foundation’s banner to the summit of Everest to raise awareness about mental health. Going early, with no crowds and using supplemental oxygen would give me the best chance to achieve this goal. The new plan was to climb up to camp 2, keep track of the Sherpa’s progress and the weather for May 12th, and if everything still looked good, move up to camp 3 on the 10th, camp 4 on the 11th and then to the summit.

At 2:30am on May 7, climbing with Pa Rita Sherpa, we did a final puja at base camp and left to climb the Khumbu Ice Fall one more time.

Climbing over a crevasse with aluminum ladders

First rotation - Everest 2016

Climbing Everest involves a long acclimatization process. We make several ascents on the mountain before the final climb to the summit. Every time we go up, we climb higher and higher. Some people call each of these cycles “rotations”. I arrived at Everest Base Camp at 5,300m to begin my rotations on April 19, after attempting to climb Mount Pachermo, and climbing to the summit of Lobuje East.

Everest Base Camp  

Everest Base Camp  

Pachermo is a non-technical peak around 6,200 meters high that this last winter received almost no snow and therefore had many sections covered in blue ice. I was climbing with Phurba Sherpa from Thamo and we decided the conditions were too risky for the little acclimatization benefit the peak had for me. I later climbed Lobuje alone on a beautiful Himalayan morning with no wind. I was very proud to carry The Live Love Laugh Foundation’s banner to the summit. One of my goals for this Everest expedition is to raise awareness about depression and mental health issues, making the climb much more meaningful.

Puja at base camp

Puja at base camp

Base camp this year seems as big as the last two times I’ve been here in spite of the disasters from the last two years. It’s still a crowded tent city that sprouts at the beginning of April and it’s almost completely gone during the first days of June. We had our blessing ceremony on April 21st, and the multicolored prayer flags rose over our tents. Just two days later, at 3:00am, I started moving up the Khumbu Icefall and straight to Camp 2.

The icefall is one of the most unstable sections of the route we’re climbing. In 2014 over a dozen Sherpa lost their lives when an avalanche fell over the icefall and just last year the earthquake swept the rout and we had to be evacuated via helicopter from above Camp 1. It’s covered with huge crevasses we cross with aluminum ladders tied together over them. The route through the icefall changes every time we move up and down. It’s difficult to be objective with this kind of analysis but I believe this year the icefall is in one of the worst conditions I’ve seen. Usually snow covers parts of the seracs, making it more stable and passage is faster. Now, after a very dry winter, it’s almost made of chunks of ice, big and small, that obviously came from multiple collapses.

Khumbu Icefall

Khumbu Icefall

I arrived at Camp 1 after dawn but before the sun hit the glacier. Then came the frustrating climb along the Western Cwm. From the amphitheater made from Everest, Lhotse and Nuptse, snow accumulates and forms the Khumbu glacier. It is not very steep or technically challenging but between the extreme heat and the long distance, it wears out any climber and the hike seems endless. Seven hours after leaving base camp, I reached Camp 2 at nearly 6,500m.

Camp 2

Camp 2

View from my tent at camp 2

View from my tent at camp 2

Camp 2 is considered an Advanced Base Camp since it’s “safe” location allows us to have a small kitchen and dining tent, making our stay relatively comfortable. I remained at camp 2 for four nights. The first two were extremely windy but the weather improved later on. Sleeping was hard at the beginning and on the first night, as exhausted as I was, I spent most of it lying awake and listening to music on my iPod. During the days, I tried to move around as much as possible and climbed to the base of the Lhotse face. By the end of those four nights I was feeling the benefits of acclimatization, having no more headaches, moving faster and sleeping better. But it was time to head down to thicker air. I started my descent at 5:30am at the time I considered it was safer to go through the icefall. A few hours later I was having breakfast at base camp. That was the end of my first rotation.

Tomorrow at 2:30am I’m heading back up to Camp 2 and I will be gone for 6 days while I climb up to the South Col at 8,000m where Camp 4 is located. That will be my final rotation before the summit push.

Please take a moment to visit The Live Love Laugh Foundation’s website. You will find very useful information if you or somebody close to you is going through depression or any other mental health issues: www.thelivelovelaughfoundation.l

Climbing Everest and Overcoming Depression: It's all about Little Victories

People who have followed my blog know that I really try to avoid using clichés. It's very tempting to fall back on them, especially when writing about climbing. But there’s a concept that perfectly describes how to tackle a challenge that at first may seem insurmountable: break it down into smaller goals and take them on one at a time. That’s the way to climbing Mount Everest. I believe that’s also the way to start overcoming depression. 

