Friday, October 14, 2011

Ten Days of Trekking


Over the past 10 days, I have been walking from village to village in Nepal.  We started in the small town of Shivalaya and finished in the larger town of Phaplu.  With us was a team of ten sherpas.  Sherpas are a cultural Nepali group known for their strength and mountain skills.   We travelled through mountains and villages along small remote trails used for local transportation, as there are few roads in rural Nepal.  Along our travels, I was most impressed by the lifestyle of the Nepali people, the unique Nepali culture, and the experience of traveling with a team of Sherpas.


Shivalaya
Starting in Shivalaya
Looking down on Our Second Night's Stay


One of the coolest cultural experiences on the trek was the Dashain Hindu Festival.  On our second night, we camped in a small Hindu village.  This happened to be the first night of the Dashain festival and we were invited in to a Hindu family's house.  There we were served tea, cucumber, and potatoes.  We did not realize that the cucumbers were raw.  The father of the household blessed us with the Tika.  He patted a traditional pink sticky substance on our foreheads.  This was made out of rice, corn, sugar and pink dye.  He wished us good luck on our journey while placing the traditional Tika on our foreheads.  We later learned that on the first night of the festival all of the townspeople go from house to house receiving the Tika blessing.

The Tika Blessing
A Tradition of the Hindu Festival to Bless the Tires
Dad Swinging on a Traditional Festival Swing



Staying healthy was one of the hardest parts of the trek.  We learned this the hard way. During the Dashain festival, I ate raw cucumber.  The next morning, I felt sick to my stomach and vomited many times.  I still had to endure a three hour steep, uphill hike, while having occasional squirts of diarrhea.  We all had this happen to us several times throughout the trek and always brought the toilet paper along with us on the trail.

Another interesting cultural experience was visiting the local tea houses.  All along the trail, we stopped to drink tea with the local people in their houses.  Inside tea houses, the family would serve us traditional milk tea.  The tea tasted sweet, milky and very different from American teas.  Along the trail we also saw traditional yak herding huts made of rocks without roofs.  The herders use a tarp and pieces of wood to make a roof for the huts.  Some huts were inhabited and others deserted.  Some were being used for storing yaks or dogs.  One of my favorite cultural experiences was drinking tea inside a yak herder’s stone hut.  The floor was covered with juniper branches and the herder made a fire and cooked us tea.





I also found the many beautiful monasteries we visited along the way to be very interesting.  On the walls were pantings, fascinating but unknown to us.  On the floor were mattresses on which the monks would kneel and pray.  In the front of the room was usually a big golden statue of Buddha.  In the monasteries, there were other buildings used as sleeping quarters for the monks.  We also visited one nunnery.  It was almost exactly like the monasteries.  As we walked through the nunnery, a nun dressed in red and yellow robes, with a shaved head, gave me a bag of blessed cookies which gave us energy later in the day.

The Nunnery

Inside The Nunnery

Exiting a Monastery


Rural life in Nepal is hard work.  Along the trail, we passed many small farms and roaming live stock.  The standard farming animals were goats, sheep, cows, chickens, buffalo, and yaks.  The farms were small with terraces growing corn, barley, wheat, and lettuce.  The farmers do their work by hand, including separating corn, tilling the soil with cows, and carrying the wheat on their backs.   In the mountains, we saw people herding yaks and living in yak huts.  





Treking with Sherpas was hard but fun. Every day we hiked for eight to ten hours, waking up at six, and arriving at camp at four or five. In the morning, we were served tea and a western breakfast.  We would have liked to eat the Nepali food so that our Sherpa cook would not have to make two meals and we could eat like a true Nepali.  However, even after asking many times, we still had eggs and pancakes for breakfast while our Sherpas ate curry.  We had one Sherpa guide and his assistant, one Sherpa cook and seven porters carrying all of the gear.  With us was a heavy stove and a kitchen table.  We did not know that this trek would involve this many porters and this much kitchen gear.  The Sherpas were helpful, but it was uncomfortable to be served by so many people. 

