September 4, 2021

Colombia Los Nevados National Park

September 4, 2021

Los Nevados National Park is a large high plateau in the middle of the Andean Spine of Colombia. At present (2021), the other popular areas for trekking are closed (Nevado Cocuy and higher ranges of Sierra Nevada de Santa Marta). This leaves the Nevados NP as a good option for multi-day trekking.

Our goal was to climb the Navado del Tolima, one of the volcanos on the plateau, with an altitude of 5,200m. My timing was not ideal as I was there outside of the normal climbing season of December - January. The mountain is quite isolated. It is 30-40km from the trailhead. Due to the amount of rain and the boggy nature of the high plateau, getting to the basecamp was quite an effort. It involved gaining 2,500m of elevation, liquid trails full of slippery volcanic mud, rain and fog, loosing trails and weather changes every 20min or so. All at an altitude of 4000m and above. Overall, it was a very hard trek for me due to the muddy conditions. We set out to climb the mountain only to be turned around by a snow storm at 4500m.

Despite the unsuccessful attempt to get to the top of Tolima, it was a fantastic trek through some very unique ecosystem of the high Paramo forest. The high Paramo forest is home to rare plants and trees that are found only in 3 countries in the world. Furthermore, the area is inhabited by cowboys who live is these very harsh conditions. The farms where they live have been there before the National Park was established. The locals are a small group of men and women who adopted to this extreme environment with very basic and limited use of technology. This was a very different experience for me from the other areas in the Andes further south.

The outfitter Andes World Travels and my guide Herman Vike have made my experience great despite all the challenges of the rainy season in the high plateau.

At the trail head. Getting the bags ready for the horses who will transport them to the first camp.

The lower forest at 1800m was lush and thick.

Our first camp was in a community maintained hostel complete with a restaurant and a manicured garden!

Diego Machete, the horseman who transported our bags for the first half of the trek.

Numerous waterfalls drain the water from the high plateau to the forests below.

The first camp is located in this beautiful area.

Our second day was quite long, 21km and an elevation gain of 2,000m (from 1,800 to 3,800m). Our final destination was the farm called BERLIN.

We had great views until we climbed into the clouds that seem to hang permanently at the edge of the high plateau of the Los Nevados National Park.

We passed by some beautiful but very simple farms as we climbed higher.

The vegetation started to change as we gained altitude

Finally, BERLIN came into view. It is located in spectacular surroundings at an altitude of 3,800m.

The very basic living at the Berlin farm. Despite the simple conditions, the farm is welcoming and comfortable.

Maria runs the farm and provides all care to the visitors. The place is immaculately clean and the hospitality is fantastic. It reminded me of the Nepali tea houses where people sit around the kitchen fire and exchange stories.

The farm kids work hard from a young age. They get involved in animal work and seem to know their way around quite well.

We needed the help to find the trail through the Paramo in the fog and rain. Before we could depart, the cows had to be milked first. It is a real working farm. The farmers sell cheese that they make using methods dating two centuries. There is no machinery or modern equipment.

From Berlin we climber higher to 4,000+. As we ascended the fog became thicker and it started to rain. The water and horses turn trails into a liquid. The volcanic ash is very slippery when wet and each step seems to be an effort.

My futile attempt to dry my pants after a day of hiking to La Playa

Going to the basecamp for Nevado del Tolima

The view from the BC. The weather looked promising. The weather turned in the night and we got snowed out at 4500m.

Carlos, our horseman and the owner of La Playa

We had this spectacular view of the Nevado del Tolima and the surrounding area. If only we had weather like that the day before!

A beautiful view of the Nevado del Tolima 5,240m

Cocora Valley and the famous Cocora palms

The view towards Los Nevados from the hill near Salento

The old coffee plantation jeeps are used as taxis in Salento

Derek Boniecki

September 4, 2021

Colombia Teyuna - Ciudad Perdida Trek (The Lost City)

Derek Boniecki

September 4, 2021

Thanks to Andes World Travel for putting the Colombia trip toghether for me! I was able to do a lot in a short period because of their excellent assistance.

The first time I have ever heard of the Lost City was in June of 2021 while in COVID government imposed quarantine after my trip to Mexico. Since Colombia is one of the few open countries, I thought: why not check it out?

The Lost City is not really “lost”. It is located in the mountain range of Sierra Nevada de Santa Marta on the Caribbean coast of Colombia. The mountain range is the highest rising mountain range in the world in terms of distance from 0m to 5800m in 20 miles. It is separate from the Andes and much older in geological terms. It is also wilder and some areas are very hard to access either because of the closures by its inhabitants or the due to its inaccessible terrain.

As it turned out, the trek is fairly popular and well known, at least in Colombia. The best time to visit is in December and January. I picked the rainy season. In addition to the heat and humidity of 85%, we were met with a crazy amount of rain and very high rivers. At one point it became doubtful whether we would be able to get to the archeological site as the rivers were just too high. I was told by the guide that it does happen especially during the rainy season.

For me the main appeal of the experience was the opportunity to trek through the hot and humid jungle and to meet the local Kogi Indians who live in these mountains. They have an interesting and sobering outlook on human relationship with nature. We, the younger brothers as they call us, are destroying the natural world and upsetting the balance causing many natural ills. They have been saying that for the past 30 years or more but no-one seems to listen…(See the BBC documentary From the heart of the world, the elder brother’s warning.)

Sierra Nevada de Santa Marta from the air

We were supposed to cross this river the following day. It did not look promising…

On the way to the trailhead from Santa Marta. Stocking up on some fruit!

The coastal range of Santa Marta Mountains is lush and full of life!

We crossed the mountain ridges on the horizon. The Lost City is located at an altitude of 1200m somewhere beyond the mountains on the horizon.

At the trail head. The colourful machetes are very common in Colombia. The rubber boots would definitely be useful for walking!

The trailhead is located at the village of Machete Pelado (which translates as Drawn Machete - apparently dating to the times when local differences were resolved with the liberal use of a machete). One can hire a horse but I am not sure how far would the horse go or how comfortable the ride would be. I think if you need to hire a horse, you probably should not be doing this trek.

The trail is carved by water from huge and frequent rains. At some spots the trail resembles a small canyon a few meters deep! The water just runs in the bottom of the canyon and one has to walk right in it.

Walking through the trail/creek. Everything is wet and nothing dries until the sun comes out.

Our first camp. We reached it in a torrential rain - I have never seen such an amount of water come from the heavens. And it rained for hours. Rain jackets are useless as everything is just soaked through. We changed into dry clothes for the night but had to put the wet ones back on in the morning.

Normally this is a small creek but after the rain it is like a flush flood!

The shop at the camp. It has all the basics including cold beer.

The sleeping arrangements in the camps are under these mosquito nets. It is quite comfortable and warm and the temperature hardly drops below 20C. You need to watch out for bed bugs though.

Horses are used to ferry supplies. It is hard walking for them and we saw them getting stuck. When a horse is stuck, it has to be unloaded and freed. It is a lot of work for the horseman and stressful for the animal.

One of the indigenous inhabitants of the Santa Marta Mountains (belonging to the Arhuaco group). He is holding a poporo which is a sign of maturity and a personal identification. It also holds lime made from sea shells that is used to interact with the coca leaf. The lime from the poporo is mixed with the coca leaf and chewed. Since lime is caustic, an excess will burn the mouth. Without any formal knowledge of chemistry, the indigenous are extracting the alkaloids from the leaves by making them alkaline. They know that the lime is the mechanism by which absorption of the alkaloids could be controlled. Thus, if while chewing the leaves a little too much alkaloid is released, one has only to ease up on the lime and let the saliva wash out some of the excess lime into the stomach. The lower concentration of lime would result in a slower absorption of alkaloids. Interestingly, cocaine alkaloid content is not the prime factor in choice of leaves. The Indians consistently chose leaves with a lower cocaine content but a high concentration of sweet, aromatic compounds which give the wad of coca better flavour.

For sale: coca leaf and cacao seeds. Cacao seeds are dried and sometimes sweetened by honey. They are a good source of energy! So is the coca.

A cacao plant - the first stage of chocolate!

The dwelling of the indigenous people of the Arhuaco tribe in the Santa Marta Mountains

A Kogi village. These villages are used mostly for meetings and gatherings. The individual Kogi families are scattered throughout the mountains cultivating land.

A young Kogi - you can tell the boy from a girl because boys carry bags over their shoulders.

The Buritaca River before the crazy rain higher up the range. The river level rises and drops dramatically and sudenly. The rains can be falling at higher elevations and the river downstream will rise very fast and become dangerous to cross. This is amplified by the steep incline of the Santa Marta range. This reminds me of the flash flooding in the canyons of the American South-West.

Kogis seem to be constantly on the move from one settlement to another. We passed many families along the way. They seem to share their settlements.

Young Kogis. Without the bag identifying the child as a boy it would be impossible to tell the gender.

Kogi men on the move. They navigate these trails very efficiently.

It always rained in the afternoons. We could tell the approaching rains by the clouds rolling up from the ocean.

The crazy high Buritaca River and the torrential rain.

Even crossing smaller streams was a challenge. It was easy to loose footing on slippery rocks hidden under the torrent. You could not see the bottom as the water was silty.

We had to cross the Buritaca River to get to the 1200 steps leading to the Lost City. Without the rope it would be impossible. For a short distance the water was 1.5m deep and fast flowing. Although much lower than the day before, it was still high enough to be swept by its force.

The 1200 steps to the Lost City. In the heat and humidity, physical effort feels so much harder.

After the exciting crossing we only had to climb 1200 slippery steps in order to get the ridge where the Lost City is located.

At first sight, the Lost City is not a very impressive site in terms of architecture (it does not have the Wow! Factor of Machu Picchu). It consists of a series of terraces similar to Kuelap in Peru. However, it is its spectacular location and the magnificent surroundings that make it special. Also the mystery of the little known Tayrona civilization who built it adds to its mystique. After making the trek, crossing the rivers and meeting the local inhabitants of these mountains, the Lost City feels very special.

The lower section of the Lost City. It once housed between 2000-3000 people. Up to 2005 the trek was off limits due to paramilitary activities.

It is actually quite amazing that 2000-3000 people lived here at some point. It is quite remote and hard to access. The amount of work that was involved in building it was quite astonishing.

There is a small Kogi settlement in the Lost City. They are the custodians of the site which is considered sacred. One of the elders or a Mamo, lives there and it was very interesting to meet him.

The Kogi people believe that everything buried in La Ciudad Perdida contributes to the peace, harmony, and balance of the world. After teaching one of their members Spanish, they presented this case to the Colombian government and successfully reclaimed the rights to their ancestral land.

The small Kogi settlement in the Lost City. The site is a sacred place to the Kogi. The Santa Marta Mountains is the centre of the universe to all the indigenous tribes inhabiting these ranges.

The main part of the Lost City. This was the living or ceremonial place of the high priests or leaders. In the Kogi tradition, the most important person in the community lives at the highest elevation relative to the others.

Teyuna-Ciudad Perdida was laid out over the hilltop in such a fashion that its administrative and political center covers a narrow ridgeline, with residential wards located towards the slopes. The ridgeline and slopes were leveled out using a combination of rammed earth and masonry terraces, and round buildings with stone foundations were set upon them. A 10,000 square foot terrace, for example, has multiple round or oval buildings and is connected to adjacent terraces via paved walkways or staircases.

Wikipedia: “Ciudad Perdida was discovered in 1972, when a group of local treasure looters, Los Sepúlvedas, found a series of stone steps rising up the mountainside and followed them to an abandoned city which they named "Green Hell" or "Wide Set". Los Sepúlveda was a small family of looters in Colombia; their story leads to the beginning of one of the greatest archaeological discoveries in modern times. The family went hunting in the forests of Colombia when they shot down a wild turkey. Upon retrieving the turkey, they noticed it had fallen on a piece of an exposed staircase. This staircase would lead them to find La Ciudad Perdida. For years after its discovery by the looters, “Treasures from the site, including gold figures and ceramics, soon began to appear on the black market”. After fights broke out among the looters due to the murder of one of the Sepúlveda sons at the site of Ciudad Perdida, and gold figurines and ceramic urns from this city began to appear in the local black market, archaeologists headed by the director of the Instituto Colombiano de Antropología reached the site in 1976 and completed reconstruction between 1976 and 1982. Although La Ciudad Perdida is one of the most impressive sites, it's not alone, only about 30-40% of the sites in the Sierra Nevada region have actually been explored.”

The archeological camp is on the lower left.

The spectacular surroundings of the Lost City

This was some form of a throne. I had to try it out!

This is called the map stone. It is thought to be some sort of a map of the surrounding settlements. There are many unexcavated settlements in the surrounding mountains.

The beautiful surroundings of the Lost City

Derek Boniecki

June 14, 2021

Mexico Pico de Orizaba 5,630m

Derek Boniecki

June 14, 2021

The Sierra Nevada of Mexico. Pico de Orizaba is the highest summit in the range and the 3rd highest in North America (after Denali and Logan). It is also one of the most prominent volcanoes. It is isolated from other high mountains in the range (like Popo and Izta). In order to climb Pico de Orizaba one needs to acclimatize and it is best done by climbing smaller mountains in the area.

Puebla is a wonderful basecamp for the volcanoes surrounding it. The city is very walkable. It offers many interesting points of interest. Some are very spectacular such as the main cathedral - the second largest in Mexico.

The wonderful Puebla with its colourful streets from the roof of the AMPARO museum. Check out their online exhibits at MUSEO AMPARO. The Museum has the second largest collection of the pre-hispanic art in Mexico (second to the Anthropology Museum in Mexico City).

The amazing Capilla del Rosario in Puebla. It is one of the most beautiful churches that I have ever been to.

Puebla has so many churches that it is said that there is a church for each day of the week.

A beautiful church and the Vulcan Popocatopetl

It is very common to see such beautiful decorations in most churches throughout Puebla region. Some of them are truly exquisite!

Traditional dancers in the streets of Puebla

The drive from the city of Puebla to Pico de Orizaba is 2.5 hours through a large valley on an old lake bed.

Driving through a dried up lake. The scenery is very different from Pico de Orizaba National Park.