A two month-long expedition to climb the highest mountain in the world involves a lot of variables, many that are out of our control such as the weather, route conditions, rock fall, icefall collapses, crevasses, etc. No wonder it can seem at first like an impossible goal. It’s so easy to feel discouraged. For me the first step is to break down that huge challenge into smaller goals. Make each one clear and attainable. When I reach a goal, I call it a “Little Victory”. The goal for one day may be reaching camp 1 for the first time. During summit day I may have several goals every hour. Keep breathing... Keep moving your hands and feet to avoid frostbite. One of the goals I had for these last few days was arriving in Kathmandu without having any of my luggage lost by the airline (last year none of my 3 duffle bags arrived in Kathmandu with me and I only got all of them back 3 weeks into the expedition). Fortunately this time I had my Little Victory. 

Arriving at Kathmandu Tribhuvan International airport

Another thing that I do is to identify which variables are completely outside of my control, like the weather, so I don’t stress over something I can’t change.

With depression you may feel that you are in a deep, dark emotional hole and making your way out is a hopeless task. Perhaps you feel you don’t even have the energy to start moving into the light. That you are too deep in it to get out. The key is also to break it down into smaller goals. In some extreme cases the goal may be to get through a whole day without crying or feeling worthless. That would be a Little Victory. For someone it may be to get out of bed and go for a walk. Another Little Victory. It’s also important to understand that with mood disorders, although at first it may not feel that way, things will eventually get better. Especially with support from family and friends, and the proper treatment. The Live Love Laugh Foundation's website has some essential information about understanding depression and how to begin your recovery.

So getting back to clichés: how to climb Mount Everest? One step at a time. Want to build the Great Wall of China? One brick at a time. Want to get over depression? One day at a time. A Little Victory.

Paragliding over Sarangkot, the launch above Pokhara

For the last two days I’ve been in Pokhara, Nepal for some final training hikes and a few paragliding flights. Today I’m traveling back to Kathmandu to receive our Everest climbing permit from the Ministry of Culture, Tourism and Civil Aviation. Then it’s off to Lukla and the Himalayas, and the highest mountain in the world. I’m looking forward to those Little Victories. 

Boats in Phewa Lake, Pokhara

Boats in Phewa Lake, Pokhara

Everest 2016 and The Live Love Laugh Foundation

For the last 12 years I’ve been climbing in the Himalayas where I've summited several 8,000m peaks including reaching the summit of Mount Everest five times. The last one was in 2013 when I was able to finally complete an ambitious challenge: reaching the summit of Everest two times in the same season, from both sides of the mountain (Nepal and China). I was able to achieve this with only 8 days between summits.

For these adventures I've had no sponsors and no commitments. It's not my job and I do it as a personal challenge. So why go back again this year?

The first part of the answer is that every time I’ve climbed Everest I’ve had a unique goal. The first time, in 2005, it was just to reach the summit of the highest mountain on Earth. It was a difficult year because of the tough weather conditions but I reached my goal. I went back in 2008 to climb Lhotse (fourth highest mountain) and Everest, reaching both summits within 5 days. I then took on the challenge of the Double Summit and I had to go back three times to complete it. In 2010 I was only able to reach the summit once from Nepal and the next year I had to return home after turning around on summit day in conditions that I didn’t feel were safe for climbing. 2013 was the big year when I reached the summit for the 4th and 5th time and set my record. On every one of those expeditions I used supplemental oxygen and last year I was going to climb without it for the first time. On April 25th 2015 around noon, I was at 6,300 meters on Everest's camp 2 when the glacier started shaking violently under our feet as a massive earthquake hit Nepal and killed over 8,000 people. The expedition was cancelled but I stayed behind to help with disaster relief.  So in the next few days I will be traveling halfway around the world, again, to try to achieve this goal of climbing without oxygen.

The second part is the most important for me right now. Last year I completed a nearly 10,000km motorcycle ride across northern and central India. I did it alone, on a Royal Enfield Bullet 500 motorcycle made in Chennai, in Southern India. Now that I think about, it’s odd that in so many years of traveling I’d never been to that amazing country. So, just like I do when I plan every other adventure, I researched my destination as much as I could before the trip. During June of 2015 I was following the news in India every day and that’s when I first read about Deepika Padukone and The Live Love Laugh Foundation. 

Deepika is arguably the most celebrated leading lady in India’s prolific film industry. Earlier in 2015 she opened up about her struggles with depression. In India, as in may other countries, mental health issues are taboo and the people that suffer them usually have to deal with them in the dark. They rarely get the medical and social support they need. In order to bring these issues to light, Deepika put together a team of experts and in September officially launched The Live Love Laugh Foundation against depression. Some of the Foundation’s main goals are to raise awareness and remove the stigma attached to mental health issues, to provide information about the causes and symptoms of depression and other mental illnesses, and to direct people to medical professionals that can provide help. 

