I have been trekking for about 7 days now and today was literally the cross over point. Last night I trekked 4 hours to Thorung High Camp at 4925 metres. After a sleepless night watching the snow falling outside my window I packed up at 04.30am and headed out into the dark snowy night.
It was grim! Cold and wet. But the option was clear – keep moving! I crossed the high point of the pass at 8am – at 5416 metres. I was wet through with sweat but the movement of my body mixed with the sun on the far side of the pass should warm me dry.
The descent was the worse bit for me ( an old man of 51) – I suddenly realised where my knees were as the 1800metres drop hit them hard. I always carry sticks for these sort of moments and after a hot shower in the town of Muktinath 3670 metres I feel back to normal again.
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Ghusang had been a welcome stop. I had my evening meal of noodle vegetable soup on the roof of the lodge over looking the mountains.
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In my home town Coventry in the UK I sometimes give talks to a great organisation called the Monday Club.
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The route so far has taken me from Jagat at 1300m to Dharapani, Chame, Lower Pisang, Manang and now to Ghusang which sits at 3950 metres. A climb of 2650 metres.
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Walking through the Himalayas sometimes feels like a step back in time. You see people working as families in fields – ploughing the ground in the traditional way with yaks so they can grow vegetables and fruit – not to be used commercially but to feed their own communities and passing trekkers like myself.
Continue reading “Resourceful”
During the course of this trek I will try and write daily updates – however if I can’t get a reception due to weather, electrical failure or poor equipment then I’m sorry in advance . I will keep the blogs so you might see nothing for a few days and then a stream of updates.
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Day 3 Chame (2710m)
As we set off on the trail for only our 2nd full days walking my legs felt really stiff- I had slept well the night before but as per my previous post it’s going to take a few days to get my mountain legs working again.
We pretty much climbed all morning following steep trails through green forests – the route seemed endless. On the side of our tracks we found fresh strawberries which were tempting however I was reluctant to eat them as I still have my sensitive European stomach.
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