Pico de Orizaba is on the left (in the cloud) and Sierra Negra, its close neighbour, is on the right. You can see the massive astronomical antenna on top of Sierra Negra. Pico is a very different mountain in character than Izta. It is a conical volcano with a straight ascent. Izta is a complex mountain with multiple summits. Pico is only 60 miles from the Gulf of Mexico and is affected by its weather.

The beautiful forest on the way to Hidalgo

Our basecamp in the village of Hidalgo. We stayed in this hostel where the owner made us a delicious supper. We were the only guests.

In Hidalgo. Apparently it is the highest community in North America at 3,400m.

From Hidalgo it takes one hour to drive to the starting point. We started our preparations at 10.30pm and left Hidalgo at 11pm. We arrived at the trailhead at midnight and started climbing right away. By the time the sun started to appear, we were very high up on the mountain. We were on the crater rim for sunrise.

The last 400m of the climb involves an ascend of the Jamapa Glacier. We had excellent snow conditions on the glacier with all the crevices covered. There was no exposed ice, the ascend was very pleasant and the descend fast.

The grade of the Jamapa Glacier slope. The sun is rising and the fantastic views are starting to appear.

The sunrise at the rim of the crater. Pico has a perfectly round and jugged crater.

The sunrise at the crater rim of Pico. The summit is the highest point on the rim on the right.

A beautiful sunrise on the crater of Pico

Looking down our ascent route. You can see the basecamp hut far below.

The large shadow of Pico projected onto the valley below.

Sierra Negra looks small and is now far below. The large antenna is visible. The summit of Sierra Negra is 1 km below the summit of Pico.

The summit elevation is 5,636m or 18,491ft. Add 150m to my watch. We were on the summit in 6.45 hrs.

The panorama from the summit of Pico. The forecast called for rain and clouds at the summit. Instead we got this! Again, we were very lucky with the weather. During the night we were surrounded by bright flashes of electrical discharges in the surrounding clouds. Thankfully we did not have any issues with thunderstorms.

Absolutely fantastic views that exceeded my expectations. We were on top Mexico!

The path of our descend down the glacier.

Happy to be off the glacier and from here on it is all down to the hut on a trail.

The views we missed during the night. On one hand I do not like to climb at night as there is nothing to see. On the other hand, the climb goes fast and it is less mentally taxing as one can’t see the objective dangers (crevasses or seracs).

The views were fantastic all the way down to the start of the route. What a beautiful day!

Looking back at the glacier and the summit of Pico from around 5000m.

The alpine hut that serves as the formal basecamp is below us.

Surprisingly, around 60 people died on Pico over the years. The success rate is 50%. It is all about the conditions. I found this mountain to be easier than Itza for me. It was faster to climb and shorter in distance. We had excellent conditions on the glacier. I think that an assistance of a guide is essential as the night climbing is in complete darkness and there are no route markers. It would be tiring and time consuming to find the way in the dark in the lower part of the mountain called the labyrinth. Overall it was a very, very pleasant outing. We were the only two persons on the entire mountain.

Looking back at Pico from our drive back to Hidalgo.

The beautiful Pico de Orizaba National Park

Photo courtesy of Juan Plaza. (www.aopa.org/news-and-media/all-news/2021/may/17/mapping-the-tallest-volcano-in-north-america).The line of our ascent is on the right. — Photo courtesy of Juan Plaza. (www.aopa.org/news-and-media/all-news/2021/may/17/mapping-the-tallest-volcano-in-north-america).
The line of our ascent is on the right.

Derek Boniecki

June 14, 2021

Mexico - Sierra Negra 4,650m and Izaccihuatl 5,350m

Derek Boniecki

June 14, 2021

The Trans-Mexican Volcanic Belt or Sierra Nevada stretches 1000km across Mexico with the highest peak being Pico de Orizaba. In order to acclimatize and prepare for the altitude of Pico de Orizaba, I climbed two lower (although not easer) mountains: Sierra Negra and the companion of Popocatopetl, Iztaccihuatl. In addition to hiking and climbing, the region offers superb cultural and culinary attractions. The city of Puebla, a de facto base camp, is a UNESCO World Heritage site because of its historical center.

Izta and Popo from the airplane tower over smoggy Mexico City Valley

An atmospheric old church on the way to Sierra Negra

The small town of Atzitzintla at the base of the Sierra Negra Volcano

The dormant volcano of Sierra Negra. It is a short hike really but at a high elevation. We were checking the weather forecast often and adjusting our plans because early June is not an ideal period for climbing. The mornings are usually clear but the clouds roll in before noon and massive thunderstorms rage all around in the evenings and nights.

Beautiful flowers in the Pico de Orizaba National Park. We had the place to ourselves.

This was our camping site at the foot of Sierra Negra. Nice place for a camp fire.

From our camp site, we could see the south face of Pico de Orizaba. The south face is usually scree and free of snow. Being the beginning of the rainy season though, the snow starts to accumulate. The climbing route up the south face starts from the snow line in the center of the photo. It is shorter than the north side but steeper. It does not involve glacier travel though.

The closeup of the summit and the top part of the Pico de Orizaba’s south face

The sunrise mid way up Sierra Negra. It is a pleasant hike and it is excellent for acclimatization. The views from the summit are definitely worth the effort. The view of the entire south-east aspect of Pico de Orizaba is spectacular.

We are now high above the surrounding valleys.

From the summit of Sierra Negra the 3 volcanoes are visible: on the left is Popocatépetl, in the middle Izta and on the right is Malinche (very close to Puebla City).

The shadow of the mountain is projected onto the surrounding plane.

The summit altitude (add another 90m (my device is faulty :-)). The summit is 4580m or 15,030ft.

There is a massive astronomical observatory on the summit of Sierra Negra. It is run by the Government of Mexico and the University of Maryland in the USA.

You can get a sense of the size of the antenna vis-à-vis the cars. Although there is a road to the summit to service the observatory, the hiking route comes from the opposite side.

Panoramas from the summit. Pico de Orizaba is 1km higher than Sierra Negra.

A closeup of the hills surrounding Pico de Orizaba

Our next objective was the volcano Iztaccihuatl. This is the base camp and the trail head called La Joya close to the Paso de Cortes. The route we followed is called La Arista del Sol (The Ridge of the Sun). We had an intense rain in the evening and the weather forecast called for a small window of clear weather in the early morning hours (at sunrise). We started at 1am and climbed all night to end up on the Knee at sunrise. We started out in the drizzle which morphed into blowing snow at 4500m. We took an hour break in the hut at 4800m to warm up although there was not much heat there but at least we were sheltered from the wind. We run into two other guys who decided not to proceed due to the amount snow accumulating on the higher slopes. While climbing in the dark, we were surrounded by intense lightning all around and then below us.

The Volcano of Iztaccihuatl. We traversed all the summits from right to left in order to get to the highest point. In Aztec mythology, the volcanoes were once humans who were deeply in love. This legend features two star-crossed lovers, the young brave warrior Popocatepetl and the beautiful princess Iztaccihuatl. The father of Iztaccihuatl, a mighty ruler, placed a demanding condition upon Popocatepetl before he could take Iztaccihuatl as his bride. His mandate required that Popocatepetl first engage in battle against the tribe's enemy and return victorious. Variations of the legend include the added stipulation that Popocatepetl needed to return with the vanquished enemy's head as proof of his success. The story continues with Popocatepetl setting off for battle with Iztaccihuatl waiting for her beloved's return. Treacherously, a rival of Popocatepetl's sends a false message back to the ruler that the warrior has been slain when in fact, Popocatepetl has won the battle and is ready to return to his Iztaccihuatl. However, the princess upon hearing the false news, falls ill and succumbs to her deep sorrow, dying of a broken heart. When Popocatepetl returns triumphant to his people only to encounter his beloved's death, his heartbreak is inconsolable. He carries Iztaccihuatl's body to the mountains whereupon he has a funeral pyre built for both himself and his princess. Grief-stricken beyond measure, Popocatepetl dies next to his beloved. The Gods, touched by the lover's plight, turn the humans into mountains, so that they may finally be together. They remain so to this day with Popocatepetl residing over his princess Iztaccihuatl, while she lay asleep. On occasion, Popo will spew ash, reminding those watching that he is always in attendance, that he will never leave the side of his beloved Izta. — The Volcano of Iztaccihuatl. We traversed all the summits from right to left in order to get to the highest point.
In Aztec mythology, the volcanoes were once humans who were deeply in love. This legend features two star-crossed lovers, the young brave warrior Popocatepetl and the beautiful princess Iztaccihuatl. The father of Iztaccihuatl, a mighty ruler, placed a demanding condition upon Popocatepetl before he could take Iztaccihuatl as his bride. His mandate required that Popocatepetl first engage in battle against the tribe's enemy and return victorious. Variations of the legend include the added stipulation that Popocatepetl needed to return with the vanquished enemy's head as proof of his success.
The story continues with Popocatepetl setting off for battle with Iztaccihuatl waiting for her beloved's return. Treacherously, a rival of Popocatepetl's sends a false message back to the ruler that the warrior has been slain when in fact, Popocatepetl has won the battle and is ready to return to his Iztaccihuatl. However, the princess upon hearing the false news, falls ill and succumbs to her deep sorrow, dying of a broken heart. When Popocatepetl returns triumphant to his people only to encounter his beloved's death, his heartbreak is inconsolable.
He carries Iztaccihuatl's body to the mountains whereupon he has a funeral pyre built for both himself and his princess. Grief-stricken beyond measure, Popocatepetl dies next to his beloved. The Gods, touched by the lover's plight, turn the humans into mountains, so that they may finally be together. They remain so to this day with Popocatepetl residing over his princess Iztaccihuatl, while she lay asleep. On occasion, Popo will spew ash, reminding those watching that he is always in attendance, that he will never leave the side of his beloved Izta.

As we climbed higher, the lights of Mexico City spread below us. We had some heavy clouds and it did not look like we would get much of a view from the summit.

Approaching the knee at dawn. By now the cold of the night pushed the cloud cover down.

We finally reached the “Knee”, the first false summit of Izta, and the Popocatopetl Volcano appeared in all the glory. It is an active volcano and off limits for climbing or hiking.

From the Knee, there are three more false summits to traverse before the true summit is reached. I underestimated the length of the summit ridge. It is all above 5000m and involves down climbing and reclaiming the false summits. The ridge is long and tiring.

A spectacular sunrise from the Knee summit. It makes you forget the tiredness and the lack of O2.

The beginning of the long traverse of the ridge to the summit

The true summit is not even visible from this point. We have to get behind the highest bulky summit on the left.

The clouds started to part and we could see the crater of the Popocatopetl Volcano.

We have to traverse this basin that contains a glacier under the new snow. Then we have to re-climb the ridge on the horizon and traverse again to the main summit still not visible.

Looking back on the down climb and el Popo in the distance.

We were lucky to see the Popo in action. The volcano is very active and it had a large eruption in 2020.

Pico de Orizaba can be seen on the horizon

Looking back to our route. Our descent route is down from the saddle between the two false summits in the middle of the photo.

Finally we are close to the summit. I dropped my pack for the final stretch.

The false summits are now below us. Nearing the true summit.

Finally the true summit of the mountain! I was happy to be there and we were rewarded with a spectacular view for about 30min. Then the clouds rolled in and obscured the view completely. We descended in a fog. The twin of the main summit can be seen on the left. It has the same elevation.

Our entire route from the summit. The “Knee” is now the lowest pointy rock far below. We traversed the entire ridge and it was long! I guess once you know how long it is you can mentally prepare. No knowing, it seemed as the ridge would never end!

The summit of Izta. We were very lucky with the weather window and the views.

The summit elevation, but add another 180m (my watch is not calibrated). The true summit is at 5,286m or 17,343ft. It took us 8hr to get here (with an 1 hr break at the hut).

The twin summit and another traverse. We were the only two persons on the entire mountain!

The start of our descend into the cloud.

We dropped into the clouds. Mesh, my guide, knows the mountain well and decided to return via a shorter but steeper route.

Looking back at the slope of our descend. The walking was over the field of loose rocks covered in fresh snow and ice. No trail. One had to be careful with each step.

Looking back at the descend slope. There is a glacier up there in the mist.

This is the entire ridge of Izta from the valley below. You can see how long it is. We started on the left and the summit is on the right.

Popocatopetl towering above the villages and the valley.

Derek Boniecki

February 13, 2021

Chitwan National Park Nepal

Derek Boniecki

February 13, 2021

Chitwan National Park is the first national park in Nepal. It was established in 1973 and granted the status of a World Heritage Site in 1984. It covers an area of 952.63 km2 (367.81 sq mi) and is located in the subtropical Inner Terai lowlands of s… — Chitwan National Park is the first national park in Nepal. It was established in 1973 and granted the status of a World Heritage Site in 1984. It covers an area of 952.63 km2 (367.81 sq mi) and is located in the subtropical Inner Terai lowlands of south-central Nepal in the districts of Nawalpur, Parsa, Chitwan and Makwanpur. In altitude it ranges from about 100 m (330 ft) in the river valleys to 815 m (2,674 ft) in the Churia Hills.

The Khorsor Elephant Breeding Centre is part of the Chitwan National Park. The government has set up this breeding centre with 20 elephants from India, Thailand and Myanmar in 1985 with the objective of breeding and rearing the elephants needed for patrolling in the forest and for research on conservation.

Since the establishment of the breeding centre, more than 50 elephants have been born and raised here. At present it has nine calves, eight of which are males.

Tourists visiting Sauraha also visit the Khorsor Elephant Breeding Center to watch the elephants and the frolicking cubs and also to feed them with bananas and other fruits they bring with them.

Derek Boniecki

November 30, 2020

Banff National Park - Skoki, Egypt Lake Area and various peaks

Derek Boniecki

November 30, 2020

Deception Pass - view to the Skoki Mountain

The view east of Ptarmigan Peak, Hidden Lake from Mt. Richardson

Lake Louise, Mt. Lefroy and Mt. Victoria from Mt. Richardson

Descending from Mt. Richardson with Lake Louise on the horizon (left)

The trail between Lake Louise ski area and Skoki

Egypt Lake and The Pharaoh Peak from the Sphinx

The View from the Pharaoh Peak. The smoky haze is from the terrible 2020 forrest fires in the USA.