I was deeply moved by Deepika’s story. Several family members have suffered from mental health problems. When those problems have been addressed and treated, the result have been completely positive. On the other hand, when treatment has been rejected and even acknowledging that there is a problem has been denied, the results have been tragic for them and their loved ones. Therefore, depression and mental health are issues that are close to me and that I take very seriously.

I’ve now been climbing for 23 years and going on international expeditions for the last 13. Something I learned early on is that whether I’m climbing, sailing, paragliding, long distance running, or any of the activities I do, my goals are very personal. Even when I succeed, those achievements don’t make someone else’s life better. Almost a decade ago I began sharing my experiences through social media and my blog, hoping to inspire others to live an exciting life with personal goals and, perhaps adventure. But still, something was missing. That’s why I decided to work with different organizations and try to raise funds and awareness to their causes with the goal of making someone's life a little better.

When I finished my motorcycle trip in Delhi last December I jumped on a plane to Bangalore and met with Mr. Aashu Calapa, the Foundation’s director. We talked about ways that I could support the Foundation's goals through my activities. For that reason, this spring I will be carrying The Live Love Laugh Foundation’s banner to the summit of Mount Everest. Although it doesn’t compare with how challenging it can be for them, I believe that bringing the banner to the highest point on earth is symbolic of the struggle that people go through to overcome depression and mental health problems. By sharing this adventure through traditional and social media, we expect to reach millions of people and let them know that there is no shame in dealing with these issues, that help is out there and that with the proper support there is light beyond those dark times. 

The expedition will last for two months, April and May with a possible summit day between May 15 and 25. 

The way you can help us is by visiting the Foundation’s website www.thelivelovelaughfoundation.org and sharing it with anyone close to you that is going through tough times. Also, please use the hashtag #YouAreNotAlone to let them know there are others that care about them.

Thank you for sharing yet another adventure with me and this time for a very important cause.

Despegue y explosión del cohete Falcon 9 desde la NASA. Cómo el espacio sigue siendo una aventura.

Vine al Centro Espacial Kennedy para ver el lanzamiento del cohete Falcon 9 de SpaceX, la compañía de Elon Musk, y hacer una cobertura del evento en las redes sociales. El día de hoy, aproximadamente dos minutos y medio después del despegue, la nave explotó y se desintegró. Fue un final desafortunado, pero parte de una experiencia de tres días que viví en el Centro Espacial Kennedy de la NASA. Así viví esos días.

La fecha original del lanzamiento del CRS-7 (séptima misión del Sistema Comercial de Reabastecimiento) era el 26 de Junio de 2015. El objetivo de la misión: llevar equipos y provisiones a la Estación Espacial Internacional, así como experimentos que se realizarían en la nave durante su permanencia en el espacio. Como un objetivo secundario, se llevaría a cabo el tercer intento de aterrizar y recuperar la primera etapa del cohete Falcon 9 sobre una barcaza en el Océano Atlántico. Por temas de presupuesto, en vez de ser la NASA quien envía estas provisiones y equipo directamente, se trata de empresas privadas como SpaceX y Boeing quienes se encargan de realizar estos lanzamientos.

El Centro de Prensa
Varias semanas antes recibí un correo en el que estaba aceptada mi participación para cubrir el despegue a través de las redes sociales. Era un evento de tres días en los que participaría en un número de conferencias de prensa y visitas a varios laboratorios y centros de procesamiento del Centro Espacial Kennedy, dándome el mismo nivel de acceso que la prensa tradicional. Hubo un proceso de verificación y autorización para que yo participara como extranjero. Por razones que aún no conozco, el lanzamiento fue pospuesto al domingo 28 de Junio, y entonces el evento se cambió para el viernes, sábado y domingo. Aunque he tenido oportunidad de visitar este centro de la NASA en otras ocasiones, estaba verdaderamente emocionado de poder tener un acceso privilegiado y de poderlo compartir.

El interior del Centro de Prensa
Muy temprano el viernes 26 de Junio me presenté en la oficina donde ese emiten las identificaciones y los pases de acceso a la NASA. Actualmente el gobierno de Estados Unidos tiene un nivel de seguridad más elevado de lo normal en sus instalaciones y en todo momento, como extranjero llevaba una escolta acompañándome. Ya con mi identificación, me dirigí al centro de acreditación de prensa donde me entregaron mi credencial, información sobre la misión CRS-7 y un programa detallado para los siguientes días. Una camioneta nos llevó a los extranjeros a través de los retenes de seguridad y hasta el histórico Centro de Prensa. Durante los días que estuve en el Centro Espacial Kennedy, en todo momento sentí el legado de los programas espaciales anteriores como Mercury, Gemini, Apollo, Skylab y el Transbordador Espacial. El Centro de Prensa es para mi un sitio histórico desde donde se ha reportado el inicio de algunas de las más extraordinarias aventuras humanas. 

