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Nabji Trek–Day 3

Wednesday, June 16th, 2010

Kudra (Kubdra) to Nabji (4,000′): 7.5mi; 5-6 hrs; small ups & downs.

If the humidity hadn’t been about 99%, this would have been a lovely walk.  The air just seemed to hang with the clouds, dark and heavy.

The vegetation in areas cleared of trees but no longer farmed was thick with brush.

I saw my first hornbill,

more marijuana,

waterfalls,

and great views down to the Mangde Chhu.

The trail reminded me of the Appalachian Trail–lots of leaves, rocks, and tree roots.

The elevations were higher than the AT in Maryland and Pennsylvania where I’ve the most miles, but the vegetation was far more tropical.

Banana Palms

Enormous Philodendrons

With two breaks and a lunch stop, it took me about 6 1/2 hours to reach Nabji, which was very different than the small Monpas villages of Jangbi and Kudra.  The people of Nabji live in a cluster of homes on a small hill above their extensively terraced rice fields.

From the point where these photos were taken, it was another 3/4-hour walk downhill to the village as the fields extend quite a ways to the right of my photos, and it was down!

Nabji Trek–Day 2

Tuesday, June 15th, 2010

Zhangbi  (Shangbi, Jangbi) to Kudra: 8.7 mi (13-14.5 km), about 6 hrs; couple of steep climbs/descents 

We left Jangbi at 7:30a; it was cloudy. 

Marijuana along trail

We headed down and stopped after an hour at a chorten.  

Chorten along trail below Jangbi

Before we left this resting place, the cook and Pelden did some pack readjustments on the ponies while the local guide watched. 

Pack readjustment

It was the first day of March and I expected to see wildflowers in this temperate climate.  But alas, there were few to be seen, so this was a rare find. 

 

For the most part, the forest consisted of broadleaf trees, 

 

but occasionally there was a small grove of chir pine. 

 

Then it was down some more along a stream 

 

before crossing a bridge (10am) to start up again.  

 

Before crossing the bridge we passed along a rocky cliff face. 

 

The sure-footed, barefoot villagers have used these trails for centuries, but they do not resemble our well-groomed trails. 

 

After climbing for about an hour we reached some fields.  The building was not a house, at least not one used year-round. 

 

After another 15 minutes of climbing we found the porters taking a rest.  Many of the porters were women.  As to why some things were transported on ponies and others were carried on people’s backs, I don’t know. 

 

There was one more final push towards the top. 

 

Well, it really wasn’t the TOP, but soon we began to descend along the cliff face. 

 

Guru Rinpoche passed this way when he traveled from Nabji to Bumthang, and he left imprints of his footsteps, dagger and phallus in the rocks.  But all Pelden ever pointed out was Guru Rinpoche’s foothold.  

 

As the trail continued its route around and out of the ravine, there was a good view of the trail along the cliff face. 

Cliff face with Guru Rinpoche's foothold

Just before we stopped for lunch around 12:15-12:30, we saw two black-faced langurs.  

 

Not long after lunch it started to rain, so I have no more pictures for the day.  

 

It was very hot and HUMID walking in the dense forest with a poncho on.  By the time we reached camp 1 1/2 hours later at about 2:45, I was as wet inside as out. 

At Kudra (1500m), they pitched my tent under the thatched pavilion roof.  I at least had lots of space to spread out my stuff to dry, which of course it didn’t as it rained most of the night. 

I had popcorn(!) with my tea, but no meat with my remaining meals since there was a month-long Buddhist prohibition against meat. 

The porters who had carried our baggage to this point began their trip home to Jangbi at 3:30.  It had taken me 7 hours with several stops to get here, but it had taken them less and they were returning with empty backs. 

Like at Jangbi, I had visitors in Kudra even though only three households lived there.  A mother and son, along with a woman neighbor who lived 15-20 minutes away, brought me red-boiled eggs and two bottles of brew.

