Trails and Treasures

Across the river from Landruk is the village of Ghandruk.

We started in Landruk at 5,314’ at 7:45a and ended at Chomrong (7,119’) at 2:20p, but in the middle we descended as low as 4,400’.  One signboard said it was 5 hrs; some itineraries say 6.

 This shot gives you an idea of just how massive Annapurna South is.  To get to Macchapucchare Base Camp, we have to walk up the valley and around Hiunchuli which is just out of range to the right.

Chhomrung is the highest permanent Gurung settlement in the valley.  It might be the village you can just make out on the ridge line just to the left of the denter of the photo above which I’ve cropped to make the picture below.

 

From Landruk the trail heads north along the eastern side of the Modi Khola through terraced rice fields to Himalpani.  Not far from Landruk we cross a stream on a not-so-safe-looking bridge.

Along the way to Himalpani we pass a couple of waterfalls

and a rock-strewn stream.

At Himalpani Lodge, we crossed the river (4,396’), 

 

heading up

 to New Bridge (Himal Qu) where there was another bridge over the Kimrong Khola.  

There were some huge boulders in this river; it was quite scenic.

From here the trail started up in earnest. 

 We reached Jhinu Danda (1780m) in time for lunch (11:45-12:30) with a view.   

At one of the houses we passed I saw a woman weaving with a backstrap loom.

And there were more farmers plowing.

It wasn’t far distance-wise to Chomrong, but it was up, and it was extremely hot on the exposed trail.  The trekking guidebook says its 2-3 hours up from New Bridge to Chomrong.  Do it in the morning, not the afternoon.  Note the black clouds gathering in the background below.  The locals take rest stops, but they don’t drink or eat.

 

 When I got to the Kalpana Guest House, I was severely dehydrated.  I had a plate of French fries, tea, and a coke before going to my room.  Within an hour the sky was all black, and it started to hail pellets that varied in size, but most were about the size of mothballs, some closer to golf balls.  The storm only last 10-15 minutes, but it was a noisy 15 minutes since many of the roofs were metal.

My room at the Kalpana Guest House  had a fantastic view, and the menu included a special treat–grilled chicken, which was served with fried potatoes and vegetables.  A real meal!   They probably grew their own chickens and killed them as needed, as I saw feathers in the yard.

The version of the trek I took involved 12 days of hiking, and I only went as far as Machhapuchhare Base Camp.  I stayed in teahouses; no tents on this trek.  I went with a guide and one porter which were arranged through Journeys.  I enjoyed the trek, but I had problems with my guide.  I would not recommend him for a woman traveling alone (i.e., he’d never get an A in an American sexual harrassment class) or an older person who typically hikes 2 miles/hour (or less on steep sections) on the AT, needs to watch their sugar levels, and likes to keep well hydrated.  The need to keep drinking (both water and gatorade) and to eat something like trail mix or an energy bar regularly between meals just didn’t compute with him.  He had his schedule with his favorite places to stop, and it didn’t seemed to be at all flexible or adaptable to my needs.  Neither my guide or porter carried any water or snacks!

Enough said.  On to the trek.  The elevations in my narrative should be considered approximate.  None of the elevations given in the guidebooks seem to match those on the National Geographic Trails Illustrated Map.  And if you can’t cope with meters, multiple by 3.

We left Pokhara at 7:30a for the drive up to Khande (1450m), which is labeled Khare (1770m) on the NG map.  On the above map, its west of Nagdanda and Phedi, which is the usual starting point for treks to ABC at an altitude of 1130m.  Whether my start was at 1450 or 1770m, it was definitely much higher than 1130m.  I had a much easier first day than the other trekkers who arrived to spend the night where I stayed.

Our starting point was this small guesthouse.

Note the women bending down washing vegetables with water coming from the hose attached to one of the spigots.  She is boiling water in the pan on the left.

Her little girl seemed to be more appropriately dressed for a ballet class than playing in the dirt around the hotel.  But she did have her crocs on.

 We started walking a little before 9, heading through the small settlement where one farmer was plowing his field and several other men were slaughtering a buffalo.

As we climbed gradually up the trail we met kids walking to school.  I’m not sure where they were headed, but it wasn’t close by.

This child was obviously too young to go.

After gradually climbing for about an hour, we reached a point with a view back to the road.

The fairly open forest we passed through  was studded with red rhododendrons.

Then we started down a rocky path.  Since this was not the usual trekking route, there were no stone steps.

As in Bhutan, most cows and buffalo are free to roam.

About 1 1/2 hrs after starting we reached the Hotel Gurans & Devkota Camping Place where I bought water to replace the liter I had already consumed.  There were several guesthouses here, but I’m not sure where “here” was.  Clearly they all used the same sign painter or English spelling source.

Unlike Bhutan where dogs ran lose all over the place, most dogs in Nepal seemed to be family pets.

I found this flower along the way.

About 2 1/2 hours after leaving Khande we arrived in Pothana (1990m), just in time for lunch.  Yet for some reason Pothana turned out to be our destination for the day.  (It would have been nice if Del had told me that’s all the further we were going for the day and why.  Maybe he thought I needed an easy start.)

We stayed at the Fish Tail Hotel. 

For lunch I had the vegetable curry which tasted more like sweet and sour to me.

All the lodges had snacks and a few basic supplies for sale. Those at lower elevations like this one had more variety than those further from the supply source.  Note the bag of TP.  I ended up having to buy some towards the end of my trek even though I brought along several rolls.

Across the flagstone paved path there was one of several other guest houses in the village.  But this one had what looked to be a fantastic view from its lawn.

I couldn’t figure out what the diamond-shaped object was in the trees.  If you look hard  you can see a man in a white shirt standing  in it, and there’s another man standing right behind the pole in the center of the picture.

Many porters used a basket to carry supplies to the lodges or trekking gear for groups, but since I was a party of one, my guide just carried my duffel in a similar manner with rope and a fabric strip for the head.

After lunch we walked up into a park-like area to go birding.  Without a knowledgeable birding guide, I didn’t identify many of the birds, but I did capture a couple of crude, long-distance shots.