Sujetando sin protección, material que en el centro está a 1,300ºC
La primera visita que realizamos como parte de los medios de comunicación fue al laboratorio donde se fabrican los materiales aislantes que protegen a las naves de las temperaturas a las que se enfrentan en el espacio. El avance en el desarrollo de estos materiales en los últimos 30 años ha sido exponencial pero hay cosas que realmente no cambian y siguen un proceso casi artesanal. El personal que ahí labora también tiene décadas realizando y perfeccionando esta labor. La primera conferencia de prensa en la que participé fue sobre algunos de los experimentos y equipo que se estaría enviando a la Estación Espacial. Me pareció muy interesante que se prueben sistemas de nanotecnología para la administración de medicamentos y me llamó la atención que se enviarían los lentes holográficos de Microsoft llamados HoloLense para que los astronautas puedan recibir instrucciones y trabajar junto con los técnicos en la tierra con hologramas proyectados en los lentes. Una tecnología fascinante.
Conferencia de prensa

Exterior, VAB
La segunda visita fue al Vehicle Assembly Building o Edificio de Ensamblado de Vehículos. Este colosal edificio ha sido testigo del ensamblado de todos los cohetes que llegaron a la luna y en este momento está siendo renovado para poder ensamblar en él los cohetes SLS que llevarán al hombre a Marte. Es el edifico más grande en el que he estado parado. 

Interior, VAB
Por la tarde de ese primer día participé en otra conferencia de prensa sobre el estatus del cohete Falcon 9 y el clima esperado para el día del lanzamiento. Todo se veía bastante positivo.

Centro de Procesamiento de la Estación Espacial Internacional
El sábado 27 el itinerario era más relajado. Realizamos una visita al Centro de Procesamiento de la Estación Espacial Internacional donde pudimos ver las partes que se estarán enviando a la estación espacial, incluyendo una réplica del adaptador que estaba a bordo del cohete Falcon 9 de la misión CRS-7. Todos los componentes que se encuentran a bordo de la estación espacial han pasado por este enorme edificio. Más tarde nos tocó una conferencia de prensa en la que dos niños de secundaria platicaron sobre el experimento que diseñaron para volar al espacio dentro del cohete. Se trata de una pequeña caja con gusanos que van en estado criogénico, son “descongelados” en el espacio y de esa manera se observa si se puede lograr el compostaje de materiales en gravedad zero. Finalmente hubo una conferencia de prensa en la que se habló del estatus del vuelo en cohetes tripulados de Estados Unidos y terminaron de esa forma las actividades programadas para los medios ese día.

Cohete CRS-7
Esa misma noche del sábado, me fui a descansar algunas horas ya que a las 12:15am del Domingo 28 de Junio, y a tan solo 10 horas del lanzamiento, regresé al Centro Espacial Kennedy para un recorrido cerca de la plataforma de lanzamiento 41 donde se encontraba el Falcon 9. A la mitad de la noche, el cohete completamente iluminado contrastaba con la oscuridad que nos envolvía. Estaba rodeado por cuatro torres que funcionan como pararrayos por las constantes tormentas eléctricas que hay en el estado de Florida. 

El lugar asignado para la prensa durante el despegue
Fue hasta las nueve de la mañana del domingo, una hora y veintiún minutos antes del lanzamiento, cuando abordamos los autobuses que nos llevarían al lugar que se había designado para que la prensa viera el despegue a menos de 6km de la plataforma. Escuchábamos a través de altavoces los comentarios del Centro de Control de Lanzamiento y de esa manera seguíamos la cuenta regresiva. Instalé dos cámaras con sus tripiés, una para video y otra para fotografía, configuré mis controles remotos y me preparé para el despegue.

Segundos antes de iniciar el lanzamiento
Algo que se dice de cuando se es testigo del despegue de un cohete es que primero se ve, luego se escucha y finalmente se siente. Cuando la cuenta regresiva llegó a cero, se comenzó a ver una nube de humo alrededor del cohete y segundos después se distinguía cómo comenzaba a elevarse. Las flamas generadas por los motores brillaban intensamente incluso a la mitad del día. El cohete Falcon 9 siguió acelerando y ganando altura. Ya que se encontraba cerca de la primera capa de nubes empecé a escuchar el sonido de los motores. Es muy particular este sonido pero podría describirlo como una mezcla de una motocicleta verdaderamente ruidosa, con los motores de un gran avión de pasajeros a máxima potencia. Tiempo después, sentí sobre mi cuerpo la vibración generada por las ondas acústicas. El cohete cruzó la zona de máxima presión dinámica y, cuando ya pensaba que lo iba a perder de vista, se formó una gran nube. Algo había salido mal. Escuchamos que a través del audio del control de lanzamiento anunciaban que había habido un VLF o Vehicle Launch Failure. Una falla en el lanzamiento del vehículo. El cohete había explotado. 

