The day that my friends from home came to visit had finally arrived. I picked them up from the airport and we were all pretty excited about the 2 week trek that we had planned – the Annapurna Circuit. After a couple of days in busy Kathmandu, getting our permits and shopping for the last few gadgets that we needed - or thought we’d need – for the trek, we were ready to get out of dusty Kathmandu and into the mountains. Day 1: The day that my friends from home came to visit had finally arrived. I picked them up from the airport and we were all pretty excited about the 2 week trek that we had planned – the Annapurna Circuit. After a couple of days in busy Kathmandu, getting our permits and shopping for the last few gadgets that we needed - or thought we’d need – for the trek, we were ready to get out of dusty Kathman The day of departure was my birthday but it didn’t feel much like it. We had to get up super early and meet our great guide Narendra in front of Nature Trail at 6 o’clock in the morning. We walked to the bus station together where the 6 hour long torturous bus ride to Bhulbule would begin. Let me tell you this, public buses in Nepal are not comfortable for anyone taller than say 1.70 meters. These buses were clearly made for small people. Anyways, we survived the bus ride and just after midday I believe we arrived in Bulbhule (840m) from where our trek would start. It was really hot that day and even just the 1 hour hike to Ngadi (920m) made us sweat. The small guesthouse we stayed in was beautiful and it even had
The day that my friends from home came to visit had finally arrived. I picked them up from the airport and we were
When one is on the Tamang Heritage Trail, Tamang villages are obviously the yolks of the journey. But to depart onto lesser known desolate lands is a luxury on its own – be it to face the solitude, or to find oneself nurtured in pristine nature, or just to explore the depths of our consciousness. Whatever the motive, service is rendered. Read Previous Blog: Tamang Heritage Trail, Langtang - Nagthali Part I From Tatopani, the trail ascends through a deep damp forest of old rhododendron trees. One is forgiven for getting lost in the dense forest with virtually non-existent trails. I find myself divided in various occasions, not being able to choose a path or sometimes, it is all onto me to sculpt one. Whichever path you choose, or wherever you may wander, all paths lead to a huge pointed rock at the hilltop visible throughout the forest. Brindang, a small settlement is based a little far below the rock. It is early morning, and the sunlight penetrates and glows through the dews on leaves as if each dew holds a sun within itself. After a couple of hours of huffs and puffs on the climb, Brindang is a pleasurable pause for sun basking and sweat drying. This small settlement boasts a community of 6 houses, all cluttered one after another. As with traditional Tamang settlement, each house is only a room big and shelters 6-8 members in a family. After being in Gatlang for a couple of days, I am pushed back to seriously reconsider my definitions of space per capita. Read Next Parts: Nagthali – Part II Nagthali– Part III
When one is on the Tamang Heritage Trail, Tamang villages are obviously the yolks of the journey. But to depart onto lesser known