The profile view of the steep Pharaoh Peak

Haiduk Lake and Mt. Ball from The Lesser Pharaoh Peak

The Panorama from the Lesser Pharaoh Peak

The start of the steep climb up Cory Mountain near Banff townsite

Cory Mountain with Mt. Assinibone on the horizon

An abandoned mining cabin on the way to Protection Mountain

An abandoned mine on Protection Mountain

The view towards Mount Temple from the slopes of Protection Mountain

The 5 km long ridge of Protection Mountain

Protection Mountain, you can see Mt. Assiniboine far in the distance.

Derek Boniecki

October 4, 2020

Siffleur Wilderness Trekking

Derek Boniecki

October 4, 2020

Siffleur Wilderness area has been on my radar for a long time. Finally, during the 2020 summer I managed to get int here to do some hiking and exploring. It is definitely a seldom visited part of the Rockies despite good trail access and short distance. It is a spectacular area reminding me of the Lake O’Hara a little. We decided to go up the Maramota Peak as it would take us all across the Siffleur Plateau. The views are amazing all the way and the hiking is challenging enough to keep things interesting. The view from Maramota Peak is also amazing as it is a mountain with the elevation of over 3,100m.

Looking back to Mount Chephren and Howse Peak from the Totem Creek Valley

South Totem Peak 3,050m, an easy scramble with a spectacular view

Our bivi at the Upper Totem Lake under the Totem Tower

Mount Murchison towers above the Upper Totem Lake

Totem Tower en route to the Maramota Peak

Looking back at the Totem Tower and Murchison

On the summit of Maramota Peak 3,150m. It was a 11km trek from our bivi site and a 21 km trek from the car.

Totem Tower and Mount Murchson from Maramota Peak

The view of Mt. Chephren and beyond from the Maramota Peak

The Murchison Towers and the Totem Tower from the Maramota Peak

Looking east from Totem Peak - the ridge of Maramota is on the left

Upper Totem Lake where we camped en route to Maramota Peak

Derek Boniecki

October 4, 2020

Kootenay National Park - The Rockwall Trek

Derek Boniecki

October 4, 2020

Kootney Valley and the Rockwall in the distance

Above Numa Pass on the way to Numa Mountain. Floe Lake is in the distance.

The view North from Numa Mountain summit

The Panorama of the Rockwall Trail from the summit of Numa Mountain

The view to Numa Creek and Tumbling Pass from Numa Mountain

The view East towards Banff NP and Ball Pass

Tumbling Peak and Tumbling Pass from Numa Mountain

The peaks in the Lake Louise area from Numa Mountain

Mount Temple, Mout Fay and Quadra from Numa Mountain

The view of Numa Mountain (left) and Numa Pass from Tumbling Peak. The pointy Mountain is Foster Peak.

The Wolverine Pass and Tumbling Creek campsite from Tumbling Peak

Tumbilng Mountain from the Wolverine Pass

Looking back at the Rockwall Trail from the Goodsirs Pass

Helmet Falls in the distance with the Helmet Mountain looming above from the Helmet Creek Trail

Mount Vermilion from the Helmet Falls trail near Paint Pots

Paint Pots and the Rockwall far in the distance

The View from the summit of Mt. Vermilion

Mt. Whymper and the Marble Canyon below from Mt. Vermilion

Mt. Ball and Hafner Creek trail from Mt. Vermilion

Ochre Spring Peak - actually it is a 1400m ascent!

Storm Mountain and Mt. Stanley from Mt. Vermilion

Mt. Whymper summit - looking north-west towards the Goodsirs

Storm Mountain, Mt. Ball and Stanley from Mt. Whymper

The Rockwall peeking from above the ridge. The Goodsir Towers are on the right.

The view towards Lake Louise mountains from the Ochre Spring Peak

Descending Ochre Spring Peak with Mt. Vermilion in front. Highway 93 winds below

The view of Mt. Storm (left) and Stanley (the highest peak in the centre) from Ochre Spring Peak

Windy on top of Ochre Spring Peak 2,849m - October 2, 2021. The Rockwall is on the horizon.

The Rockwall is on the horizon - from the Ochre Peak

The approach trail to Boom Mountain involves serious bushwhacking.

Storm Mountain from Boom Mountain summit

Derek Boniecki

October 1, 2020

Yoho National Park

Derek Boniecki

October 1, 2020

2020 is a CRAZY year. All my travel plans have been cancelled due to the pandemic. This gave me the opportunity to spend quality time in my own back yard and explore the places that were on my to-do list for a long time. In the prior years, the campsites booked early and were always full. This year, due to the travel restrictions, booking campsites was easy.

I visited Yoho valley many times before. However, I decided to explore some more remote corners (Watervalley) and scramble a few peaks. This is one of the most spectacular areas of the Canadian Rockies. What makes the Iceline Trail so special is its high location. The trail follows a line of glaciers descending from Mt. President. The trail is high above the Yoho Valley and provides spectacular views all around. It can be easily done as a day trip. To spend some quality time in the backcountry though, it is advisable to camp further up the Yoho Valley.

Yoho NP has 3 very distinct areas: the Yoho Valley (where the Iceline trail is located), Lake O’Hara area and Emerald Lake. There are some more remote parts that are seldom visited as access is difficult. Some of the most spectacular peaks of the Rockies are located here (for example the Goodsirs).

Mount Stephen. With close to 2000m elevation gain it is a BIG mountain.

The difficult part of ascending Mt. Stephen is in the last 250 m. The prominent peaks on the horizon are the Goodsirs.

The exposed summit ridge of Mt. Stephen.

Looking towards Mt. Victoria (left), Huber, and the peaks of the Lake O’Hara.

Looking towards the Rockwall and the Goodsirs.

Looking towards Wapta Icefield. The Presidents are in the centre. On the right is the road to Takawa Falls.

Looking towards Wapta Icefield from the summit of Mt. Stephen.

Trans Canada Highway from Mount Stephen.

The town of Field and the Trans Canada Highway from the summit of Mt. Stephen

The narrow and exposed summit ridge of Mt. Stephen. The town of Field can be seen on the right 2 km below.

The overview of the entire Iceline Trail from the Whaleback Mountain. The trail follows the glaciers descending from Mt. President.

Mount Balfour as seen from the Iceline Trail — Mount Trolltinder as seen from the Iceline Trail. Mount Balfour towers over it and makes it look smaller and less impressive.

Looking towards Mount Victoria in Lake Louise

The trail runs above the main Yoho Valley

The closeup of Mount Victoria north peak

Mount Rhonda on the Wapta Icefiled and the Yoho Glacier

Mount President and Vice-President from the Whaleback

The Presidents from the trail to Isolated Peak

The view from the slopes of Isolated Peak

The Presidents from the trail to Kiwetinok Pass

The view of the Presidents from the Pass

Looking down the Little Yoho Valley from the Pass

Mont Des Poilus and Des Poilus Glacier from the slopes of Yoho Peak

The summit of Whaleback and The Presidents from Yoho Peak

Yoho Glacier and Wapta Icefield from Yoho Mt

Natural Bridge - a rock formation that forms a natural bridge over the Kicking Horse River River

Sherbrook Lake and the Yoho from the Narao Peak

The ridge of the Narao Mountain with the Trans-Canada Highway below

Paget Peak, Narao Peak and Victoria North

Derek Boniecki

March 14, 2020

Joshua Tree National Park

Derek Boniecki

March 14, 2020

Joshua Tree National Park is a vast protected area in southern California. It's characterized by rugged rock formations and stark desert landscapes. Named for the region’s twisted, bristled Joshua trees, the park straddles the cactus-dotted Colorado… — Joshua Tree National Park is a vast protected area in southern California. It's characterized by rugged rock formations and stark desert landscapes. Named for the region’s twisted, bristled Joshua trees, the park straddles the cactus-dotted Colorado Desert and the Mojave Desert, which is higher and cooler.

Derek Boniecki

January 17, 2020

The Grand Mustang Circuit - Trip Report

Derek Boniecki

January 17, 2020

October 17, 2019 Kathmandu

I arrived in Kathmandu after a 4-hour flight from Doha. I was mentally prepared for a long wait to get the visa on arrival in Kathmandu, but the process was surprisingly smooth and quick. The baggage area was as chaotic as ever with mountains of luggage all over the arrival room. The airport is too small and cannot handle the increasing amount of flights. I almost lost my bag in the chaos as there were many North Face duffels and mine looked the same as a few others. The scary thing is that no one checks if you got the right bag and the mistake would only be realized after arriving at the hotel. Rajendra was waiting for me outside with a Kata and a garland of marigolds. We took a private car to the Nirvana Garden Hotel – my home away from home. After buying a few last-minute things I crashed in the room for a couple of hours. The plan is to leave tomorrow at 7 am for a drive to Chame on the Annapurna Circuit, apparently, an all-day affair.

Monks in Bhaktapur in the Kathmandu Valley

October 18, 2019 Chame 2720m

We left Kathmandu at 7 am and arrived in Basiskar at 1pm. The paved road ends in Basiskar and the crude 4x4 track to Chame begins. It was very hot in the car (over 30C) as the driver does not believe in air conditioning or even a ventilator. In Besishar we met up with the missing members of the team who arrived here the night before on a local bus with the supplies for the trek. The crew seemed nice and it would transpire later that they were all related. The cook (Niram, a brother of my guide Samip) hired a jeep to take us to Chame. There is a little cottage industry here with the Mahindra jeeps making the run between Basiskar (where the paved road ends) and Manang (Chame is on the way). Our driver was a very nice local fellow. He was competent and a skilled driver and bravely negotiated hairpin turns and steep cliffs.

The road is in a terrible state with barely passable sections but very spectacular with phenomenal views of the valley of Bhote Khola. The road follows the old Annapurna circuit trail that is still walked by some hardy souls. It takes 3 to 4 days of walking to get to Chame. I walked part of it in 2011 from the Manaslu trail intersection to Chame, a two-day affair. The Bhote Khola gorge craves its way between the Annapurna and Manaslu Himals. Some sections are literally chiseled into sheer cliff faces. It is extremely spectacular with many waterfalls on both sides of the Bhota River. The spectacular views made up for the bone separating shaking that we had to endure for 5 hours.

On the way we passed Dharapani where the Manaslu trail links with the Annapurna Circuit. I remember coming from that valley with Kumar, Kamsing and Suri. It was my first solo trip and I am here solo again, almost a decade later. We passed the hotel that we stayed in 2011 where Kamsing killed all the spiders for me.

It got dark along the way and we were still a long way from Chame. We finally arrived at the Eagle Nest Hotel after 7.30pm tired and shaken. The hotel seemed deserted and had only another 3 guests from Europe (Holland?). We chatted a little over dinner. I can’t help but be aware of how old I am compared to most trekkers who are half my age! It was too late to set up camp and organize the food. Tomorrow our plan is to walk to Upper Pisang.

October 19, 2019 Upper Pisang 15km, 3300m 680 elevation gain

I woke up early (due to jet lag) at 4.30 am. Most of the tea houses in Chame were almost empty and there were more Nepali trekkers than foreigners. It is quite a contrast to 2011 when it was so crowded that we had to wait in line to climb a hill along the trail. We left at 8.30 am after nice breakfast served in the dining room of the Eagle Nest tea house. The crew organized the loads and supplies for the next few days, at least until we reach Kagbeni. We had a group photo taken and we were off. At first, we walked on the road but it did not matter much as we were in a deep gorge of the Mahiati River. Somewhere near Chame was the end of the Nar-Phu trail that we may exit the trek in 30 days or so.

We had some beautiful views to of the Lamjung Himal along the way. I missed those views in 2011 due to bad weather. We came across a large apple farm that sold us some good apples, cinnamon rolls and apple juice. It is a local business initiative providing work for the villagers and taking advantage of the newly constructed road. It seemed to be well organized and professionally run. We walked along the road blasted of a vertical rock face (I remember walking here as the road was being built). We were mainly alone and did not run into many other trekkers. We had a nice tea break in an empty tea house with the Annapurna 2 ridges towering above us. After crossing the river and a final short uphill push we arrived in Upper Pisang at 11.30am. The entire section of the trail seemed deserted (which I guess was nice for us as I was psyched for crowds).

After arriving in Upper Pisang, I started to feel the elevation. We walked with a good pace and maybe it was too much for the first day? The view from Upper Pisang towards Annapurna 2 is quite spectacular. We were camping in a large field next to a local school. Not a very scenic spot but the view made up for it. I started to enjoy doing nothing, just resting and being in the moment. It is so nice to be outside, hiking and surrounded by magnificence away from the noise of everyday grind.

In the evening at 6 I went to the local gompa for puja ceremony. Some young Americans took it all in assuming lotus poses and becoming one with Panchenmama. They did not last through the ceremony though and left halfway through. The ceremony with chanting and gongs was very atmospheric given the surroundings and location. The gompa was newly built entirely with local labor and donations from the villagers. After the prayers we had a good dinner and off to bed at 6.30pm. I was so tired mainly due to the jet lag.

October 20, 2019 Barga 3465m 19.5 km, 681m elevation gain

During the night I had some mild altitude symptoms: a headache, a dry mouth and oddly my tongue hurt (it was a really weird sensation). I got up at dawn to grey sky. Low clouds surrounded us and mist was covering the peaks. The last time I was here it was also overcast although it cleared up later in the day revealing beautiful views of the valley. Today, at least we can see the 7000m peaks in front of us. We knew from the forecast and empirical evidence that there was no hope for good weather today. It all looked gloomy and soaked in. On the way to Barga we walked through 3 old villages. In one of them, an old lady asked me for money, so I asked her for a photo – a fair exchange I thought. She posed for me without hesitation or resentment.

Soon after leaving Upper Pisang we had to climb up a steep hill for 300m+ to 3700m. I am slowly adjusting to the altitude. From the hill, we had great views of the hanging bridge and the misty Annapurna 2. We walked along the beautiful valley with no views and yet the spectacular mountains were all there behind the curtain of grey clouds. I remember the views from this section from 2011. I am glad that we will be returning here at the end of our trek via Kangla Pass. As we approached Barga it started to rain. We found a tea house, which seemed better than camping in the rain. I do not like camping next to lodges or tea houses. Given a choice I will always take a bed over a tent. The going rate for a room was $5/day.