La explosión del cohete Falcon 9
Nunca se escuchó el ruido de la explosión. El cohete ya estaba demasiado lejos al momento de la falla. Rápidamente nos dieron instrucciones de regresar de inmediato a los autobuses para protegernos de la posible caída de restos del cohete o de productos químicos dañinos. Dentro del autobús nadie hablaba. Nos regresaron al Centro de Prensa y se convocó a una conferencia a la una de la tarde. En ella se comentó lo siguiente:

-El cohete había explotado 139 segundos después del despegue

-Se seguían analizando los datos pero se había detectado una presión inusual en un tanque de oxígeno al momento de separar la primera y segunda etapa del cohete.

-Este es el tercer cohete que explota de manera consecutiva (los otros dos habían sido de otras compañías y países, no de SpaceX y NASA) que llevaba provisiones para la Estación Espacial Internacional, pero los astronautas que ahí se encuentran por el momento no están en riesgo por falta de agua, oxígeno o alimento.

-El 3 de Julio se realizará otro lanzamiento.

-Consideran que no hay un impacto negativo para el proyecto de llevar astronautas a la Estación Espacial Internacional en cohetes tripulados de Estados Unidos para Diciembre del 2017.

Pero el comentario que escuché de esta conferencia de prensa y que considero el más valioso es que lanzar cohetes al espacio, ya sea tripulados o sin tripulación, no es algo fácil ni rutinario. Aunque el hombre lleva casi 55 años yendo al espacio, el salir de nuestro planeta sigue siendo una aventura y el resultado de la aventura es incierto. Lo comparo con las experiencias que tengo en las montañas en las que a pesar de tratar de minimizar al máximo el riesgo sobre el que tengo cierta influencia, existe un número de factores que hacen que el desenlace sea incierto. 

Eventos como la explosión de este cohete Falcon 9 no deben detener ni retrasar el esfuerzo del hombre por explorar nuestro universo. Deben de servir de lección para aprender de ellos, mejorar y volver a intentar hasta tener éxito. Espero en un futuro no muy lejano poder ser testigo de un lanzamiento exitoso que sea la prueba de este principio de perseverancia. 

De camino a la NASA para ver el despegue del cohete SpaceX CRS-7

En estos últimos diez años he vivido todo tipo de experiencias y aventuras en su mayoría relacionadas con retos deportivos. Pero en esta ocasión tengo la oportunidad de vivir una completamente diferente, que tiene que ver con uno de los temas que más me emocionan: la exploración espacial. Voy de camino a Florida, al Centro Espacial Kennedy de la NASA, para cubrir en redes sociales el lanzamiento del cohete SpaceX CRS-7 programado para el domingo 28 de Junio. Es un evento de tres días en los que estaremos haciendo recorridos por las instalaciones del centro espacial y visitaremos el cohete en la plataforma de lanzamiento el mismo día del despegue. Sin duda va a ser una experiencia diferente.
Cohetes antiguos en el Centro Espacial Kennedy

Mi interés por el espacio y la exploración espacial va décadas atrás. El primer libro que escogí y compré (no de los que le regalan a uno de niño) fue uno bastante técnico sobre desempeño aerodinámico y mecánica de fluidos. Tenia 10 años y, aunque no lograba a entender las fórmulas y cálculos, despertaba en mi aún más curiosidad. Creciendo, me gustaba todo lo relacionado con la astronomía, cohetes y naves espaciales. Construía y lanzaba mis propios cohetes y mi libro favorito era un “Manual de Operación” del Transbordador Espacial que describía la función de cada uno de los botones de la cabina de esa nave. Mi museo favorito: el del Aire y del Espacio en Washington D.C. Nunca me ha dado por pedir ni juntar autógrafos pero los únicos que tengo son dos fotografías firmadas. La primera está firmada por Buzz Aldrin (astronauta del Apollo 11 que pisó la luna después de Neil Armstrong) y la otra está firmada por  Werner Von Braun quién fue un ingeniero alemán que después de la segunda guerra mundial trabajó para la NASA y que diseñó los cohetes que llegaron a la Luna. Esas son de las pocas cosas materiales que realmente atesoro. También tengo de recuerdo un pedazo de la cerámica que servía de aislamiento en el fuselaje del Transbordador Espacial. Aunque me hubiera gustado estudiar ingeniería aeroespacial y trabajar en ese campo, la vida había trazado otro camino para mi.