Nabji Trek–Day 1

Monday, June 14th, 2010
 

Nabji Trail Map

Within the boundaries of Jigme Singye Wangchuck National Park, the Nabji Trail uses pathways long traversed by the villagers living in Jangbi (Zhangbi, Shangbi), Kudra (Kubra, Kuda), Nabji, Korphu, and Nyimshong (Nimshong).  The trail opened in November, 2006, and is the first community-based ecotourism project in Bhutan.  The villagers manage the trail and provide services for trekkers, including camping sites, porters, ponies, and guides. 

Trailhead for Nabji Trail

 Day 1:  Tongtonphey to Zhangbi (Jangbi, 4560’); 3-4 hrs.; 5mi/8km; alt. gain 3116’; alt. loss 1968’ 

Tongtonphey to Jangbi map; note the zigzags in the road and in the trail

The local guide, Pelden and I left the trailhead at Tongtongfey (3,537’ or 3,280’) around 10:30 a.m.  The cook, his assistant, the porters and the ponies with their drivers followed later, giving us time to make the long 1800′ descent to the suspension bridge over the Mangde Chhu (11:10a).   

Crossing the Magde Chhu

Note that for trekking, Pelden wore western-style clothes.   We met quite a few people on the descent and for a while after we crossed the bridge.   There were houses scattered here and there on some of the mountainsides. 

Scattered homes on the mountainsides

 It was hot and dusty with little shade for the first hour or so of walking, but we eventually reached the forest. 

Local guide leading the way through the forest

Note that the local guide was barefoot, as were some of the porters.  The path climbed gradually for a short while, but eventually we began to climb in earnest.  We stopped several times as we caught up with the porters, et. al.  Around 12:30 p.m., we stopped for lunch at a place where the trail was reasonably level and there were a few rocks to sit on. 

The local guide and cook's assistant at lunch spot

The food for lunch on the trail was no different than in a hotel.  There was rice and a selection of four or five dishes that were carried in metal pans that fit in the large grey thermos by the cook’s assistant’s right knee.  And there was tea.  They also gave me a juice box first thing when I stopped.  Nobody but me carried water. 

The rocky trail up to Jangbi

After lunch the trail climbed steeply to Jangbi, which we reached around 2 p.m.   The campsite was very nicely situated with a view over the Mangde Chhu valley. 

Camping spot at Jangbi

 

I was served tea in front of my tent with a view.  The porters had brought a canvas folding chair for me to sit on.

My tent at Jangbi
I had plenty of time to roam around the neighborhood. 

Jangbi

 Zhangbi is a Monpas village with a community school.  The Monpas are thought to be the first settlers in Bhutan.  According to one source, there are only 42 households with just over 250 Monpas left in region.  For more on the Monpas, see this scholarly article.

A house at Jangbi

I think the green strips in the following photo are bamboo.

Bamboo drying on fence

The village-provided campsite included a cookhouse with a kitchen-area and a sleeping area for the cook, his assistant, and the trekkers’ guide.

Cookhouse at Jangbi

Note the solar panels which provided enough electricity for recharging Pelden’s cellphone and my camera battery, along with a single light bulb.  Next to the cookhouse was a similarly constructed latrine.

After dinner which was served on a tray table, six local women came to visit, bringing a bowl of oranges and sugar cane, as well as three bottles of their home brew.  With a little persuasion they drank some of the liquor.  Since neither Pelden or I drank the stuff, I’m not sure what happened to the rest.

Into the Black Mountains

Sunday, June 13th, 2010

We left Trongsa for the trailhead of the Nabji Trail before 7 a.m. on the last day of February.  The sun was not yet high enough to reach very far into the valley.

Mountains of Central Bhutan

Instead of following the central east-west road, we headed south towards India following the Mangde Chhu, along the eastern slopes of  the Black Mountains.  But, of course, we first had to go down to a bridge across the river in the lower left of the above photo and then back up.

It had rained the previous evening in Trongsa, but at the higher elevations it wasn’t rain.

Snow line from last night's rain

The highest summit in the Black Mountains is over 15,000 feet.  In comparison, the highest peak in the lower 48 states is Mount Whitney at 14,505 feet.  The peaks in the following photo were probably to the west, as we were too close to the Black Mountains to see any of its tall peaks.

