Dzum, Dzum…let’s go! Dzam, Dzam…any time! These were the impatient admonitions of Buddhi, our intrepid guide as we headed into our two-week trek from the little town of Syabru Besi at 4500ft., reached by a perilous journey over a circuitous route of winding roads, many washed out by avalanches and heavy rains. The road was one lane most of the way, defined by tight hairpin turns and endless switchbacks overlooking a lush valley below. Guard rails were non-existent.
Sometimes a bus would get ahead of us…but not for long!
We stopped for veggies in a small town…
And finally arrived in Syabru Besi in mid-afternoon
The intrepid trekkers, Meg, Cary, and Christy settled for a night at the Yala Peak Guest House…
Lots of children playing games in the road as we took an evening stroll around town….
Our first day was very strenuous, reminiscent of the rocky trail in Sikkim two years ago. We climbed for seven hours with 3,500 ft. of gain. There were numerous long skinny swinging bridges and several stops for tea.
Take your pick!
I’ll take the swinging ones, thank you….
Typical lunch break
Way on a distant cliff were hanging beehives
We were never far from the Langtang River….
The mountains are getting closer and closer
Approaching Lower Rimche
We made it!
Erwin and Christine, German friends we met our first and last night in Langtang.
Our hostess used a most unusual stove, and was the food good!
Day is Dying in the West
And now for a long winter’s nap….