Flotando sin gravedad
Ya en épocas más recientes he tenido oportunidad de vivir dos experiencias relacionadas con la exploración espacial. La primera fue en 2009 cuando vi el último despegue de noche del transbordador espacial, la misión STS-128. El lanzamiento fue retrasado durante cinco días y al final valió la pena la espera al ver como en la noche todo el cielo se iluminaba mientras el cohete dejaba la tierra. La segunda ocurrió un año y medio después cuando realicé un vuelo en un avión Boeing 727 modificado en el que, a través de parábolas en las que el avión se iba a pique y posteriormente subía rápidamente, se lograban momentos de microgravedad como la hay en el espacio. Es imposible describir la emoción de estar flotando dentro de una aeronave.

STS-128 antes del despegue

El despegue. ¡Era media noche!

La misión CRS-7 (Commercial Resupply Services) tiene como objetivo principal llevar provisiones a los astronautas en la Estación Espacial Internacional que incluye experimentos científicos, equipos para mantener a la tripulación durante su estancia y alimentos, entre otros. Pero esta misión tiene un elemento que la hace especial. Será el tercer intento por recuperar la primera fase del cohete, intentando que aterrice de manera vertical sobre una barcaza en el océano atlántico pocos minutos después del despegue. Space X piensa que en esta ocasión lo logrará.

El despegue está programado a las 10:21am hora del este de los Estados Unidos, 9:21 hora del centro de México. Seguiré compartiendo a través de las redes sociales la experiencia de experimentar un lanzamiento como lo vive la prensa. Serán tres días emocionantes.


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A un mes del terremoto en Nepal, así lo viví.

El campamento dos del Everest en el lado de Nepal se encuentra a 6,350 metros de altura, cerca de la base de la pared el Lhotse. Esa mañana del 25 de Abril desperté a las 2am para escalar dese el campamento base hasta el campamento dos, pasando por la famosa cascada de hielo del Khumbu. Era un día nublado, pero se alcanzaban a ver partes de las paredes nevadas del Nuptse, Lhotse, Everest y West Shoulder. A pesar de que algunos días antes había conseguido llegar a la cima del pico Lobuche Este a 6,100 metros de altura, sentía la falta de oxígeno y recordaba que a penas me encontraba en la primera mitad de la expedición al Everest que normalmente dura dos meses y que aún me esperaba aún un proceso largo de aclimatación.

Alrededor de medio día, estaba descansando entre las tiendas de campaña cuando se sintió un fuerte movimiento en el hielo sobre el que se encuentra el campamento, seguido inmediatamente del sonido de una inmensa avalancha sobre el Nuptse. Basándome en mi experiencia de 22 años, primero pensé que el movimiento del suelo se debía a las toneladas de hielo que iban cayendo y sacudiendo el glaciar. Pero segundos después, el suelo comenzó a moverse de una manera verdaderamente violenta y a nuestro alrededor comenzaron a detonarse múltiples avalanchas de todas las montañas. Nunca me hubiera imaginado que justo en ese momento miles de personas perderían la vida y que cientos de miles se quedarían sin hogar. Una de las tragedias más grandes en a historia del pueblo de Nepal había comenzado.
El campamento dos del Everest el día del terremoto

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Como todas las expediciones a los Himalaya, para mi la aventura comienza meses antes con la planeación de la logística, los permisos y el entrenamiento físico. He tenido la fortuna de estar parado en la cima del Everest en cinco ocasiones y esta vez tenía el proyecto de intentar subir a la cima de la montaña más alta del mundo sin usar oxígeno suplementario. Para esto, realicé un intenso entrenamiento por el que terminé corriendo dos maratones en un mes y durmiendo durante tres meses dentro de una tienda de campaña con concentraciones más bajas de oxígeno, simulando como si estuviera durmiendo a unos 6,000 metros de altura.

Volé a Katmandú a principios de Abril y la primera complicación fue que no llegó ninguna de mis tres maletas. A los pocos días apareció la primera que afortunadamente tenía las cosas más importantes de mi equipo de escalar como botas, sleeping bag, traje de pluma, etc. Las otras dos maletas tardaron casi tres semanas en aparecer y las volví a ver hasta que fueron enviadas al campamento base. Quería darme las mayores probabilidades de lograr el  ascenso, por lo que tuve que comprar lo esencial de mi equipo de escalar faltante y mucho de eso lo terminé donando a los sherpas cuando aparecieron todas las maletas.

