Writing a travelogue has never been easy for me because, as soon as I clutch a pen, I find myself in a dilemma- what should I write about? In the objectivity of space and time, should I portray the characters that I met, the events that occurred, and the sceneries that I saw? Or should I delineate the whirlwinds that I so intimately felt, being submerged in total subjectivity? That is, should I write a story or a poem? In the depth of bliss, poetry is what I write. Therefore, O friends, come and listen to my poetry of the North interspersed with a story.
After a short walk, we reached the premises of Nagarkot tower. As it was Saturday, the tower was overcrowded. Some were there for picnic, some were enjoying the view taking photographs from the top; while others were busy climbing up and down the tower. We sat there for some time. Cool breeze was blowing, it was wonderful. We could see the Himalayas behind the clouds. The sky was not so clear though. We returned back from there and entered a restaurant to have our lunch. After having lunch, we headed back home.
Lakure Bhanjyang, or Lakuri Bhanjyang as some call it, is a scenic hiking route about 10 Kilometers from Kathmandu. The trail is not extra-ordinary in any manner for a country packed with 8 thousand meter mountains and uncountable others that stand more than 4 thousand meters tall. Compare those to the highest point we reached during the hike, which must have been around 3,000 odd meters and, you will see why we didn’t bother to get the exact number. And then again we have traveled through it so many times that we have started remembering good spots to take breaks and relieve ourselves.
Beyond the regular routine of waking up late in the morning and always sitting in front of computers, we need some refreshments that can boost our body and mind. Yes, it was the day that had the potential to refresh our body and mind after a tiring week of work; the hiking day.
Cheese Factory at Chordung is located at an altitude of 2633 meters. The workers of the factory welcomed us. We could have got a chance to see the workings inside the factory, if it was not their day off. Still the factory owner explained the procedure of making cheese from scratch. We had some local cheese before returning to the hotel at 9:30 am. After lunch, we returned back to Kathmandu, it was 12:30 pm by then.
Upon entering the van, everyone was laughing. Kapil who had predicted he would be under the weather and not make the hike had jumped into the van. Ashay, having returned the previous day from leave, was unable to join. I was excited at the prospect of the hike as the weather was slightly overcast and comfortable. After arriving at the starting point, we were confronted by 3 different routes.
Using the sophisticated methodology of flipping the camera lens cap, we promptly set off on the right alternative.
Some of the group took off on the middle route while Abanish and Pramod discussed the alternative routes with the locals. Using the sophisticated methodology of flipping the camera lens cap, we promptly set off on the right alternative. Those already ahead on the middle alternative had to return.
It was time to leave Ghyampe Dada. We started to climb down the road asking locals for the better route as we were having a hard time. At 4:00 pm, we reached Lubu, Lamatar. We called for the Deerwalk van and drove to Gwarko. After having dinner at Gwarko in a café we ended the hike.
It was 17th March, Sunday; I was very excited from the get go as it was my first time participating in a hike organized by Deerwalk. Our very own Kanchan Raj Pandey was the hike coordinator. Including me, there were 10 participants in total for the hike. I got inside the office premises at around 6:50 am. Few of other members were already there and few arrived later. We left at 7:10 am and picked up the remaining participants along the way. At 8:00 am, we were at Thankot. After a short snacks break we headed out for the targeted location, Machhegaun.
The footsteps clearly show less human intervention. The path was full of newly grown weeds untouched by humans or animals. The wild Pears were hanging in trees out of season. The jungles were silent except for chirping birds and humming insects. The far distant forests, the lining, the boundaries, the halo, the romantic majestic panorama, and the chilling air made it heavenly.
Nuwakot Durbar was the palace of Prithvi Narayan Shah, and his ancestors, before he annexed Kathmandu valley. The thought of visiting this place itself brings back the memories of the glorious past of Gurkha warriors who united Nepal. On the foggy morning of 15th September, 2012, we set out to visit this historical site along Kathmandu-Kakani Highway. However, fate had planned a different destination for us.