Snow-covered peaks

In the following photo you can see how Trongsa is spread out along the side of the mountains, and how insignificant it looks in comparison to the mountains.

Trongsa from the south

As we headed south toward warmer climes, I saw some Primula Denticulata and

Primula Denticulata

a rather interesting looking breed of cattle.

Bos Indicus, Siri?

There were waterfalls,

Waterfall along road south from Trongsa

and I finally managed to take a picture of a couple of monkeys.  The tail doesn’t look long enough to be a langur, so I’m not sure what kind they were.

We didn’t arrive at the trailhead in Tongtonphey until around 10 a.m., as we stopped to do some birding along the way.  The cook and his helper had already arrived with a van filled with all the supplies we would need for six days of trekking.  It took some time to divvy everything up and load it into baskets for the porters to carry or into bags to be carried by the ponies.  I used the time to look for birds and photograph some nearby poinsettia bushes.

These were not your typical Christmas blooms in a 6″ pot!

The Cradle of Bhutan as a Nation–Trongsa Dzong

Saturday, June 12th, 2010

Trongsa Dzong is more evocative of a Western European castle like Heidelberg than most Bhutanese dzongs. 

Model of Heidelberg Schloss

Perched on a bluff high above the Mangde Chhu, it commanded a defensible position along the major east-west trade route.   

Trongsa Dzong and Ta Dzong from the west

Looking Westward with Trongsa Dzong in foreground

A stream flows alongside the eastern perimeter of the dzong

The Chhoekhor Raptentse Dzong (the official name for this dzong) was the original seat of power in modern Bhutan, starting when the Trongsa penlop Jigme Namgyal (the first king’s father) established control of most of Bhutan.  The first and second kings ruled from here, and by tradition, the crown prince gets on-the-job training in governance by filling the post of Trongsa penlop (district administrator).

Chhoekhor Raptentse Dzong, Trongsa

Today's entrance to the dzong; historically one had to walk two hours up the mountain to the eastern gate

Inside the walls there’s a feeling of spaciousness with numerous buildings and large courtyards. 

Inside Trongsa Dzong

It’s easy to imagine this place bustling with activity with government administrators, military leaders, and the chief abbot with his supporting staff of monks all housed within the walls. 

There are many staircases for moving between the vertically displaced buildings inside the dzong walls

The first building at the site was the Chorten Lhakhang, built on the edge of the cliff in 1543.  The dzong was built about a century later with the walls spreading upward from the lhakhang.  Late in the 17thcentury the dzong was enlarged to its present size.  The dzong was recently renovated with help from the Austrians.

Towers atop towers inside Trongsa's Dzong

Lots of office space and 23 lhakhangs inside this dzong

The timber and stucco are reminiscent of half-timbering

 The watchtower for the dzong was built above it on the hillside.

Ta Dzong is situated above Trongsa Dzong

Ta Dzong from the west on a sunny day

Ta Dzong from Trongsa Dzong in the rain and fog

With support from the Austrian government, the tower is been converted into a splendid museum that is a steep climb up from the road.

The last flight of stairs up to Ta Dzong

Ta Dzong tower

Tomorrow I’ll be heading into the Black Mountains to begin the six-day trek along the Nabji Trail.  No more dzongs for a while!

Four Lhakhang and a Dzong in One Morning

Friday, June 11th, 2010

On the morning before leaving Jakar for the drive back to Trongsa we made a whirlwind tour of some of the many lhakhangs in the area.  As I mentioned in an earlier post, Guru Rinpoche made his first visit to Bhutan and conversions to Buddhism here and one of Nyingma Buddhism’s most important saints was born here.

We started our rounds of lhakhang at the Jampey (or Jampa) Lhakhang, which shares the claim for being the first temple constructed in Bhutan by King Songtsen Gampo of Tibet in 659 with the Kyichu Lhakhang in the Paro valley.  Gampo built 108 temples in Tibet and throughout the Himalayas on a single day to overcome a giant supine demoness by pinning her to the earth.  Jampa Lhakhang was placed on the demoness’s left knee.  Four temples were added in the latter half of the 19th century.  The complex was partially restored in 1905, but that’s still more than a century ago, so this place feels old.