Como parte de la aclimatación tenía planeado realizar el ascenso a dos picos antes de dirigirme al Everest. El primero de ellos, Pachermo, tenía una cantidad inusual de nieve para esta época de primavera y por seguridad decidí no intentar escalarlo. El segundo, el pico Lobuche Este, lo subí en solitario el 22 de Abril y me sentí fuerte, listo para pasar a mi objetivo principal de esa temporada.

En la cima del Pico Lobuche Este

Los días que pasé en el Campamento Base del Everest a 5,300 m de altura, antes y después de escalar el Lobuche, tenía la costumbre de recorrer todo el campamento caminado antes de la hora de la comida. Durante la temporada de primavera el campamento parece una pequeña ciudad sobre el glaciar del Khumbu hecha de tiendas de campaña donde se ven banderas de decenas de países que vuelan entre las banderas de oración budistas que colocan los sherpas. Al estar sobre un glaciar, es difícil encontrar espacios planos donde instalar las tiendas de campaña y es por eso que el campamento se extiende a través de una zona bastante larga. Es común escuchar avalanchas asiladas, pequeñas y no tan pequeñas, que caen de las montañas a nuestro alrededor, pero nunca me hubiera imaginado que una de ellas podría tener un tamaño grande como para llegar hasta el campamento base. Nunca me había sentido inseguro estando ahí. El 25 de Abril en la madrugada dejé el campamento base para escalar la cascada de hielo y empezar mi aclimatación en el Everest.

Campamento Base del Everest

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Por el movimiento violento del glaciar en el campamento dos, y al ver que eran muchas las avalanchas que caían simultáneamente, me di cuenta que estábamos pasando por un terremoto excepcionalmente fuerte. Escuchaba cómo tronaba el hielo bajo nosotros y durante un instante pensé que era una verdadera posibilidad el que se abriera una grieta bajo nosotros y que pudiéramos quedar atrapados dentro de ella. Afortunadamente, la ubicación del campamento dos permitió que las avalanchas, las rocas y los grandes bloques de hielo que se desplomaban cayeran hacia los lados y nos salvamos de ser arrasados. El hielo dejó de moverse y de pronto todo fue silencio.

A través del radio me comuniqué al campamento base con el doctor Nima Sherpa para avisarle que estábamos a salvo y supimos que algo grave había pasado en el campamento base pero sin tener detalles. Aunque poco a poco nos fuimos enterando del número de muertos y lesionados en el campamento base, no tuvimos mucha información de lo que realmente había ocurrido sino hasta dos días después.

Nuestro primer problema luego del terremoto fue que, como consecuencia de las avalanchas, varias de las escaleras que se usan para cruzar las enormes grietas entre el campamento dos y el uno habían desaparecido. Varios montañistas no podían descender al campamento uno donde estaba su equipo para pasar la noche. En nuestra tienda de campaña comedor tuvimos que improvisar un refugio para seis personas, consiguiéndoles sleeping bags y colchones para protegerse del frío.

Durante el 25 y 26 de Abril tuvimos juntas en el campamento dos entre los líderes de las expediciones y nos enteramos de que también la ruta para regresar al campamento base se encontraba en muy malas condiciones y era imposible descender por ella en esas circunstancias. El 27 de Abril por la madrugada, al ver que podría tardar hasta semanas el reabrir la ruta para descender, se decidió evacuar a todos los montañistas a través de helicópteros. 170 personas fuimos evacuadas de entre el campamento uno y dos.

Destrucción en el campamento base
Nada me hubiera preparado para la magnitud de la destrucción que me encontré en el campamento base. La zona donde se encontraba mi tienda de campaña había sobrevivido sin daños, pero la parte central, de unos 300 metros, había sido completamente destrozada. El hielo que cayó de la montaña, había arrasado por completo con todo a su paso. Se me figuraba como si hubieran puesto todas las tiendas de campaña y su contenido dentro de una licuadora gigante y después hubieran regado los restos por todos lados. Tengo entendido de que ahí murieron 19 personas y 65 lesionados. Nuestra tienda de campaña comedor fue convertida en un hospital improvisado donde el doctor Nima atendió a varios heridos. Aún habían cadáveres que posteriormente fueron transportados por helicópteros ya que obviamente se daba prioridad a la evacuación de los lesionados. Era un panorama verdaderamente triste.