After arriving at the tea house, I rested a bit and after lunch, I went to explore the monastery of Barga. It is an ancient structure built into a spectacular eroded sandstone hillside. I did not have enough time to see it properly during my last visit in 2011 so I made a point of staying here for the night so we would have enough time to see it. When I arrived at the main hall of the monastery, I run into a tour in progress being led by a local fellow who now lives in Kathmandu. He provided us with explanations of the history of the structure and the artifacts inside the main hall. Surprisingly, there are 3 halls in the complex. We went to see the other two and had to climb ladders to a flat roof from where there was a good view of the village below. The key to the second hall did not work so off we went to see the third chamber. The third chamber had a large statue of the Buddha inside and the familiar murals in the foyer. We walked down with the group discussing some aspects of the Buddhist religion.

After parting ways with the group, I made my way across the filed to take photos of the village nesting against the sandstone pillars with a herd of yaks grazing in the field below it. Tomorrow we leave the familiar trail and turn to ascend the Thorong La. Last time we turned left towards the Tilicho Lake. This time we go right to the Thorong La. I am looking forward to seeing the new ground!

October 21, 2019 Yak Kharka 4050m 17.3km 675m 4 hours

I woke up at 3.30am but considering that I went to bed at 7.30pm last night it is acceptable. I read, tossed in my sleeping bag and then at 6am went for a walk to see the sunrise. I foolishly committed to be back at 7.30am for breakfast so I could not linger and enjoy the sunrise. The weather has cleared up and the view of the Annapurna 3 and Gangapurna was magnificent. It was cool to see the mountains again from the north after having visited the south Annapurna BC and taken the helicopter ride. I was getting a good sense for the geography of the range. Although incredibly high, the main spine of the Himalaya is surprisingly narrow and small, unlike the Karakorum, that seem to stretch forever.

After breakfast I packed my bag and before leaving for Yak Kharka, Samip and I went for a walk to the hills above the Barge village. I wanted to take photos of the village with Gagapurna and Annapurna 3 as backdrop. We spent a good hour hiking up and then across the hill next to the village. We then descended on the trail that led to a lake higher up passing some trekkers on the way. The weather was clear, and the views were magnificent. We went on to Manang were had an overpriced pastry and coffee. We made another short detour to the Gangapurna Lake, which was rather disappointing. From the shore we could not see the ice fall as it was hidden behind an old moraine. We took some photos and promptly left for the higher ground.

From Manang the trail splits. We followed the right-hand fork towards the Yak Kharka and Thorong La beyond. The views of the Annapurna Range from the trail to Yak Kharka got more and more spectacular the higher we climbed. The Mesocanto trail did not have such a great view. This trail climbs right in front of the Annapurna Range giving the unobstructed view from the Annapurna 3 to the Great Barrier. We stopped 3 times for tea. I felt tired from the altitude. We walked almost 50km in three days and climbed 1400m in elevation.

I find it amazing that almost every tea shop has access to Wi-Fi and Internet. We walked a long way from Manang and the terrain is very different from what I imagined/expected. At around 2pm we arrived at Yak Kharka and camped in a courtyard of a tea house. It all felt deserted and empty of tourists. It is a nice place to spend my 49th birthday. I received a card from Dreena and Johnny and the usual package of goodies. It always warms my heart. It seems to be a tradition as I have spent many of my birthdays in Nepal.

In the tea house everyone is on his or her phones: the server, the kid of the owner, the guests. The kid plays video games, the young server watches TV shows. It is like a sickness that has infested even the most remote parts of the globe. No one talks as they used to, the phone is their only companion.

Thorong La BC (Thorong Phedi) 4850m 12km 650m 4 hrs

Last night I slept in my tent for the first time. It was not too bad. We got up early before the sun hit the valley floor. The rising sun illuminated the peak of Gangapurna in various hues of orange and yellow. The morning temperature was minus 5C so thankfully I could eat my breakfast inside the tea house. My new sleeping bag (rated to -29C) works great!

The trail to Thorong La Phedi is very beautiful with Annapurna 3 and Gangapurna dominating the view. The trail climbs gently up the valley, across some hanging bridges to the altitude of 4500m. At 4500 there is a cluster of tea houses. We stopped there for a cup of tea and a good conversation with a fellow trekker from Germany. Most trekkers on this trail are in Nepal for the first time.

From Thorong La Phedi the trail climbs steeply for 350m to the BC. At 4850 there is one large tea house that serves as a launching pad for the pass that is at 5436m. The location of the BC is very spectacular, like an eagle’s nest in the middle of great mountains with a commanding view of the Annapurna Range and Domodar Himal. I climbed a small hill behind the tea house that offered good vantage point for photos. It was interesting to think that our trek would take us directly behind the mountains that I was looking at. The Teri La was a short distance away behind the 6000+ high peaks. So close yet so inaccessible from where I was standing.

From the hill I had a 360 panorama of great mountains. The weather was clear, and one could see for miles. It was very different from the Mesocanto Lake trail that I did in 2011. So far, I have no more altitude related issues and can only feel the effects of the elevation gain when walking uphill. My strategy is to go slow and take breaks and let my body adjust slowly. Tomorrow we go over the pass and it will be my first time above 5000m on this trip. The altitude of 5000m is always a good measure of acclimatization for me.

October 23, 2019 Thorong La 5436m Muktinagh 3500m and Khagbeni 2920m, 21km, 580m up and 1500m down!

The guys insisted to get up early for the pass crossing apparently to avoid the winds (despite the fact that Narim hiked to the pass in the evening before and encountered no wind). I went to bed at 7pm and slept really well until 11.30pm when I woke up with a dull headache (altitude related). We came to 4800m rather fast, so it was normal. I am always apprehensive of these headaches before going up as I do not know if they will pass or get worst. I did not have any other altitude symptoms, only the headache. I drank a lot of water, peed 3 times in the night and kept more severe problems at bay until 4am. During the cold night the inside of the tent got covered with frost from condensation.

We got up at 4am to a cold and clear morning. I packed up my bag quickly and moved to the kitchen tent for some hot beverage. I had something to eat and a coffee and we left at 5am. We were behind some groups that left before us. I felt that I was taking this pass rather lightly despite the elevation of 5400m and its deadly legacy of killing over 50 people few years back. At the same time the trail was like a highway and it had a feeling of one of the passes for the masses (it is after all one of the most popular passes in Nepal). I was wearing my running shoes and did not even bother with boots. The temperature was “comfortable” -10C so my feet got cold despite walking. It got colder the higher we went.

We passed most people and I was going really slow and was not yet fully acclimatized. As we ascended, the sun rose in the east illuminating the surrounding snowy mountains with a pink and then orange glow. Once the sun emerged from behind the ridges the temperature rose quickly and it got warmer. The views to now distant Annapurna 2 were very impressive and my zoom lens came in handy. After two hours of slow ascend we arrived at the pass ahead of the pack. The pass is marked with a large cairn made from rocks and draped with numerous prayer flags. It also has a congratulatory sign with the elevation of the pass. And to my surprise, and the first on any mountain passes I crossed – a tea house! We had some tea of course.

After about an hour on the pass in the warm sun on this windless day, we started the descent to Muktinagth. It was an endless down for 1,5km. There was no break from going down and it was all at a relentlessly steep grade. I think that wearing boots may have helped a little. We stopped for a quick packed lunch and then much lower down for a tea. We arrived at a nice viewpoint above Muktinagth at 11am. The view of Muktaingh with Dhaulagiri towering over the landscape was very memorable and of postcard quality.

Muktinagth is a holy town located at an altitude of 3800m attracting Hindus and Buddhists alike for its holy waters. I was curious to see it as I heard and read a lot about it. It is a destination for pilgrims from India and Nepal with many sadhus among them. I was looking forward to meeting some of the sadhus and taking some good photos. First, we came across a large Buddhist temple. It was new and not very interesting. It was, however, surrounded by an insane amount of prayer flags strung on the hill above the temple.

A short walk down from the Buddhist temple brought us to the famed Hindu temple of 108 holy taps. There were a lot of people milling about. Some were stripped down tot heir briefs ready to immerse themselves into the pool of holy and cold water. Others were lined up to enter the small temple and part with some cash along the way. Everyone seemed very devout and “in the moment”. The pilgrims were making offerings, getting tika from some holy man, becoming holy man, putting tika on statues etc. The ticket table was full of action, the coffer was overflowing with cash and there was no shortage of pilgrims.

From the temple we went on to another small Buddhist temple with a holy fire (that comes from a gas seepage in the ground) but it is considered holy (they should visit Yellowstone or Kamchatka for some serious holy action!). What was really silly was a group of Russians prostrating before the fire and looking quite serious. Why do white people fall for this stuff and forget their own roots and spirituality that has very deep and rich tradition? Crassly, right above the “holy” flame was a large Donation Box overflowing with cash. How can one take this seriously?

Today I was very tired, and my shins and hips hurt from walking over 20km with the killer 1500m descent. I hope that I can do this whole trip (seems like a lot) and I also hope that Mustang will be less intense. So far, we covered 85km.

After visiting the temples, we made our way across the dumpy and chaotic town. At the exit point from the temples there were some sadhus.

When we got to the jeep park on the other side of the town, the jeep was all packed and ready to go. We picked up an extra passenger, a guide for a Ukrainian dude that I shared the Mustang permit with (what happened to the group of Germans that I was supposed to enter Mustang with???). The guide brought my passport (I had to leave it in Kathmandu to get the permit for Mustang), so I was happy to see him. We crammed into a small jeep and took a fast 10km ride down to Khagbeni. By the time we got to Khagbeni the afternoon, the wind so common in this valley was already in full swing stirring up large clouds of dust in the dry riverbed of Kali Gandaki River. This river carves the deepest canyon in the world between the Annapurna and the Dhaulagiri mountains. The hills on the horizon were dry and colorful – it was Mustang to where we were heading. It was exciting and had a feel of adventure!

I was staying in the Paradise Lodge while my crew was across the alley in another small hotel. I bought a bucket of hot water to take an improvised shower and do some basic laundry. The wind was now blowing into the dirty windows of the lodge. The town was very tightly built with narrow passages between the homes – a protection from the fierce winds. As such, there was not too much in the town aside from the large gompa. The location of the gompa on a promontory above the Kali Gandaki River is very spectacular. A young monk was my guide and explained the wheel of life painting in the gompa. I could not find a place serving apple pies or any restaurants for that matter. The town seemed empty and deserted. The silence was broken by the gusts of wicked wind and the occasional herd of goats being moved from one pasture to another through the narrow streets of the village. Tomorrow we enter Mustang proper!

October 24, 2019 Chele Mustang 3155m 22.1km 450m

I developed a little bit of cold during the crossing of the Thorong La. The hotel we stayed in in Khagbeni had spotted electricity that would come in the middle of the night. I could charge my batteries then. I got up at 5.30am, packed and we set off for our first day of walking in Mustang.

As we were leaving Khagbeni, I came across a bakery that had apple pies! I bought a piece and shoved it in my backpack for later. As soon as we left the village, the views of the river gorge were spectacular. Wild rock and dry sandstone formations towered above the river valley. The sandstone was shaped into tall pipe-like towers that looked quite out of this world. The soft morning light made the photos quite stunning. I could see little villages dotting the side valleys across the main river channel. The small plots of green were definitely irrigated in this very dry landscape. The small towns that we passed are not developed at all. There are no shops and no guesthouses. We started to see the chortens painted in typical colours of Mustang of red and grey.

We took two hours to get to the village where we had lunch. From here, the crew will go to our destination and Samip and I will take a detour up a side valley. I read that there is an interesting village up the side valley, a short walk from where we are. The village is supposed to be in a great setting with a medieval look to it and therefore quite photogenic. The locals we passed to get to the village did not seem very friendly. They did not even reply to a common Namaste. On the way to the village we passed by a cave monastery that I wanted to see. We could not locate the man with the key as he was harvesting. The attractions here are all closed and one needs to find the key keeper first. Easier said than done.

Our destination village of Tetang was quite interesting. The village, a home to a few families, consists of towered houses perched on a sandstone hill in the middle of narrow valley. We walked through the village through a series of narrow passages. There was little sign of life and it looked as if no one lived there. This was not the case as there were some domestic animals milling about. After walking through the village, we down climbed to the riverbed and made our way to the main valley.

On the way to Chele, we came across a lone man collecting fossils in the riverbed of Kali Ghandaki. He showed us his finds and I bought one of them.

October 25, 2019 Syangboche 3825m 18.2km 1,137m

Today was a huge day – the hardest of the entire trip so far. It was not the distance but the amount of climbing we had to do. We climbed an equivalent of an 11,000er in the Rockies, but all at the elevation above 3500m. The night in the tent was surprisingly warm. The tent site was like a private patio, a flat roof overlooking the Kali Ghandaki Valley with Nilgiri Peak towering above it. Last evening, I watched “The Italian Job” with the porters. The family that owns the tea house lives in the USA except for the daughter that is working here. Her sister finished college in the US and sponsored her parents and brother to live in the USA.

We started the day by walking up, up, up, to 3650m along the dirt road with incredible views all around. We walked for along time with no vehicles in sight but when we were near the top, jeeps and motorcycles started to appear. We were passed by a convoy of motorcycles that were part of an organized tour from Sweden (180 Adventures). One of the members was a Pole living in London but originally from Jelenia Gora. He was a friend of Rafal Fronia whose book I read on the way to Nepal. We chatted for a while, took photos and exchanged emails. Nice people. Once we parted ways, we resumed our climb to the true top of the ridge for some spectacular 360-degree views. To the north was our destination – Upper Mustang, to the east, beyond multitude of smaller rugged and dry hills were the mountains of Damodar Himal that we would be crossing in two weeks time and to the south, the Great Annapurna Range with the Great Barrier, Rock Noir, Annapurna 1 and Nilgiri Peak. The view was absolutely fabulous. This is a special and spectacular place and it is very different from any other place in Nepal that I have visited.