Two of Our Porters
Some of Our Gear


In rural Nepal, there are no roads and we followed the local paths between villages. The vegetation was mostly lush and jungly.  Two of the seven days we hiked were in complete fog.  You could see in front of you for a couple meters at most.  One night, we camped next to a lake with an amazing view of Numbur, the holy mountain.  We watched in awe as the sunset turned the mountain pink and then orange.  One of the Buddhist Sherpas with us took some time to meditate as the sun set. 



A View of Prayer flags by the Shrine


Throughout our Nepal trek, I enjoyed the many cultural experiences, was impressed by the high endurance rural life style, and had mixed feelings about traveling with Sherpas. I loved my Nepali trekking experience and will now say that Nepal is one of my favorite  places.  The people were caring and welcoming. The hiking was hard work with spectacular views.  Next time, I would travel with a smaller crew and eat Nepali food.  I would also not bring the kitchen table along, and would hold the plate in my lap instead.  I loved exploring monasteries and will definitely be back trekking some day soon.

Thank you for reading Rohan Geographic!

 

Thursday, October 13, 2011

Out of the Wilderness

Hello fans and readers.  We finished our ten day trek and are in Phalpu, Nepal.  We hiked from town to town staying in guest houses or camping.  Right now, I am sitting in an internet house publishing my previous blogs from the overland trip before the trek.  Tomorrow I will fly with my family to Katmandu and publish a blog from our Trek.

Check out my new posts from September 30th through October 4th covering our overland trip from Tibet to Nepal.

Thanks for not giving up on reading Rohan Geographic!

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

One Adventure After an Another


This morning we woke up early to go canyoning!  We were not sure what exactly canyoning was, but we knew it involved waterfalls and canyons.  We woke up at seven-thirty tired and excited.  We ate an amazing breakfast of eggs, fruit and yogurt and geared up for the day.  We were given wet suits, helmets, harnesses, and gloves.  Once dressed for adventure, we hiked across a field and passed a small group of Nepalese houses.  The houses were run down and goats and chickens were loose in the path. We then wandered across rice terraces until we reached a narrow and steep creek.  Once at the creek we were given safety instructions but we still had no clue of the excitement ahead.

The entire team, Blair, Elise, Melissa, Dad, Mom and I, shimmied down a small water chute over steep slippery rocks until we reached our first waterfall. Here we realized we were going to rappel down the waterfall to the pools below.  It was scary the first attempt and I slipped a few times.  With practice, I gained skills, strategies, and confidence. Right when I thought we were done, we reached the forty five meter  (150 foot) drop.  Before this drop, I reminded myself of my ability and my technique and my common sense.  I rappelled down the waterfall feeling the rushing water over my head and made it down with nary a slip.  Wet and tired we walked back up the cliff to our base.

After a great lunch with amazing potato fries, the next adventure began.  To get to the resort, one must cross a narrow, metal, cable bridge crossing a high and narrow gorge with the rushing river below.  This is where the resort hosts two brainless activities.  The first is the bungee jump.  The second involves a harness with a line attached to a wire hanging high above the river.  By jumping off the bridge, and free falling for seven seconds, you are rocketed into a high swinging position.  This is called the canyon swing.

Blair, Melissa, Mom and Elise all screamed their lungs out as they crashed downward toward the river then rocketed up toward the sky on the canyon swing.  Dad and I both thought we might give the canyon swing a rest for the day.

Tomorrow, we leave the Last Resort (our adventure lodge) and head off on a ten day trek through remote Himalayan foot hills.  We will take porters, cooks and guides and will return to Katmandu on the 14th of October.  As you have guessed, we will have no internet on the trek!

Thank you for reading Rohan Geographic!

PS - All the pictures of the canyoning were taken by Dad, who had the waterproof camera.