Ailsa’s Challenge this week was to produce a post that embodied Fresh.
This was our goal – Another trip to Nagarkot. I’ve written about this location in at least 2 past posts so I won’t bother with the details or history of the place. A group of friends and I have decided that once a month we would escape from the valley hustle, bustle and pollution and partake in some fresh mountain air and wine. One as good as the other. The views of the Himalayas from Nagarkot are the most splendid you can find less than one hour from Kathmandu. This was our goal.
Not my photo
Not my photo
Not my photo
Yes, this was our goal.. if you cruise back to my last Nagarkot posts you will see that this is not the view we had. But we are an optimistic lot and fully expected the best. Always high hopes.
First however, we had to get there and then after was the return. It was a long drive. Over an hour to get there and over two and a half to return. The roads were a bit hairy, small, torn up and people and cows everywhere. But we had the dream of seeing those glorious mountains… AND fresh, clean air.
As I’m guessing you can imagine, our view was not majestic. It was beautiful in its own way, but definitely not like the photos. It was fresh though and perfect for what we had in mine.
Even though we didn’t get to see amazing mountain vistas. We did get to enjoy the fresh mountain air. Despite the rainy skies (it is monsoon season by the way) we still had a fantastic time. It’s always fresh and fun with a good group of people. Thanks guys.
Some views of our walk in the area. I hope you enjoy.
It has been an incredibly busy first two months here in Nepal. So busy that I’ve not been able to get out and find the best parts of where I am. There is going to be a change. I may not be able to go far from the valley for this first year, but I am going to do my best to explore the areas in and near the valley. On On I say…
Past Hash tshirt
I know this might not seem like it fits into Ailsa’s blog but just wait, I do in fact have some great.. no amazing.. sky pictures. Just wait. Be patient. I also felt that many of these photos fit very well with Lens and Pens by Sally Layers and Illumination.
Well, if you’ve participated in a hash before you will understand what I’m talking about. If you haven’t then I can only say you should. When I was in Korea for 3 years I would hear people talking about going to the Hash.. (link to Korean Hashes) and I chose never to participate because I do not consider myself a runner. People tried to explain to me that you didn’t have to be a runner to participate. However, everyone I knew going to these events were avid, sick runners. When I was in Venezuela someone finally convinced me to attend one of these events and I’ve been hooked since.
A hash is a walker and runner event that allows people from all points in their life to meet, greet and enjoy each other in whatever country they end up. I do believe I have some Venezuelan hash photos in some of my past blogs. The Halloween Hash in Venezuela was my favorite. The Korean Herald explained it best:
“Expats in Korea are often misunderstood. But a certain group deserves a closer examination; with bizarre chanting rituals, code names, a penchant for beer chugging and occasional debauchery, witness the “Hash House Harriers.”
This statement is true of Hashes the world over (link to hashes the world over). Hashing has a history. It’s pretty cool and there is even has a hashing bible which explains the history of the event and is actually very interesting. (Link to history). There are currently over 2000 hash groups spread in over 184 countries. My point is that I was tired, cranky and not seeing much of anything or anyone due to my heavy workload.
Then suddenly it all started sorting itself out. On the same day work was starting to come together, I just happened to hear someone talking about The Himalayan Hash House Harriers. The very next day, this same group was brought up by someone else. I decided to join in for the Saturday run/walk, paper chase. The location was only about 25 minutes from the valley and it was so much fun in Venezuela I decided I needed to go.
That Saturday morning I actually just about cancelled. I’m very glad I carried it out. I met some great folks from all over Nepal as well as the world. I even met someone at this hash who had ran with someone who has been hashing in Venezuela for a very long time. It’s a very cool opportunity to see new places, get some exercise and have a great time with a group of strangers that quickly become very good friends. Even if for only a day.
I hope you enjoy the photos.. and yes, some will be of sky. All were taken with my iPhone.
Obviously I am going to try to include a cow in as many of my posts as possible.
Cremation spot we passed.
I was with the walkers obviously and this was one of the trails.
view from the roof
Even kids are welcome. Juice was available.
Different people called into the circle for different songs and challenges
Through these fields there were dangers.Pretty but pokey
you could see the himalayas from here.
A line of virgins (first time hashers)
Very cool to look back and see some of the other walkers slowly making their way.
Ahh here’s the real pay off. Setting sun on himalayans
sun beginning to prepare for rest
Meeting up with farmers along the way
Lost in another field. I was told later that it is very rare for walkers to get lost. ha
just a couple more of the mountains
More sky.. I told you.
expansive view from the top
Himalayans from the roof.. amazing view
Finding our way along the river banks with the mountains in the background
Cows in a field we were lost in
sun getting ready to set over the field
Crazy local party with some U.S. 80’s music blaring, not what I expected outside a monastery
The shredded paper sign. There were circles, double circles and piles of shredded. I can’t remember what each meant
Special festivities with locals with the mountains in the background
Ahh hash is over here’s the pay off
View from the roof top of our host
As we hiked up the hill other party goers were hiking down.
Very narrow path we were walking on.
Loved this picture of man taking his child to the festival
A random hill with random kids yelling random happy Nepali phrases at us.
Random sites along the trail
We passed many sugar cane fields but not sure what this crop was
The great thing is every hash in every country is just a bit different. You never know who you will meet or where you will be running or walking.
Ailsa has once again created an awe-inspiring challenge to inspire others with our views of Mountains. So for these weeks theme from “Where’s my backpack” I present to you Mt. Shasta in California as one of my favorite mountains world-wide. Enjoy.. and visit if you can.