The scenery is more reminiscent of Central Asia and the north side of K2. I guess it makes sense as we are now behind the Great Himalaya Range. From the viewpoint we descended to Samar where we had good relaxing lunch in a courtyard of a teahouse.

After lunch, our crew took the shortest route to our final destination while Samip and I took a longer detour to visit the Chungsi Cave monastery. We left the road behind and soon started climbing to 3860m to Bhena La Pass and then to 3800m to Yamola La Pass. The trip over the passes involved a steep descent to the river valley and then a long climb up in the dry and arid landscape. Finally, we reached the pass with prayer flags flapping in the now increasing wind. From the pass we had another fantastic view of the Annapurnas, the Damodar Himal and the dry hills of Mustang. Our descent route put us at the edge of an incredible canyon reminiscent of Southwestern USA. The canyon was very narrow and deep; we could not even see its dark bottom. We contoured along the canyon for some distance to a side canyon where we had to climb again to get to the Chungsi Cave. I was quite tired and did not feel like climbing again!

The cave monastery is quite unbelievable due to its location. The cave is suspended halfway a steep mountainside with numerous prayer flags strung among the rocks. The cave is natural and half of it is open and the other half is built over with living quarters for the resident monk. The open half has a natural rock pillar in the middle that can be walked around. There are carvings on the rocks around the pillar and 3 chortens were built next to it. The chortens have paintings of Buddha on them, prayer flags and butter lamps. As I approached the cave, the resident monk appeared. I did not expect to see anyone in such remote place and yet here he was. The monk offered me tea and apples. Samip was behind me as he went inside another, smaller cave on the way to the Chungsi monastery. Once Samip appeared, he told me that the monk did not speak Nepali but Tibetan. Since Samip knew a little Tibetan, we learned that the monk was from Lhasa; he was 40 years old and has lived in this cave for the past 10 years. He gets supplies from his family in Tibet every now and then. The monk had a nice cat for company making the atmosphere even more peaceful than it already was. I enjoyed his brief company and the visit to this spectacular and special place.

We left close to sunset as we still had some way to go before we arrived ay Syanboche, our destination for today. We descended back to the canyon and made our way, slowly to the village or rather a collection of few houses. I was quite tired.

Tonight we solidified our plan for the rest of the trip. I asked to spend more time in Lo Mantang and visit Tserang along the way skipping the higher route that passed some 4000m passes. I wanted to visit Tsernag due to its spectacular location and the caves of Chosar that require a full day trip from Lo Mantang. Our itinerary is somewhat fluid but at least we had a plan for the next few days.

Walking through canyons near Chungsi Cave

October 26, 2019 Ghami 3520m 17.9km 480m

Today we got up a little later than in the previous days and had breakfast at 7am. It was nice to sleep in the lodge and not in the tent. It is easier to get up from the bed and I do not have to crawl through the narrow door of the North Face tent. Our walk today was quite short as the village of Ghami was near. Of course, the day started with a climb to reach the village of Geling and the Ghemi La Pass 3765m only to drop down to Ghami.

Ghami is a nice small village in a spectacular location. It is flanked by massive sandstone pillars dotted with ancient caves. The pillars look like massive organ pipes. Behind the pillars were multicolored rocks. The entire country is desolate and dry devoid of vegetation (unless irrigated near human settlements). The various wild rock formations break up the otherwise dull brown hills and ridges that stretch out all the way to the highlands of Tibet beyond the horizon. The view to the east extended all the way to Thorong La and the Terli La passes that would take us back to the Annapurnas. The Teri La Pass area looks dry and desolate but Samip, who has been there before, claims that it is very nice. Thankfully we arrived in Ghami early, so we have the time to explore the surroundings and especially the old caves.

We took a hike to the sandstone towers. The caves were located in an impossible location and looked quite dangerous to climb up to due to crumbling rock. Samip disappeared on me and despite shouting for 45 min or so I could not locate him. I was very concerned that he climbed to one of the caves and got hit by a rock or fell. I looked for him, climbed up the steep hill towards the caves but to no avail. I was ready to go back to the village to summon his brother to look for him further when Samip appeared. He went for a climb of one of the narrow canyons between the sandstone towers. I have to admit that I was very relieved to see him. While I was looking for him, I noticed two huge vultures checking me out from above. I observed them for a while and noticed that their nest was in one of the ancient caves.

The hotel we were staying in was very interesting. The owner is a descendent of the royal family of Mustang. The house is very large, has a nicely furnished dining room in the traditional Tibetan style, a private chapel and a large courtyard in its interior. The house is over 100 years old. The owner’s uncle was a lama monk who was praying in the chapel with bells and prayer beads. The owner is the chief of the Upper Mustang district and his office is located in Tserang. The private chapel had some beautiful murals and a library of old sacred books arranged on the wall next to an altar with statues of Buddha. The uncle had his spot by the altar where he performed puja ceremonies twice a day. The room was also used to display various objects for sale to tourists at appropriate prices that go with the ambiance and the story. The owners claim that the objects were smuggled from Tibet etc. while most of them come from the Kathmandu high street.

The old lama in the house chapel in Ghami

After exploring the private chapel, hanging out with the uncle lama and spending some cash, I went to visit the small local gompa. It was quite compact but had a good view from the roof. In order to visit the gompa, the owner of the lodge had to summon the key keeper first. He then took us to the little chapel. There are no resident monks in the village (aside from the uncle lama). The village is small but very atmospheric and pretty. My room had a private patio with a great view of the village and the mountains beyond.

October 27, 2019 Tserang 15.8km 3595m 531m 4.5 hours

Another fabulous day! I feel tired and going uphill seems slow and hard. The FOMO propels me forward however and does not let me stop to rest. I plan to relax a little in Lo Mantang.

We left the very pleasant village of Ghami at 7.30am and of course, right out of the gate we had to climb to 3800m to a small pass with fabulous views. We then walked by spectacular red rock formations to the village of Dagmar. We stopped by the red rock formations to explore some of the more accessible caves that dotted the sandstone pillars. We managed to get into one of the caves – an empty blackened chamber with a view of Annapurna range from its door.

We then passed the village, the longest mani wall in the world and arrived at another narrow red rock canyon with more caves to explore. After spending some time and effort exploring the caves, we cut right through the wild rock formations to a pass at 4000 to take us to Tserang. Initially it was difficult to see the trail cutting through the rock pillars, but it sure snaked its way through narrow passages among the rocky outcrops. The trail was unusual and quite scenic. Again, it was reminiscent of the American southwest but on much grander scale. From the 4000m pass we had fantastic view of the wild rock area and the near and distant mountains all around. We could see now distant Annapurna’s 1 north-west face that is invisible from Tilicho Lake.

From the pass, we traversed a small plateau and descended to Tserang at 3600m. We could see the distinct red monastery of Tserang and the Royal Palace from far away. The town is nested against spectacular rock formations. In fact, the monastery and the palace are situated above a canyon and have a commanding view of the entire area.

Given that Tserang is an administrative capital of the region, I was expecting it to be busier and more developed but it turned out that it was just like all the other towns that we passed with few people and many cows wandering the streets.

Our hotel “Maya’s Inn” belongs to the same owner as the “Mustang Mistique Guesthouse” in Ghami where we stayed last night. The owner made an appearance once we arrived. The house has a similar layout with a private chapel and a courtyard in the middle. There is a puja taking place all day today in the private chapel. Three monks are sitting in the chapel filled with incense smoke, butter lamps and other religious decorations. It is very atmospheric. I sat and listened for a while, took some photos and a short video of this private affair. The monks were performing the puja for world peace and the prosperity of Tserang and the inhabitants of the house.

I was quite tired but after lunch I decided to head out to see the beautiful gompa called Thubten Shedrup Dhargyeling and the fort. The monastery is situated on a promontory at the confluence of two river canyons with fantastically shaped rock formations providing the backdrop across the river valley. Far in the distance is the Annapurna Range, a perfect backdrop for this beautiful scene. Next to the gompa is the abandoned and dilapidated palace. The palace houses a small museum, which is closed most of the time. There are very few, if any, other tourists here and I walk alone on the trail 99.9% of the time. I spotted some prayer flags on a small promontory at the end of a small ridge behind the palace, so I decided to walk over there. The view from the promontory was fantastic: the palace, the monastery against the backdrop of the white Himalaya. Postcard-perfect view. After admiring the view, I made my way to the gompa and sat at the puja ceremony. Apparently, this is the time for pujas across Mustang so the ceremonies were taking place in all places of worship. Since the monastery is very close to our guesthouse, I returned to it a few hours later to tour its main hall. A young monk opened the door for us for 200Rs ($2) and gave us a small tour. The hall has a fabulous 1000 Buddha mural and many bronze statues. It is very atmospheric and grand. Since the interior is quite dark, a flashlight is necessary to see the murals and the statues are hidden in dark alcoves. The monastery houses over 60 monks of various ages from all over the Mustang region and even from Tibet.

After the tour of the monastery I returned to the guesthouse and sat in the puja in the private chapel. The monks played trumpets on the roof of the house with the view of the mountains in the setting sun. The entire scene pays big on the imagination! I am tired but if I finish this epic journey, it will be one to remember! Tomorrow we walk to Lo Mantang!

October 28, 2019 Lo Mantang 17.7km 330m

The spectacular location of Tserang from the trail to Lo Mantang

We left Tserang for the last stretch to Lo Mantang and of course there was a climb right out of the gate. The trail descended into a deep ravine and then climbed back up on the other side to the road. We followed the road for a short distance to a small ridge with a fantastic view of Tserang, the gorge, the monastery and the fort. It was probably the best view of the entire trip. The total walking time to Lo Mantang was little over 4 hours. The trail passed a famous chorten and meandered among desolate hills. We walked by a remote army outpost (probably the border police given the 20km proximity to the border with Tibet). The high Himalaya that we crossed just a few days before were now far in the distance. From the distance it was clear which mountain was the highest in the range: Annapurna 1. Almost half of its bulk rose above the ridge of the Great Barrier. We could also see the upper part of Annapurna 2 above Pisang. We camped there just 10 days before and we are going back there. The trail climbed gradually to a pass called Lo La at 4000m. The pass was quite windy but had a fabulous view of the walled city of Lo Mntang and far in the distance was Chosar, our destination for the following day. To the west, above Lo Mantang, we could see the Mustang Himal, a range of 6000m peaks. The landscape around Lo Mantang was very colorful and rugged. There was a triangular white mountain with the backdrop of red and orange eroded hills with fantastic shapes and hues. We admired this weird and photogenic landscape. Cobalt blue sky without a singe cloud stretched as far as we could see. Tibet was just beyond the brown hills over the horizon 20km away. We drove through that area in 2007 on our way back from Mt. Kailas.

After admiring the view for some time, we descended to Lo Mantang. For a capital of the region it was not very developed and not busy at all. There was a nice upscale hotel in the distance and we even came across some other tourists. They most likely got there by jeep as this is now the most popular way to visit Lo Mantang. We arrived at the Himalayan Guesthouse where I met the Ukrainian/Russian with whom I shared the permit. He was from Crimea and his name was Constantine or Costco for short. He told me about his travels on the Annapurna Circuit (he crossed Thorong La 5 times). Nice guy and it was nice to have a conversation after prolonged period of time with my guide only.

The old city of Lo Mantang is surrounded by newer buildings. The walled city reminds me of Timbuktu in Mali: grubby and remote yet mysterious and fascinating. It is tightly packed with buildings and chortens. On the approach to the main gate of the city, there is a large chorten group consisting of 3 chortens and a long wall of prayer wheels. Once through the main gate, the city is a maze of whitewashed buildings like the old Kashgar. Cows and dogs (some of the vicious, like in Tibet) wander the empty streets. Most shops were closed. There are three monasteries in this tightly packed city. Some of the are very old and house some serious works of art and treasures. They doe not have the beautiful and dramatic location of the Tserang gompa though.

The three gompas are: the 13th century Chale Gompa, the 14th century Jampa Monastery (the home of the two-story Buddha and the amazing mandalas) and the Thupchen Gompa with its massive pillars.

The process of visiting the gompas is poorly organized. I had to purchase a ticket for all three from the smallest and newest monastery. The ticket counter was inside the monastery but when I approached the gate, the locals warned me not to go inside as vicious dogs from the monastic courtyard would attack me. I had to wait a while for the dogs to disappear before I could enter. One inside, no one seemed to know where or from whom to purchase the tickets. Some other people arrived and finally tickets materialized. We then needed to find the key keeper who would take us around and show us the monasteries. Finally, a young monk was chosen for the task and off we went.

The gompas were in general state of disrepair and chaos. Considering that they represent the treasures of the region, the Tibetan culture and Nepal, it was surprising to see. It would not take much effort from the young monks to clean up the buildings and make them worthy of their reputation.

Each monastery had a statue of the Buddha with cash stashed into its hand. I found it curious and contrary to the teachings. On the throne was usually a photo of the lead or head lama – usually a pudgy fellow with a round face like the moon cake. Nevertheless, I found the old gompas fascinating to visit. I was especially impressed by the intricate mandala paintings in the Jampa Monastery (very detailed and intricate work). The main hall with the mandalas is very dark and one needs a good flashlight to see the mandalas. The walls are black and there is very little light entering the chamber. The room felt like a dark cave. It was in this gompa where there was most rubbish and litter. Right by the main entrance, the entire courtyard was full of old discarded building materials and rubbish. A group of gregarious local ladies had a picnic of sorts among the trash.

Another impressive sight was the Thupchen Gompa. The entrance to this gompa was below the street level. Once the young monk opened the door, a forest of massive pillars rising to the very high celling made a strong first impression. The gompa’s interior was being renovated so the middle of the room was cleared out and the statues were covered with plastic. At the far wall there was a line of very high statues of Buddha and the protectors. Some of the wall murals were already restored and because of the on-going restoration there were strong lights illuminating the walls. We could see the paintings well in their full detail.

After visiting the gompas, I walked to the main square in front of the closed royal palace. Some of the locals were loafing around killing time and watching life pass them by. They seemed bored. I think that this way of life has not changed for centuries here. The royal palace was closed as the king has passed away a few years back and there is no one to take his place. I then went to a small tanka shop and spent more money on paintings.

