Yes. We can now eat freshly-baked muffins and enjoy other cushy amenities at the Mt. Everest basecamp (17,600 feet).
Could it be that scaling Everest has been pretty much de-clawed as an authentic existential adventure as more and more people pay lots of money to be ferried to the summit by sherpas who climb ahead setting ropes and routes for their clients? Is it still a frontier? I'm sure I'll never know. But at least we have the inner voyage, the discipline of meditation, which brings us to--and is itself--the untrammeled wilderness of original mind.