Thursday 10 November 2011

5 Go to ABC: Day 4

 
Day 4: Jhinu – Sinuwa

If I wasn’t disciple of Dawkins, then I might call the stone steps that lead skywards out of Jhinu, a stairway to heaven. As it is, they are just incredibly steep and go on until you feel the lactic acid kick into your calf muscles and realise that the air is a bit cooler up here, isn’t it?

Ram went ahead of us to secure accommodation for the night in Sinuwa. We had been told about a German bakery in Chhomrung that had fantastic apple pie, but we were warned not to go for the chocolate cake, unless you liked it tasting of blue cheese. We had cinnamon buns, heavy chocolate croissants and something called a Chocolate Dennis. I don’t think it was trying to be a fancy French pastry; with a silent “s”.

Chatting to Ram, I found out that he needs to save 10,000R, about £100 to buy his trekking license to become a guide. He reckons that this will take him about 12 years! He showed us pictures of his kids on his phone and said that he owns some chickens, one buffalo and a veg patch.

Today we walked past landslides with boulders as big as houses.


That's our valley.



Chhomrung is the end of the mule trains.






That's a dangerous game Raz ! This bridge is being held together by vintage mud.








If I wasn’t disciple of Dawkins, then I might call the stone steps that lead skywards out of Jhinu, a stairway to heaven. As it is they are just incredibly steep and go on until you feel the lactic acid kick into your calf muscles and realiser that it’s a bit cooler up here, isn’t it?

Ram went ahead of us to secure accommodation for the night in Sinuwa. We had been told about a German bakery in Chhomrung that had fantastic apple pie, but we were warned not to go for the chocolate cake, unless you liked it tasting of blue cheese. We had cinnamon buns, heavy chocolate croissants and something called a Chocolate Dennis. I don’t think it was trying to be a fancy French pastry; a Dennis with a silent “s”, but it really was a Dennis.

Chatting to Ram, I found out that he needs to save 10,000R, about £100 to buy his trekking license to become a guide. He reckons that this will take him about 12 years! He showed us pictures of his kids on his phone and said that he owns chickens, buffalo and a veg patch.

Today we walked past landslides with boulders as big as houses.

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