We left the Tibetan Hotel in Jagat at an elevation of 4000ft after a breakfast of porridge and coffee. In our experience Jagat was a quaint and neat little village situated in a narrow chasm above the river, quite contrary to one report we had read on the internet describing it as dirty.
Hot springs were located 10 minutes away but we were too tired to walk there late the the evening and wanted to get going early the next morning.
The towns we walked through were Chyamche, which we hiked to on the high trail past a beautiful waterfall, where we stopped to enjoy a juice and admire the falls with Ziko ( a hiker from the Netherlands).
After Chymche, we once again passed over the fast flowing aquamarine colored Marsyangdi Nadi, across a suspension bridge and climbed steadily upwards along a steep stone trail, gaining 1500ft (500m) of elevation in 4 hours.
We reached the fairly bustling town of Tal situated along the banks of Marsyangdi Nadi at lunch time and enjoyed vegetable momos ( dumplings) and vegetable fried rice with our friend Ziko again. He is a journalist who has done awesome travels around the world including driving a motorcycle across Vietnam.
As we entered and left Tal we experienced walking through the village gateways lined with prayer wheels, which gives one a good feeling to run your hand over each wheel. They are lovely, and at the exit were carved prayer stones above the prayer wheels.
The weather started changing during lunch, clouds were building up into what looked like could be rain and the wind had picked up. We only had to make it through Karte, a tiny cliff side village and onto Dharapani which was a 2 hour hike away.
The tea house we chose “Hotel Manasulu”, had a hot shower which was a welcome treat and I was was able to wash my sweaty clothes by hand and hang them up to dry. We both felt wiped out now that we came to a stop for the day and Dreadknot seems to be coming down with a cold.
During our hike we had seen a flock of Himalayan vultures with their massive wingspans circling above us.
As the evening wore on it became extremely cold and I had to put on all my layers: merino wool base layer, fleece, down, a shell jacket , merino wool socks and my Nepalese woolen hat.
There was a power failure that evening, so sat in the primitive kitchen of our hosts beside a wood burning stove sipping on ginger tea and chatting with our lovely host Anita. She is building on a brick and cement addition to her tea house as she says it is usually fully booked in the high trekking season of October.
Loving the journey and we are most certainly up, up and away!
Namaste.
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