Another interesting night with another attack of the trots.
Left Pangboche at a steady pace. I got caught out again in the forest - am now two Imodium ahead of my bum ...
The manual labour that goes into everything was so evident today. We saw porters carrying loads up the track including one guy carrying four x 1 dozen litre bottles of water AND three cases of beer - That's in excess of 60kg.
The path into Namch was being retained by stone - two guys with hammers and chisels quarrying stone for the path and squaring them off to make blocks; the most basic road gang you'll ever see.
The morning's walk was a bit tough 'cos i was down on fuel (exited) but after lunch (toasted sandwich and chips) I came right again.
The rhododendrons were out in the forest on the way down the hill from Tengboche to Phunki Tenba. The brilliant red flowers against the green was beautiful - they'd only come out this week!
The lower parts of the valley were incredibly spectacular and so deep - I guess 400 metre. Even back down this far, the mountains peak through the clouds.
We're now at Namche and the air is much richer even though we're at 3,440 metres which is still higher than Mt Cook. I went for a walk through Namche this afternoon. Got up above the main part of the village and stopped to listen to the sounds: stonemasons above me chipping away, someone hammering metal below, cow mooing, dogs barking, music from the bar ... the longer I stood, the more sounds I heard. Very cool to hear the industry of a small town. I popped up to a big hotel being built and watched the stonemasons. Four guys were chipping away at huge boulders to cut them down to square blocks. They do three a day.
Popped into Namche for a beer after dinner; visited both bars! The first was run by a Nepalese lady who had just returned to Nepal after 21 years in New York and had been back ten days - didn't like the food.
We then went to the Irish pub. Louise showed the boys her dance moves - they called her scary and poor Kunsang looked like he'd never seen anything like it - he hadn't!! The legend of the giant Sherpa eating woman was born ...
Left Pangboche at a steady pace. I got caught out again in the forest - am now two Imodium ahead of my bum ...
The manual labour that goes into everything was so evident today. We saw porters carrying loads up the track including one guy carrying four x 1 dozen litre bottles of water AND three cases of beer - That's in excess of 60kg.
The path into Namch was being retained by stone - two guys with hammers and chisels quarrying stone for the path and squaring them off to make blocks; the most basic road gang you'll ever see.
The morning's walk was a bit tough 'cos i was down on fuel (exited) but after lunch (toasted sandwich and chips) I came right again.
The rhododendrons were out in the forest on the way down the hill from Tengboche to Phunki Tenba. The brilliant red flowers against the green was beautiful - they'd only come out this week!
The lower parts of the valley were incredibly spectacular and so deep - I guess 400 metre. Even back down this far, the mountains peak through the clouds.
We're now at Namche and the air is much richer even though we're at 3,440 metres which is still higher than Mt Cook. I went for a walk through Namche this afternoon. Got up above the main part of the village and stopped to listen to the sounds: stonemasons above me chipping away, someone hammering metal below, cow mooing, dogs barking, music from the bar ... the longer I stood, the more sounds I heard. Very cool to hear the industry of a small town. I popped up to a big hotel being built and watched the stonemasons. Four guys were chipping away at huge boulders to cut them down to square blocks. They do three a day.
Popped into Namche for a beer after dinner; visited both bars! The first was run by a Nepalese lady who had just returned to Nepal after 21 years in New York and had been back ten days - didn't like the food.
We then went to the Irish pub. Louise showed the boys her dance moves - they called her scary and poor Kunsang looked like he'd never seen anything like it - he hadn't!! The legend of the giant Sherpa eating woman was born ...
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