 

Just a short walk away was the new (2008) Zangtopelri Lhakhang.  It was built over a period of seven years with financial assistance from Her Majesty the Queen Mother Ashi Kesang Choden Wangchuck.  It was built in memory of her grandfather Gongzim Ugyen Dorji, her grand aunt Ane Thukten Wangmo and her parents Gongzim Sonam Tobgye Dorji and Mayum Choying Wangmo Dorji. 

 

Did you notice how much more painting there is on the new versus the old lhakhang?

Further up the road was the Kurjey Lhakhang, a much larger complex built on a site where Guru Rinpoche meditated and left the imprint of his body on a rock.  The temple over Guru Rinpoche’s imprint was built in 1652; the second temple was built in 1900 by Ugyen Wangchuck, the First King of Bhutan, while he was still the Penlop of Trongsa.  The third temple dates from 1900 and was sponsored by the then Queen Mother Ashi Kesang.

 

Across the river, we visited the Tamshing Goempa which was established in 1501 by Pema Lingpa.  It is the most important Nyingma gonpa in Bhutan.  Tamshing supports a body of over 80 monks. Mostly under the age of 15, these monks are either orphans or from very poor families who can’t afford to send their children to a state school.

 

We then visited Jakar Dzong, a much smaller dzong than the one’s I’d seen so far.  Originally built as a monastery in 1549, it was converted into a dzong in 1646.  It was badly damaged by the 1897 earthquake and rebuilt on a smaller scale in 1905.  Here the courtyards were very small compared to those at Thimphu and Punakha, giving this dzong a more intimate feel.

Bumthang Valley Hike

Thursday, June 10th, 2010

The Bumthang valleys are filled with lhakhangs and gonpas.  It was here that Guru Rinpoche made his first visit to Bhutan in 746.  Moreover, one of the five great tertons of Nyingma Buddhism–Pema Lingpa (the one who prophesied the building of Gangte Gonpa)–was born here in 1450.  There’s a three-day trek that traverses the area called the Bumthang Cultural Trek, but I was going to do another trek later on in the Black Mountains, so I just went for a day hike in the Chokhor valley.

After the driver dropped us off, we crossed to the other side of the river

Chamkhar Chhu

on a suspension bridge

where there was a wayside shrine.

We walked a wide, dusty track

passing prayer flags and a mani wall.

I saw men erecting a new row of prayer flags

and a man plowing fields.

Farmers use bamboo to weave baskets and fence sections which are then left in the fields to dry.

With no paved roads, mules and donkeys are used for transporting goods.

Note the khonying (walk-thru) chorten over a parallel spur path.  In this area, just one chorten is not enough.

After cross another suspension bridge, we entered a pine forest with an occasional view of a mountain top.

We passed through an area that seemed more like a rain forest with lots of lichen and moss.  It reminded me of the Olympic Peninsula.

We forded a small stream, but compared to the trails I regularly hike, stream fording was a rarity in Bhutan.  On the other hand, loose domesticated animals were not a rarity.  Fences were amazingly scarce, which is why there were cows on the roads (see my previous post) and donkeys in the streams. 

I assumed this was a laborer’ camp, although it was far nicer than the typical road crew’s hovels, and there were no roads around. 

Nowhere else did I see such an orderly row of latrines.

We eventually reached a high point with a spectacular view of the valley.

I’m assuming this was a lhakhang, but there were a number of buildings in a cluster here.

After a gradual descent along more dirt tracks covered in inches of dust, we recrossed the river.  Note Pelden’s use of an umbrella for shade since he cannot wear a hat.  It’s only furled because of the  bridge wires.

From here we walked at least another mile on the dusty, dirt road until we met our driver.

The only new bird for the day was a black-billed magpie.

Jakar in the Bumthang Valley

Wednesday, June 9th, 2010
The commercial hub of the Bumthang area is Jakar with a population of 772 in 2005.  I stayed in the Mepham Guest House, high on a hill overlooking the town.

Jakar from Mepham Guest House

According to all the guide books, the quality of accommodations declines as one moves further east in Bhutan away from the “big” cities.  While this guest house was not in the same class as the the hotels in Punakha and Gangte, it was nice.  I had another spectacular view from my room, and the room was again heated by a small wood stove.

