Chiring Sherpa was my travel companion who helped me a lot. I saw him always smiling; none of the time we spent together was he in a bad mood or looked tired.
He made fun of me when he realized that due to all of my photographic equipments and gadgets I was carrying much heavier backpack than him. Each time he saw me feeling exhausted by the end of the day, he wanted to help me. Therefore I always refused his help, he accompanied me further on the way and at altitudes above 5,000 m he kept going right behind my back to watch my uncertain steps.
His family lived in a small village located not far away from the Mount Everest base camp. His desire was to be a part of the expeditions which were surmounting Nepalese eight-thousanders and so follow the footsteps of his father. Despite the fact, that one of the expeditions to Dhaulagiri a few years before became fatal to his dad.