Un cuerpo siendo evacuado del campamento base

Ya en el campamento base, tuvimos más noticias del tamaño de la tragedia en toda la región central de Nepal. Se hablaba de miles de muertos y de la destrucción de la mayoría de las casas y edificios en varias zonas del país. Una vez que fue evidente que sería muy difícil continuar con el ascenso al Everest y que había mucho por hacer por los damnificados, tomé la decisión de posponer mi proyecto de escalar para el próximo año y dedicarme a apoyar dentro de lo posible en labores de ayuda humanitaria. Así, el 30 de Abril dejé el campamento base, caminando cinco horas hasta Pheriche y al día siguiente, con vuelos en helicóptero, avionetas y aviones, llegué a Katmandú.

Al regresar a Katmandú, la capital de Nepal, me imaginaba un panorama de mucha más devastación. Es cierto que la ciudad estaba prácticamente vacía, con casi todos los comercios cerrados y las calles desiertas. De vez en cuando se veían edificios derrumbados pero eran relativamente pocos. Los edificios más grandes, como centros comerciales y oficinas, parecían haber sufrido mayores daños y seguramente tendrán que ser demolidos. Esa misma tarde del 1 de Mayo me dirigí a la Casa de las Naciones Unidas en donde se estaban coordinando las labores de ayuda humanitaria, atención médica y entrega de alimentos. También ahí se estaba registrando a los voluntarios. En ese momento y en los siguientes días pude ver de primera mano la extraordinaria respuesta que tienen los organismos internacionales ante desastres naturales, con protocolos establecidos y con planes que pueden implementar rápidamente dependiendo del tipo de contingencia. En especial pude ver la extraordinaria actuación de UNICEF y se la Organización Mundial de la Salud, WHO.

El día siguiente tuve la oportunidad de conocer al grupo de búsqueda y rescate GAE-SAR
de Turquía y a REDOG (perros para búsqueda de sobrevivientes) de Suiza quienes ya estaban operando en Nepal tan solo 22 horas después del primer terremoto y lograron rescatar con vida de entre los escombros a varias personas hasta 72 horas después del sismo. Junto con ellos y una escolta militar visité Durbar Square, la plaza principal de Katmandú, que perdió por completo la mayoría de sus principales templos y construcciones, y dejó con daños severos el antiguo palacio real. Parecía una zona de guerra. Mi labor fue tomar cientos de fotografías para documentar el daño ante UNESCO por ser un sitio designado como patrimonio de la humanidad.

Destrucción en Durbar Square

Posteriormente mi labor durante varios días fue la de participar en la entrega de alimentos y lonas en poblaciones alrededor del valle de Katmandú y ahí fue donde realmente vi la magnitud del daño, visitando pueblos aislados en donde prácticamente todas las casas se habían derrumbado y la gente estaba viviendo a la intemperie. Uno de los grandes problemas que enfrentará el pueblo de Nepal en los siguientes meses es que ya está iniciando la temporada del monzón que durante el verano trae intensas lluvias. Sin casas ni refugios, la gente comenzará a enfermarse y pienso que podrían generarse epidemias, a demás de que los deslaves dejarán incomunicadas cientos de poblaciones. Es por eso que es una prioridad la entrega de lonas para que la gente pueda tener un refugio durante el monzón y en Agosto o Septiembre, puedan iniciar con la reconstrucción de sus viviendas.

Niños de una población donde entregamos alimentos

Dos semanas después del terremoto, cuando consideré que estaba dejando de ser útil y que eran más los recursos que estaba utilizando que la ayuda que estaba brindando, decidí iniciar mi regreso a México.

De esta experiencia me llevo muchas cosas, muchas buenas y algunas malas. Entre las malas, el ver la actuación de un gobierno abusivo e incompetente que hasta en momentos críticos actuó bajo intereses políticos incluso llegando a tratar de bloquear las labores de las organizaciones internacionales. Otro aspecto que vi con tristeza es que ciertas personas, tal vez sin tener ningún mérito personal, aprovechan estas tragedias para aparecer ante los medios de comunicación simplemente por encontrarse en el lugar del desastre. Pero son muchas más las cosas positivas, como la satisfacción de haber podido ayudar durante momentos difíciles para un país del que he recibido mucho en más de una década. También me queda la grata realidad de la solidaridad de la comunidad internacional en casos de desastres naturales y el ver que se pueden hacer cosas constructivas de forma muy rápida cuando se tiene la voluntad. Me llevo el recuerdo de la gente de Nepal que, a pesar de vivir en uno de los países más pobres del mundo y de haber perdido sus bienes materiales, tienen un espíritu de perseverancia admirable que los hace sobreponerse a todo.


Espero tener la oportunidad de regresar el próximo año a Nepal para concluir mi proyecto. Mientras tanto, hay otras montañas por escalar, otros cielos por volar y otros mares por navegar.

Antes de iniciar el regreso a México, cansado pero satisfecho.