My room at Mepham Guest House

The dining hall/lounge area was actually larger than the one at Dewachan, and there were comfortable chairs and a sofa near the central fire where you could sit and read.

Dining Area of Mepham Guest House

Pelden lighting a fire at Mepham Guest House

The bathroom wasn’t nearly as nice as Dewachen, although there was a tub.  The biggest problem was the limited hours of water which had something to do with work underway at the monastery further up the hill.  I’d already gotten used to the limited hours of electricity in the morning and evening.

Jakar was the only town where I actually walked around part of town and looked in some shops.  In this view from my window, you can see the buildings lining the main street.

Main commercial street of Jakar from up on hill above town

Here’s a view from the end of the main drag looking towards the hill where my hotel was located out-of-view to the left.

Main commercial street of Jakar

There was no electricity when I walked around town at about 4 p.m., and with the exception of children and tourists, not many shoppers.  Most shops seemed to have a wide variety of goods for sale, but backpacks were a favorite attention grabber.

This store appeared to have a wide variety of cosmetics and personal care items for sale, but sold lots of other types of items.

There were several restaurants and other types of food emporiums.

Many places had multiple signs for widely disparate types of goods and services.  The signs on this one are for a restaurant and an electronics store.

A Long Day’s Drive from Gangte to Jakar

Tuesday, June 8th, 2010

The drive from the Phobjikha Valley to Jakar was less than 100 miles, but it took all day.  We started at 8 and arrived after 4.  We made a couple of brief stops and a much longer one to tour a museum and eat lunch in Trongsa.  The scenery was spectacular, but, with all the curves and bumps in the road, I was glad to have had a motion sickness patch behind my ear.

How to summarize the day?

Let’s start with some animals along the road–a yak in an area where they browse on a specific type of bamboo called cham,

A Yak on the descent from Pele La

some cows near the driveway to a guest house,

and cattle attacking the van.

We must have spent at least a half hour watching a group of crows harass four Himalayan Griffons.

The griffons would move around or take off and then land again, but the crows just kept on swooping, pecking, and, of course, making a lot of racket.

Griffons are a type of vulture–small head, large body.

We also saw a few people, but not many.

I got to see snow for the first time since I’d left home ten days earlier with 3+ feet of snow in my yard, and here I was at over 10,000 feet!

There were lots of waterfalls.

I also had my first opportunity to photograph a blooming rhododendron.  I’d seen a fair number of white ones along the roads we’d driven, but this was the first time I’d been on foot or seen a red in full bloom.  In Bhutan and Nepal, rhododendrons are not the bushes  we have in our yards or even the ones like I’ve seen on trails.  Here they are trees!

We crossed two passes–Pele La and Yotong La–but neither had spectacular mountain views.  At Pele La there was a chorten and an amazing number of prayer flags of which only a few are captured in my pictures.  You can sort of see some mountains in the background.

At the confluence of two rivers after descending from Pele La, there are two chortens–one Tibetan-style and one Bhutanese-style, as well as a couple of organized rows of prayer flags. 

The Tibetan style Chendebji Chorten (correctly named Chorten Charo Kasho) was built by Lama Shida in the 19th century.  Note the Buddha eyes; you’ll see lots of those when I post my photos from Nepal.

The mani wall chorten dates from 1982.

Prayer flags always make good pictures.

About 16km before reaching Jakar we stopped at Zungney to visit a couple of shops where weavers create strips of woollen fabric that is made into jackets and blankets.

Have you seen the movie Travellers and Magicians?  If not, watch this trailer and then get the movie.  Part of it was filmed along the road between Pele La and Chendebji, most notably a scene at this roadside shrine.

The inscription reads:

“May all sentient beings be free from,

Wanting to be praised.

Not wanting to be criticized.

Wanting to be happy.

Not wanting to be unhappy.

Wanting to gain.

Not wanting to lose.

Wanting to be famous.

Not wanting to be unknown.

Thus prayed at the occasion of filming in Bhutan.