October 29, 2019 Lo Mantang/Chosar 17.4 km

Today was technically a day off but we went to Chosar instead. So much for rest. It did not look too far away so we passed on hiring a jeep for $60US. It was actually nice to walk as the views on the way were pretty good. We started at 9am in nice sun and strong wind that was surprisingly cold. Overlooking Lo Mantang are two ruins of old forts set high on a barren mountain. Costco went there the day before and showed me the photos of the beautiful view from the top. I did not have the time to do both Chosar and the forts. I picked Chosar as it has more cultural interest for me. On the way, we walked along a very long mani wall painted red and yellow. On the horizon was a yellow cliff with many caves like a honeycomb. The problem is that most of the interesting places are closed and finding the person with the key to gain access is a major undertaking.

We got to the village of Chosar and had to purchase the ticket for the three main attractions in the area. The ticket was $10US (free for Nepalis). The ticket office was a rickety table set up on a muddy street. Reminded me of the border crossing office between Togo and Benin. The first place to see was the Sija Jong Cave, a short walk from the ticket table. The cave was a multi-storied collection of caves similar to many we have passed in Mustang. The location is quite spectacular, at the mouth of a canyon of red badlands and overlooking the 6000mt high Mustang Range on the horizon. The cave complex is fully accessible thanks to the series of ladders set up inside and a good staircase on the outside. It was fascinating to walk through the cave although all the rooms were empty and there were no explanations of anything inside.

From the cave we walked across the canyon to the Lo Nifu Gompa built into a rock face. The location was again very impressive and furthermore, there is an actual monastery inside. A resident monk gave is tour of a small chapel. The murals were badly damaged by years of smoke from the butter lamps. He asked for a donation to the nearby monastic school. From the cave monastery we walked to the village of Gurfu to see the small gompa which was the lease interesting of the three sites. Notwithstanding the sites, the location was really special. Eroded multicolored hills, dry mountains and a definitely Tibetan in style and character. On the way back to Lo-Mantang was walked by a cliff full of cave chapels some of which had doors and windows. There was no one in sight though so we could not even start asking for a key to see them. The entire area had a deserted feel to it as the residents often leave for Kathmandu or Pokhara for winter. This area has a lot of tourist potential but unfortunately it is not utilized. The sights are dirty and dilapidated, the ticketing system is disorganized, there is very little information available about the places. My guide and the monks that lead the tours in individual monasteries do not seem to know much about the places we visit.

October 30, 2019 Yara 18.8km 300m

Today is the start of the third part of the trip. First one was the Thorong La, second was the Kagbeni to Lo Mantang and the third is Lo Mantang to Naar. The morning was cold with high clouds. It was sunny but the sun was not as intense as during the cloudless days with cobalt blue sky that we have had so far. After leaving Lo-Mantang we retraced our steps to the Lo La Pass where we had our last look at the area we hiked through the day before. From the pass the trail turned to the east and followed a narrow ridge gradually rising to a viewpoint and a “wildlife spotting area) at 4170m. The view was quite spectacular encompassing the entire Mustang region from the Dhaulagiri Range in the south to the Chinese border in the north. We then proceeded in the south-east direction towards the village of Dhee. We passed a spectacular canyon reminiscent of the sections of the Grand Canyon but on the smaller scale. The canyon was multicolored and highly sculptured. We descended to the village of Dhee through a dramatic narrow passage in the sandstone formations of the canyon wall. We again passed numerous caves cut into the sandstone pillars high above the trail. As we came to the river, the views were less dramatic and finally we arrived at the Potala Guesthouse in the village of Dhee.

The guesthouse owner came to say hello and introduced himself as a guide who gives tours of the local area. He is also related to the people from Ghami that we met along the way. We purchased apples from him and in addition to that he threw some more in my pack. I had enough fresh apples to last me to the end of the trek!

After a two-hour lunch and siesta we departed for Yara. The trail followed a stream and tributary of the Kali Ghandaki River. I came across many fossils and started to collect them. Some were broken but I did come across some beautiful specimens. I walked with my head down and my eyes peeled to the rock bed of the river. I collected enough for me, and the entire crew. As we progressed upstream, we entered a canyon with walls rising higher and higher further we went. The scenery was reminiscent of the Shakskam River in the Karakoram but without the large peaks above us, or the camels. We rounded a corner and 100m large pillars came to view. They were very spectacular with caved carved into the lower section. We could see Yara in the distance. We passed by another group of French trekkers that was surrounded by the locals selling them trinkets at the entrance to the village. We ended up in a very basic hotel. The lady running the hotel was quite nice and had two small kids playing in the courtyard. They were dirty and left to their own devices. At one point the small kid smacked the older one with a rock on his head. The older kid nearly took revenge, but I managed to stop him from hitting the young one on the head with even bigger rock (and more force). We have two nights here as tomorrow we plan to visit two cave monasteries. After we leave Yara, we will start camping for a week while crossing the Teri La Pass.

I am quite filthy, covered in dust as we are walking through pulverized rock that is like powder and gets into everything. The dust covers everything with a fine film. I managed to take a bucket bath here and there. I can’t wash my clothes though as I am afraid that they will not dry in time and I only have one change of them.

October 31, 2019 Yara – Luri Cave 3670m 10.4km 300m

During our day in Yara we explored two ancient cave monasteries. The first one was the Luri Cave. It took us 2 hours to get there on a road and then a good trail. The location of the cave temple is very impressive. It is perched high on rock pillars like a bird’s nest. A rugged trail and a suspended bridge lead to its entrance. Many prayer flags are strung among the rocks surrounding the temple. We had to wait for the local lady (the key keeper) to let us in. She was accompanied by her son. She opened a small wooden door and a set of two ladders led us into the foyer of the temple. The temple consisted of two rooms: the first one had the altar and a small praying area, the second housed a large chorten built inside a rocky cavern. The first room was dark and it was hard to see the contents. There was a small altar with statues on it and many prayer flags and scarfs on them. The second room had the large chorten that filled up the entire space leaving a small passage for a thin person. The room had many murals around the chorten. There only available light was from a small window decorated with yellow prayer flags, so it was hard to see and take photos. The outside of this old temple was painted red which contrasted nicely with the yellow rock into which the temple was built. From the temple we could see a small nunnery below with spectacular shark teeth-like sandstone formations in front of it. The formations are on the bank of a small river that descends from the area of the Saribung Pass (which we could have crossed on this trip). The gompa on the side of the river is in a state of decay but it is interesting to see. The state of the gompas is consistent with the general state of the villages and the lifestyle of the inhabitants of Mustang. The monks should take better care of their temples, not the villagers. We had a look around the old gompa. Again, the lady with the kid opened the door for us.

After visiting the old gompa, we walked down the riverbed looking for the next cave monastery: the Teshi Gaon. After some searching, we spotted it on the right side high on the bank of the river. Samip had a key to open the door from the hotel keeper where we were staying in Yara. The Teshi Gaon gompa was not as old or elaborate as the Luri Cave. It did have some interesting murals and the chorten built inside the sandstone cave. We have seen a lot of different things in Mustang considering that we only have a 10-day permit. Most of the interesting places are scattered around a very large territory and not easily accessible. Getting to them is one thing but finding your way inside once you get there is another. Most places are far away from one another and require extensive time and effort to get to. Once you get there you may realize that the door is locked and the key in is the village few hours of walking away.

After visiting the Teshi Gaon we returned to Yara by following the riverbed with some impressive sandstone cliffs along the way. We had fantastic weather all day. On the way we had good lunch in the hot sun.

November 1, 2019 Tange 3385m 20km 720m

From Yara, we had to climb (of course) to get to the top of the sandstone cliff. It was the same cliff that we saw on the way in, with wild and impossibly tall pillars. From the top of the cliffs we had a fantastic view straight down to the valley and over the entire area that we hiked the day before. The views were fantastic in all directions. Once we reached the top of the cliffs, we were on a large and very flat table-like mesa. I walked along the rim of the cliff for some spectacular views of the surrounding area. We then headed in southerly direction on a roller coaster trail that climbed down and up across many eroded water drainages. We had fantastic views of the eroded and jagged land to the west where we walked just a week before. It was difficult to see exactly were we walked as we were actually quite far away from our old trail. We hiked to the edge of much larger river canyon with a very long hanging bridge spanning its width. On the horizon, the peaks of Dhaulagiri and Annapurna were now coming closer. We descended a way down to the bridge, crossed it and arrived in a small settlement for lunch. The settlement was inhabited by people from a village that run out of water forcing its relocation.

The little tea house where we had lunch had fossils for sale but at very high prices. After great lunch we headed off again and right out of the gate, another climb. We climbed steady for 1.5hr to 4000m pass. The weather was hot, it was a windless day and the views were fantastic. From the pass, we walked down to another great plateau and then to the edge of yet another canyon. Finally, the village of Tangey was down below. From the edge of this final canyon we could also see the approach trail (or a small initial part of it) to the Terila Pass that we would follow for the next few days. It looked dry and desolate yet beautiful and remote. Samip was getting tired and lagged behind more frequently. The village of Tangey was very quiet, no people except some kids. There are no shops of any kind and only one home-stay hotel. The village is known for some impressive chortens. The chortens are grouped in a cluster of 11 structures big and small. It was very picturesque and made for some great photos in the setting sun. The valley was very beautiful with steep canyon walls and high mountains with the king of them all: Dhaulagiri, on the horizon. It was our final stop in Mustang, a nice send off!

Tangey and the trail to Terila Pass beyond

I enjoyed the company of the Mustang people very much. They are kind and welcoming. We are now sitting in the kitchen of the small hotel where people come and go. They sit down, drink some tea or chang and chat for w while. It is entertainment for them, like a local TV reality show. It is very enjoyable social life. The people of Mustang (at least those with money), live in Kathmandu during winter months. The run their hotels in the summer and then relocate lower down for winter. Their kids go to school in Pokhara or Kathmandu. Life seems to be good for them.

November 2, 2019 Yak Kharka end route to Terila Pass 4350m 10.6 km 770m

From Tandey, as every day, we started with a huge climb: 1000m up with no flat sections. As we climbed the sun appeared from behind the walls of an enclosed valley. The view of the entire Upper Mustang with Tibet on the horizon was spread below us. The great mountains of Annapurna and Dhaulagiri were on the horizon like a lighthouse guiding us towards them. We could also see the series of deeply cut hills and canyons that we crossed just two weeks before. It was hard to believe that we did that because the terrain looked very rugged and barren. It all seems like a distant memory now since we saw so much since then. After climbing for some time, we arrived at a mountainside camp called Yak Kharka. We are sharing this spot with two goat herders whose camp is a few hundred meters away. The lack of water is of concern as the small stream nearby is muddy. There is one resident yak in the Yak Kharka. The yak is posing for us in front of the magnificent Himalayan panorama. Tomorrow is supposed to be a long day as we want tor each the low camp for the pass.

Before the sunset, I went to see the herder’s camp. It was quite atmospheric. The herders were starting their evening fires and herding the animals to the camp. I struck up a conversation with one of the herders by showing him my see pendent that I purchased in Yara. We compared them and of course, his was much better and “real”. Mine was cheap and “fake”. The pendant is a good conversation starter and establishes an initial connection with the locals.

In the evening we made a great dung fire that kept us warm. We had a fabulous sunset over the Dhaulagiri range. The sun illuminated the mountains and the evening sky in all hues of orange and purple. After the sunset we built a huge dung fire. The sky was clear and there were many stars and planets visible: Venus, Mercury and Mars aligned on both sides of the moon. I asked the guide and Joseph, the porter, if they knew the names of the planets of the Solar System? To which Joseph replied: my village? I asked Samip to translate for me and ask Joseph the question. After a short pause and reflection, Samip replied on behalf of Joseph: Yes, he does, we have solar power system in our village, so he does. Hahaha!

November 3, 2019 4700m 20.7m 810m

Today started with a 300m climb to a beautiful spot with great view all the way up the valley almost to the Terila Pass. Then a huge drop all the way to the bottom of the valley whereby we lost all the altitude and descended to an elevation lower than the camp. Then back up again to the same elevation as the initial climb! Then down again, same loss of elevation to below 4200m. The back up to 4700m. What a roller coaster! It was not too good for views and a little of a slog. The distance was long: 20km. Once we entered a canyon at the final stages of the day, the sun disappeared behind the high ridge. The temperature dropped considerably, and the wind picked up. After a long and tiring slog, we got to the camp for the night. It was cold! We had to wait for the porters (and the tent) for almost 2 hours, in the cold. I could tell that the porters are definitely tired carrying such big loads.

We shared a camp with lovely couple from Denmark who were on their 46-day trek from the Langtang to Dolpo. The lady had problems with altitude and was looking forward to going down. It was her 15th time in Nepal but she has not done most of the treks that I did. I sat with them in their tent and we chatted for a while.

We are getting close to the end and I have to decide what to do with the extra time we have. Go home early or go to Phu and Naar? I am getting tired and going to Phu is a detour with two 5000m passes along the way. Let’s see how I feel after Terila Pass. Today I was quite bagged and tired as we are approaching the record for my distance in trekking during one trip.

November 4, 2019 Terila BC 5000m 7.4 km 300m

Today was the shortest day of the whole trip. We started with a 300m climb straight from the tent’s door. The views were quite spectacular as we climbed higher. I had no altitude issues at all and covered the distance quite fast waiting for everyone along the way. The porters were again much slower. Once we got to the high camp, they set up the kitchen tent and let the cold air blow through. We could have gone to the pass, but they wanted to stop here. The camp is quite desolate. We are surrounded by rocky barren peaks with a frozen steam below us. The weather looks unsettled with light snow and angry clouds swirling about. We have a good view down the valley, but the high snow peaks are not visible.

Tomorrow is the pass.

November 5, 2019 Terila Pass 5750m, 25km 750m

Today was a killer day in all respects! Killer effort, killer views, killer tired.

We got up at 5am to a cold and clear morning. The tent had a lot of frost inside from condensation. We had a quick breakfast of porridge and coffee. I hate porridge – tasteless goo with consistency of a slop. I packed all my stuff and noticed that it is starting to smell funky.

