Rachel and I planned about a week of time for this, and Marc was only able to come with us for an extended weekend. Unfortunately he got sick and had to cut his weekend short anyway, so he turned back after the first night we spent on the trail. He came down with cyclospora-something-or-other... not pleasant.
After we parted ways, Rachel and I continued our trek with Mun as our trusty guide.
Usually during monsoon season it is very rare to see the mountains, but luckily on the morning when we woke up to see the sunrise on Poon Hill, the sky was clear and we could see the whole range.
It was a very nice reward since the day before we had gained 1200 meters in elevation which took us 8 hrs and rain had poured down on us for the last hour or so. One nice thing about trekking here also is that at the end of every day we get to sleep in a hotel with a bed, a shower, and occasionally decent food. Most of what we have been seeing is rural/agricultural Nepal rather than the unlivable wilderness.
Mun is showing Marc the view at the first teahouse we stayed at in Hille.
A woman takes her mule train to deliver goods to the many villages inaccessible by roads.
Rachel always takes time to stop and smell the... flowers?
Me on Poon Hill, the morning we woke up early for sunrise and were lucky enough to have clear weather and saw the whole Annapurna range.
Where's Waldo? I mean Rachel...
We were keeping pace with this guy carrying an 87 Kg refrigerator!
This kiva (ladybug) found a nice spot on some well-worn prayer flags at the top of a hill.
Woman in one of many rice paddies.
Rachel and Mun crossing a khola (stream).
Here I am cooling off in a nadi (river). All our Nepali vocab is related to hiking... one of the words we used most was juga (leech).
Dere ramro! (very beautiful/nice/good/awesome! According to Mun there is only one word that says it all...)
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