Nov. 2002

Scene 112, take 101.”

Phobjikha Valley–Part 2

Monday, June 7th, 2010

After lunch back at the hotel, we returned to the monastery or Gangtey Gompa.  This small chorten near the parking area was very unusual in that it had a roof over it.

Chorten outside walls of Gangte Gompa

Chorten outside walls of Gangte Gompa

See the bird on the roof of the building on the right.    It’s a Red-Billed Chough, a very noisy member of the crow family that seems to prefer lots of company. 

Red-billed Chough

Red-billed Chough

 Pema Lingpa, a famous saint of the Nyingma school of Tibetan Buddhism who was born near Bumtang in Bhutan, prophesied the construction of a gonpa  here while visiting the valley.  His grandson and first reincarnation Gangteng Tulku (Gyalse Pema Thinley or Rigdzin Pema Tinley (1564-1642)) started the monastery in 1613 by building a temple on the site.  The 2nd Gangteng Tulku completed the monastery later in the century.

Exterior of Gangtey Gonpa

Exterior of Gangtey Gonpa

Details of Exterior Painting

Details of Exterior Painting

If you’re wondering how a 17th century wooden building looks so magnificent after 300 years, it’s because a seven-year reconstruction effort was just completed in 2008 with the aid of the Landmarks Foundation.  In fact, some work continues today.  For a video showing how the gonpa looked during renovations, check out this youtube video Gangte Gompa.

Woodcarvers at work

Woodcarvers at work

The carvings are very detailed

The carvings are very detailed

One enters the monastery through this porch-like structure.

Entrance porch to Gangte Gonpa

Entrance porch to Gangte Gonpa

Detailed painting on entranceway

Detailed painting on entranceway

The walls of the porch are covered with paintings.

Painting #1

Painting #3Painting #2

Painting #4

Painting #5

Painting #6

The three-story central tower contains several temples and prayer halls, but we could find no one to open them for us.

Temple Building at Gangte Gonpa

Temple Building at Gangte Gonpa

Carving on central tower

Carving on central tower

Details of painted carvings

Details of painted carvings

The above woodworkers were in an open, covered pavilion on one side of the courtyard in front of the central tower.

Woodworkers' workroom

Woodworkers' workroom

Opposite was an interesting enclosed building, and

Building facing central courtyard

Building facing central courtyard

there were, of course, some fabulous “gargoyles.” 

Roof ornament

Roof ornament

I’m not sure where I saw this carving, but it doesn’t appear to be on the front of the central tower.

Skull carving

Skull carving

After leaving the monastery we visited the Black-Necked Crane Information Center, which had just a couple of pretty basic displays and two spotting scopes.  The crane is about 4-ft tall with a distinctive red crown patch.  It’s life span is 70 to 80 years.

A Black-Necked Crane

A Black-Necked Crane

Since it was mid-afternoon, most of the live cranes had moved out of the valley to shadier, cooler locations, but with the scopes we found a pair of Northern Lapwings.

Northern Lapwing by Nigel Pye

Northern Lapwing by Nigel Pye

The next morning as we were leaving the valley the light was just right to get some good pictures of a pair of cranes in a farmyard.

Black-Necked Cranes

Black-Necked Cranes

Before closing this post, let me tell you about the hotel I stayed at in the valley–the Dewachan, although the fact this hotel has its own website should tell you something.  According to LP the hotel was built in conjunction with a US travel company.  It is a beautiful stone-and-wood building set on a hillside with fabulous views across the valley. 

Dewachen Hotel in the Phobjikha Valley

Dewachen Hotel in the Phobjikha Valley

The rooms are huge with two beds, a large sitting area, and a nicely tiled shower.  The furnishings are stylish, like what you would find in a better-than-average lodge in the US.  There is a small wood stove and electricity for a few hours in the morning and evening. 

My messy room at the Dewachen

My messy room at the Dewachen

The dining room was on the second floor with bay windows looking out over the valley.  The first floor probably was used as a bar when there were more people at the hotel, although with just sixteen rooms I doubt that it ever feels crowded.

The Dewachen at dawn from my room

The Dewachen at dawn from my room