We started to climb immediately from the tent as usual. We climbed in the cold and the sun did not hit us until we were almost at the pass. We climbed all the way to the pass at 5600m. No altitude issues. I went slow but steady and I was not tired at all. Finally, we reached the pass at 5600m, but the views were not as spectacular or grand as I was expecting. We were still surrounded by hills that obscured the grander vista. Since we had time and it was early, I decided to climb to the top of one the surrounding hills for better scenery and asked Samip to come with me.

After a short slog, I reached an end of a ridge at 5750 and the magnificent panorama opened up before me. I was surrounded by a range of high mountains on all sides. In the distance I could see the Manaslu Himal, Annapurna 2, Chulu Peaks and the peaks of Damodar Himal. I could also see Himlung and the mountains of the Saribug group. Down below, the entire valley we climbed to get here with Upper Mustang beyond. To the west the peaks of Dolpo stretched along the western horizon into China. The weather was perfect and there was no wind. I stayed for over an hour and took it all in.

When we started our descent from the pass at 5600m to the high camp (or so I thought), I was already tired. The descent route crossed large boulder field and we passed by some half frozen green lakes. We then entered a long narrow canyon with a small river that we had to cross several times from one side of the canyon to the other. The canyon was very colorful with red and orange rock and some geothermal features. We then arrived at our intended camp spot and to my surprise, there was no sign of the porters. They went ahead.

We went on and on, up and down, crossing numerous drainages of smaller rivers flowing to the main valley. It went on for another 10km at least. At one-point Samip decided to run ahead to catch up with the porters and stop them. We thought that they would go all the way to Naar!

It is officially the longest trek for me as we have already walked 315km and climbed 9km! My prior record was 300km in 2011. Despite all the distance I am not tired of the Himalaya! Crossing Terila was a major threshold of this trip making the Grand Mustang Circuit a reality.

November 6, 2019 12 km 300m 4470m

November 7, 2019 Naar 10.1 km 400m 4400m

Got up early as usual. It is overcast but the site is very spectacular. We are camped on the side of a mountain in a spectacular valley with jagged rocky peaks across form us. In the distance we can see Pisang Peak and the plateau where Naar is. We were approximately 6 km away from Naar but getting there involved a steep descent to the bottom of the canyon that we have been following for the past 30km, and a climb of 400m at the end.

The walk along the deep canyon is very scenic. The canyon is very deep with sharp drop offs and towering peaks with glaciers higher up invisible to us. We descended quite a way, crossed a hanging bridge and started our climb to Naar. The climb was steep but not bad and before we knew it, we arrived in the village.

Naar has a fabulous location with the pyramidal Pisang Peak towering above the village. Naar has a lot of charm and character. It is a medieval looking village surrounded by mountains on all sides. It has the distinction of being the highest village in Nepal at 4400m. At first, I did not see any other tourists as the trekking season was almost over (the hotel lady had to reopen the hotel just for us as it has been shut down for the season). The following day I run into a large French group going to the Saribung Pass.

I rested a bit as the cough I got during the 25km descent from Terlila Pass still nagged at me. Then about 4pm I went for a walkabout to see the village and to take photos of the incredible scenery. There were domestic animals everywhere! Cows, goats, and horses. At one point I saw one of the villagers dropping her pants and dingier business in the cow pasture in front of the entire village (I guess this is the way of life here). I like the animals and living with them. There is something to be said about being close to them all the time and being surrounded by grand nature. This kind of life is far different from the artificial fishbowl of modern cities, devoid of the spirit of the natural world.

I stumbled upon puja in progress yet again (just like a few times before in Mustang). The puja was taking place in a very small chapel that one would not even notice when passing by. The chapel was really a small concrete room with an altar and some artifacts like a gas mask (used as a mask during ritual dances)! I sat, listened, ate the offered food. There were five old lamas performing the puja and it all felt very special in a way. The room was so small that there was enough space just for me in addition to the lamas. The youngest of the lamas (still old but most fit) was running in and out with offerings, prostrating and doing all the “heavy lifting”. I took some photos of the proceedings and a short video. One of the old lamas showed me trumpets made from human femurs (I saw a similar artifacts fro sale in a shop in Lo Mantang).

The traditional ceremonial Tibetan masks

I had a good supper of momos with spicy dipping sauce. I retired to bed at 8pm.

November 8, 2019 Naar – the first day off of the trip! 4400m

The weather was damp and cold in the morning. Low clouds obscured the mountains around the village. It was misty and the aura was very moody. I felt good though. This was our first rest day of the trip.

The same spot on a sunny day! Pisang Peak towers above the entrance to Naar.

After getting up at 6am, I went for walk in the hills above the village mainly to see the chortens at the entrance to the village. Moment of pure bliss – carefree and light like a feather in the wind! There were beautiful views of angry clouds. A passing storm was battering Kangru Himal 6981m. There was no one in sight, just mountains and me! I was surrounded by massive peaks and a stormy sky – I felt like I was inside a painting. From the top of a hill I climbed (what felt like the top of the world), I went to see the line of impressive chortens down below. One of the chortens was very large, multi tier structure, each level representing different facet of Buddhism. I spent 1.5hr milling about. Just looking at the line of chortens, taking photos. I was all alone.

On the way back to the hotel, I stumbled upon a wedding and was invited to participate. I was given some Tibetan butter tea and some chang. I quickly disposed of the chang – not my thing. It is a cloudy fermented alcoholic drink with really strong taste. Ever since my porter on the Knjendzonga trek got violently ill from drinking chang, I was careful with it. The wedding proceedings were taking place on the roof of one of the houses. After I joined the crowd, I sat myself on the side and no one really paid much attention to me (which was great). I made a new friend, Pemba, who explained the proceedings to me. Apparently, I was expected to purchase a Khata (a decorative scarf) and present it to the couple. Unfortunately, I only had few rupees and I spent it all on a scarf that I promptly gave to the newlyweds. In the corner of the roof, next to where I was sitting, two men were cooking a meal for the guests in a giant couldron. Of course, it was dahlbat. I met another man, Punto who became my best friend of the moment after a few servings of Arak (local hooch). It was a chaotic scene full of action and great for photos. The mountain of wedding gifts (mostly very utilitarian household goods used in everyday life) was piled up high in the middle of the roof. The gifts were adorned with clumps of yak butter. The men of the family were sitting at the head table and the married couple was placed at a smaller table in front of them. People were coming along and presenting Khatas to the newlyweds along with cash. A scribe was noting who gave what and how much. Occasionally there was some excited discussion between the guests that unfortunately I could not understand.

I had some arak, a potent hooch that did not sit well with me as it was just 11am. I was getting slightly abuzz. People were coming and going all the time, there seemed not to be any structure or order to the event (although it perhaps made some sense to them). It was controlled chaos with a lot of alcohol. It was a great opportunity to get a glimpse of the local life and observe the people in more relaxed and traditional environment. Everyone was very friendly and welcoming. I enjoyed this event very much.

The marriage was between a man from Naar and a girl from Phu. Since Naar only has 65 families and Phu is even smaller, there is a danger of inbreeding. The couple already had a baby so the whole marrying a virgin thing did not apply here. They asked me to divide my meager financial donation between the bride, groom and the baby. Since I only had a small amount, I gave it all to the groom and pleaded ignorance of the customs. Naar was good to me. During my short stay I saw the puja and the wedding.

In the afternoon, I wanted to rest and relax (it was supposed to be a rest day after all!). I could not sit still for too long though and after lunch I made a small climb to the hill behind the village for some views. I spent the evening by the kitchen fire. Tomorrow we go to Kangla Pass BC. The trip is coming to the end. I am sad but also relieved as I am tired after walking nearly 360km!

November 9, 2019 Kangla Pass BC 4,620m 11km 350m

Today morning was a lazy day. I spent most of the morning basking in the hot sun. After lunch we set of to the Kangla Pass BC. The BC is located at the end of a valley at the end of which is Naar. The views from the walk were fantastic in all directions. The views got better the higher we climbed. The BC was close, only 1.5 hrs of walking. We basically walked up a valley along the wall of Pisang Peak. The base camp was a very clean Kharka (locals from Naar maintain it and charge for its use). We had dinner and then tent for the last time! It was -20C during the night. We were alone in the camp. We had a clear cold night with a canopy of million stars sparkling above.

November 10, 2019 Kangla Pass/ Nawal 14.2km 5360 720m and 2km down!

We got up at 5am. It was still dark. I packed the wet tent and the wet sleeping bag (condensation!). We had a quick breakfast of Chinese noodles with an egg. We then started the climb to the pass at 5360. First, we went up a dry valley and then up in the snow. The views from higher up extended all the way to Manaslu and even Ganesh far in the west. The trail climbed on and on through some steep sections on a well-defined trail. We finally crested the pass and the impressive panorama was in front of us: Annapurna 2, Annapurna 3 and Gangapurna. It was sunny and not windy so we could linger and truly take all of it in. I only had my phone for a camera so I could not zoom in on many fantastic peaks. I was glad to have taken the helicopter flight from the Annapurna BC as it gave me great sense of the geography of this magnificent range. The pass reminded me of the Amphu Labtsa pass with the bulk of Lhotse dominating the view (I crossed that pass in 2012). I took photos of the sign at the pass and then climbed a little higher to see the view around the massive rock face blowing the views west from the pass. From that higher point I could see the entire Annapurna Range from Tilicho Peak to the Lamjung Peak. Even Annapurna 1 and Manchapuchare made an appearance. We spent some time at the top admiring the vista after which we started the 2km descent. Down, down, down and the views got even better. We could see Tilicho Peak, the Great Barrier and even the Dhaulagiri Range. I have covered the entire Annapurna and Dhaulagiri regions now. I was initially going to skip the Kangla Pass crossing, but I am glad that I did not. Unfortunately, we only missed Naar and Phu passes from our very ambitious itinerary and this was mostly because we lost one porter after Terila Pass (his wife was ill and he had to return to his village).

Kangla Pass - looking south towards the Annapurna Range

Wow! What a trip! I can’t believe that I actually finished it! 375km of walking - it seemed daunting when we started three weeks before.

We descended to the village of Nawal on the Annapurna circuit. We passed this village during our second day of trekking. In Nawal, I had a shower and good lunch. I chatted with a German tourist who traveled all the way from Germany but was against traveling (?). We then had a rakshi-fueled evening in a newly opened tea house where we proclaimed our friendships and love for one another. It was a nice way to wrap up the trip.

November 11, 2019 Nawal Besishar 7 hr of very bumpy jeep ride

In Newal I also met a couple friendly Americans from Jackson Hole. The guy has been to Nepal in 1988 and did the Annapurna Circuit. It was interesting for him to see how it changed. He remembers it being totally different.

I Nawal we hired the jeep to take us back to Beiseshar. We had the same nice man who drove us here. We spent many hours in the jeep on a bumpy road. Thankfully we did not have any incidents unlike the jeep that fell of the road killing the passengers soon after we drove in to Chame. We got to Beiseshar at 3.30pm. On the way we stopped for dhalbat at the waterfall restaurant with a great view of a large and impressive waterfall.

This was a fantastic trip and very different from all the other treks in Nepal. It was definitely more focused on culture and not on snowy peaks and glaciers. It was not easy though. The rugged and remote terrain and constant up and down make for challenging trekking. Despite the road to Mustang, the area is still very unique and worth visiting. The road actually cuts down the number of trekkers as most visitors just jeep from Jomsom to Lo Mantang bypassing many fantastic places. We did not run into many trekkers at all and I spent many hours and days without a company of another trekker.

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November 23, 2019

The Grand Mustang Circuit - Part 1: Chame to Kagbeni via Thorong La Pass

Derek Boniecki

November 23, 2019

The Grand Mustang Circuit is a combination of the Annapurna Circuit (or what is left of it), the classic Mustang trek, the Terila Trek and the trek trough the Naar/Phu region. To finish things off in “style”, we returned to the starting point via Kangla Pass. The total distance of this EPIC trek was 380km which we walked over 24 days. We climbed 12km in total elevation (probably descended the same) and crossed 3 passes over 5,000m and a quite a few passes over 4,000m. Half of the trek is through sparsely populated regions requiring camping and self sufficiency. It is a spectacular route through some of the most culturally interesting areas of the Buddhist Nepal with a thriving culture. Again, many thanks to the Mountain Sun Valley and Rajendra for putting this together.

It is not technically difficult but it is long. It also has a lot of ups and downs, especially in the Mustang region, where one has to constantly climb into and out of river gorges that cut through the landscape. The trek offers spectacular scenery that is very different from what I have seen in other parts of Nepal. It is a truly unique experience both visually and culturally.

This part of the trek was a warmup for things to come. We went from 2500m to 5400m in 4 days. Fortunately we did not have any altitude issues. It took us 6 days to go from Chame to Kagbeni.

Ready to go! Taking care of last minute supplies in the town of Beisishar, the “end of the paved road” and the former starting point of the Annapurna Circuit.

The road from Beisishar to Manang takes the entire day to travel. It is a rough track that will separate meat from the bone and cover you and your bags in a layer of thick dust.

In some places the road is literally chiseled from the side of the mountain. The jeep in the river below did not quite make it…I walked through this area in 2011 when the road was being built.

The north side of the Annapurna Circuit passes through many places of worship. We are now in the land of Buddhism.

The trail between Chame and Lower Pisang.

Ridges of Annapurna II from Lower Pisang

The new gompa in Upper Pisang. The gompa was built 100% from the contributions from the locals.

Beautiful paintings inside a chorten gate to Upper Pisang.

A mandala on the ceiling of the chorten gate.

From Upper Pisang the trail to Manang climbs a steep hill from where there are extensive views of the entire valley. Unfortunately this year the weather did not cooperate. I had more luck in 2011.

Annapurna III 7,555m from the village of Barga

The village of Barga is nested against wild rock formations. The monastery (gompa) is over 1000 years old. It consists of 3 separate prayer halls. We were lucky to get a tour by a visiting former monk who had the keys to the various chambers. It is … — The village of Barga is nested against wild rock formations. The monastery (gompa) is over 1000 years old. It consists of 3 separate prayer halls. We were lucky to get a tour by a visiting former monk who had the keys to the various chambers. It is definitely the cultural highlight of the Annapurna Circuit.

The panoramic view of the village of Barga and the Annapurna III/Gangapurna mountains. Tilicho Peak can be seen far in the distance on the right. See my 2011 trek to the tilicho Lake for some fantastic views of these mountains.

Mount Gangapurna and the village of Barga.

The “protector” at the entrance to the Barga monastery.

Old prayer wheels at the entrance to the Barga monastery.

The main and oldest prayer hall in the Barga monastery.

The Buddhist prayer books are stored in the gallery above the main prayer hall.

The selection of movies is definitely Himalaya focused!

Mount Gangapurna and the glacial lake formed by water from the Gangapurna icefall. This small lake is a short walk from Manang.

The trail between Manang and Thorong La basecamp. Gangapurna, Annapurna III dominate the view.

Gangapurna 7,455m from Thorong La basecamp at 4,800m

The Great Barrier and Glacier Dome from the Thorong La basecamp. See the 2011 photos.

The Great Barrier above the Tilicho Lake from the Thorong La basecamp at 4,800m

The short steep climb to the Thorong La basecamp from Thorong La Phedi. The climb is from 4200m to 4800m. If you are not fully acclimatized like me, slow and steady does the trick.

As I approach the Thorong La basecamp, the views are getting better.

The view of Annapurna III 7,555m, Gangapurna 7,455m and the Great Barrier from the Thorong La basecamp at 4,800m.

The Damodar Himal from the Thorog La basecamp.

The view of the Thorong La basecamp at 4800m and the trail to the Thorong La pass at 5430m

We started our hike to Muktinagh via Thorong La pass before sunrise. The view to the Annapurna Range was beautiful in the morning light. We had little wind and no snow. The bulky mountain on the horizon is Annapurna II and Annapurna IV. It is hard t… — We started our hike to Muktinagh via Thorong La pass before sunrise. The view to the Annapurna Range was beautiful in the morning light. We had little wind and no snow. The bulky mountain on the horizon is Annapurna II and Annapurna IV. It is hard to believe that this place was the location the worst trekking disaster in Nepal’s history.

The 2014 Nepal snowstorm disaster occurred in central Nepal during the month of October and resulted in the deaths of at least 43 people of various nationalities, including at least 21 trekkers. Injuries and fatalities resulted from unusually severe… — The 2014 Nepal snowstorm disaster occurred in central Nepal during the month of October and resulted in the deaths of at least 43 people of various nationalities, including at least 21 trekkers. Injuries and fatalities resulted from unusually severe snowstorms and avalanches on and around the mountains of Annapurna and Dhaulagiri.

Annapurna IV 7,525m and the gap between Annapurna III and Annapurna IV. It is the only low point in otherwise uninterrupted ridge between Annapurna I and II.

As we approached the pass, the sun rose from behind the Chulu Peaks. On 14 October 2014 a snowstorm and series of avalanches occurred on and around Annapurna and Dhaulagiri in the Manang and Mustang Districts of Nepal within the Himalaya range. Acco… — As we approached the pass, the sun rose from behind the Chulu Peaks. On 14 October 2014 a snowstorm and series of avalanches occurred on and around Annapurna and Dhaulagiri in the Manang and Mustang Districts of Nepal within the Himalaya range. According to an unnamed expert the storm arose from Cyclone Hudhud and was the worst in a decade with almost 1.8 metres (5 ft 11 in) of snow falling within 12 hours. See the article in outsideonline about the disaster.

Thorong La pass. There is even a tea house serving tea! What luxury! Thorong Peak towers over the pass.

Our small team sipping hot tea at the Thorong La pass - the first pass, one of many more to come.

Looking west from the Thorong La Pass to the Dhaulagiri Himal. Dhaulagiri II is the large pyramidal peak in the background and Tukche Peak is the highest one of the three smaller peaks. The Dhampus Pass is visible directly below Dhaulagiri II. We cr… — Looking west from the Thorong La Pass to the Dhaulagiri Himal. Dhaulagiri II is the large pyramidal peak in the background and Tukche Peak is the highest one of the three smaller peaks. The Dhampus Pass is visible directly below Dhaulagiri II. We crossed the Dhampus Pass in 2017 during the Dhaulagiri Circuit trek in less than ideal conditions.

Dhaulagiri II 7,751m and the Dhampus Pass. See The Dhaulagiri Circuit Trek for more photos of these mountains.

Ascending Thorong La Pass from the west. You get a better view of the Thorong Peak from this angle.

The massive Dhaulagiri I 8,167m from the trail between the pass and Muktinagh.

Tukche Peak and the Dhampus Pass. See The Dhaulagiri Circuit Trek .

Looking west from the descent from Thorong La pass. The village below is Jharkot. Unfortunately we did not have the time to explore it.

Looking back to the Thorong La pass. The pass is beyond the visible low point between the mountains. It is over 10km from the spot from which this photo was taken.

We could see the Upper Mustang from the trail from Thorong La Pass. Soon we would cross these dry hills and valleys!

The town of Muktinagh and the Dhaulagiri massif.

Muktinath is a Vishnu temple, sacred to both Hindus and Buddhists. It is located in Muktinath Valley at the foot of the Thorong La mountain pass in Mustang, Nepal. It is one of the world's highest temples (altitude 3,800 m).The prakaram (outer court… — Muktinath is a Vishnu temple, sacred to both Hindus and Buddhists. It is located in Muktinath Valley at the foot of the Thorong La mountain pass in Mustang, Nepal. It is one of the world's highest temples (altitude 3,800 m).
The prakaram (outer courtyard) has 108 bull faces through which water is poured. The sacred water that flows in 108 pipes around the temple complex denotes the sacred Pushkarini waters (Temple Tanks) from the 108 Sri Vaishnava Divya Desams, where devotees take their sacred bath even in freezing temperatures.

The waterway downstream from Muktinath along Kali Gandaki is the source of the Silas or Shaligrams that are required to establish a temple of Vishnu. It is considered to be one of the holiest places of pilgrimage for Hindus and Buddhists.It has 108 … — The waterway downstream from Muktinath along Kali Gandaki is the source of the Silas or Shaligrams that are required to establish a temple of Vishnu. It is considered to be one of the holiest places of pilgrimage for Hindus and Buddhists.
It has 108 water springs, a number that carries great significance in Hindu philosophy. As an example of the mystery surrounding the number 108, Hindu astrology mentions 12 zodiacs (or Rashi) and 9 planets (or Graha), giving a total of 108 combinations. 27 lunar mansions (or Nakshatras) are divided into four quarters (or Padas) each giving a combination of 108 Padas in total.

Hindu and Buddhist traditions claim this site to be the only place on Earth to host all five elements (fire, water, sky, earth and air) from which all material things in the universe are made.The riverbed of the Gandaki river has Shaligram stones th… — Hindu and Buddhist traditions claim this site to be the only place on Earth to host all five elements (fire, water, sky, earth and air) from which all material things in the universe are made.
The riverbed of the Gandaki river has Shaligram stones that are used to worship Lord Vishnu.
According to Sri Vaishnava philosophy, it is considered to be one of the most-sacred places of worship of Lord Vishnu

Dhaulagiri 1 and the Tibetan prayer flags

One of the sadhus in the temple in Mugtinagh. A sadhu is an holy man who pursues a sadhana or path of spiritual discipline. Usually, a sadhu is an ascetic who has renounced material attachments in order to practice yoga and meditation. The term in I… — One of the sadhus in the temple in Mugtinagh. A sadhu is an holy man who pursues a sadhana or path of spiritual discipline. Usually, a sadhu is an ascetic who has renounced material attachments in order to practice yoga and meditation. The term in Indian religions means to “accomplish.” Although the sadhu may not have accomplished the complete realization of spirit, he perseveres wholeheartedly in his spiritual pursuit.
Nevertheless, encountering temptations, a sadhu may fall from his noble spiritual calling. For example, spiritual pride may delude devotees for many lifetimes. Intellectual or spiritual doubts, fears, and self-involvement may also sway the sadhu in his path. Delusion itself, or the Satanic force, may arise in countless manifestations. But the sadhu who commits himself to overcoming ego limitations and attaining spirit will surely reach his end. As Paramhansa Yogananda said, “A saint is a sinner who never gave up.”

Go to Part 2 Kagbeni to Lo Mantang

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November 22, 2019

The Grand Mustang Circuit - Part 2: Kagbeni to Lo Mantang

Derek Boniecki

November 22, 2019

This section of the trek was particularly interesting from the cultural perspective. Numerous villages, each offering interesting sights and surroundings. The fantastic Tsarang and the historical walled city of Lo Mantang. Unfortunately our permit did not allow us to see all the signs so we had to choose the most interesting ones. There are 1,104 households in the Upper Mustang and 3,834 inhabitants. The highest number of foreign visitors to Upper Mustang was in 2014 (before the earthquake). 4,4146 foreigners visited Upper Mustang That year.

The town of Kagbeni (2,810m) is the beginning of Upper Mustang. You need a permit to go beyond Kagbeni. The permit costs $500 US and is valid for 10 days. Each additional day costs $50/day.The town is located in the Kali Gandaki valley. The Kali Gan… — The town of Kagbeni (2,810m) is the beginning of Upper Mustang. You need a permit to go beyond Kagbeni. The permit costs $500 US and is valid for 10 days. Each additional day costs $50/day.
The town is located in the Kali Gandaki valley. The Kali Gandaki Valley is the deepest valley in the world. It cuts the Himalaya Range between Annapurna I and Dhaulagiri I, both peaks being over 8,000m in height. You can see the Kag Choede Gompa on the right of the photo. The large mountain in the photo is Nilgiri North 7,061m which forms part of the Annapurna massif.

The Kali Gandaki Gorge and the Kag Choede Gompa in Kagbeni. The sanctuary was founded in 1429. It contains many old paintings and artefacts.

Fantastic location of the Kagbeni Gompa - it faces north and south the Kali Gandaki valley.

Kagbeni - a large old chorten at the entrance to the village.

The beautiful Kag Choede Gompa in Kagbeni. The ritual masks are used in various festivals held in the Gompa’s large courtyard.

The Bhavachakra, the Wheel of Life or Wheel of Becoming, is a mandala - a complex picture representing the Buddhist view of the universe. To Buddhists, existence is a cycle of life, death, rebirth and suffering that they seek to escape altogether. T… — The *Bhavachakra*, the Wheel of Life or Wheel of Becoming, is a *mandala* - a complex picture representing the Buddhist view of the universe. To Buddhists, existence is a cycle of life, death, rebirth and suffering that they seek to escape altogether. The Wheel is divided into five or six realms, or states, into which a soul can be reborn. It is held by a demon or a god of death. Around the rim are depicted the twelve stages of dependent origination. The outer wheel depicts a blind man or woman (representing ignorance); potters (formation); a monkey (consciousness); two men in a boat (mind and body); a house with six windows (the senses); an embracing couple (contact); an eye pierced by an arrow (sensation); a person drinking (thirst); a man gathering fruit (grasping); a couple making love (becoming); a woman giving birth (birth); and a man carrying a corpse (death).
At the center of every Wheel of Life are a cock, a snake and a pig, which represent greed, anger and ignorance. In Buddhism, greed, anger (or hate) and ignorance are called the "Three Poisons" because they poison whoever harbors them. These are the forces that keep the Wheel of Life turning, according to the Buddha's teaching of the Second Noble Truth.

The village of Chusang (2,980m). Chusang is an interesting old village consisting of a walled, enclosed structure that looks like a fort. It is in fact a conglomeration of houses tightly packed together to protect from the vicious winds that blow th… — The village of Chusang (2,980m). Chusang is an interesting old village consisting of a walled, enclosed structure that looks like a fort. It is in fact a conglomeration of houses tightly packed together to protect from the vicious winds that blow through the valley every afternoon. The wind reaches speeds of 100km/hr and can blow small stones like bullets.

The Kali Gandaki River and fantastic rock formations surrounding the village of Chusang. The Kali Gandaki valley is the source of shaligrams, spherical, black-coloured Ammonoid fossils of the Devonian-Cretaceous period which existed from 400 to 66 m… — The Kali Gandaki River and fantastic rock formations surrounding the village of Chusang. The Kali Gandaki valley is the source of shaligrams, spherical, black-coloured Ammonoid fossils of the Devonian-Cretaceous period which existed from 400 to 66 million years ago. The fossils are a representation of the Hindu god Vishnu and the Hindu Universal Principle. The Universal Principle is the Ultimate Reality in the universe. In major schools of Hindu philosophy, it is the material, efficient, formal and final cause of all that exists.

The harvest in the village of Chusang. Somewhere below is the missing key keeper for the temple of Mentsi Lhakhang (see below).

From Chusang, we hiked to an interesting village of Tetang (3,040m). It is another walled village with a large monastery that was unfortunately closed. We also walked by a cave temple of Mentsi Lhakhang that was also closed. The man with the key was… — From Chusang, we hiked to an interesting village of Tetang (3,040m). It is another walled village with a large monastery that was unfortunately closed. We also walked by a cave temple of Mentsi Lhakhang that was also closed. The man with the key was working in the fields and was unavailable. This sanctuary is over 1000 years old. I got to see part of it but the main hall holding the most ancient artefacts was closed. I quickly realized that each village has a gompa or a place of interest that is usually closed. One needs to locate the key keeper to gain access. This is not always easy.

The Buddhist society of Upper Mustang is divided into groups comparable to the castes of Hindu culture. The occupational castes (the lowest) comprise blacksmiths, butchers and musicians. The highland nomads called the Dokpa take a slightly higher st… — The Buddhist society of Upper Mustang is divided into groups comparable to the castes of Hindu culture. The occupational castes (the lowest) comprise blacksmiths, butchers and musicians. The highland nomads called the Dokpa take a slightly higher status. The middle class consists of the Phalwa who call themselves Gurung.The highest class is the Kudakpa and it includes the nobility and the royal family of Lo.

The walled village of Tetang can be seen on the hill in the distance. Surprisingly, only 5 families live there.

The village of Chele (3,100m). The road in the photo leads to the first pass of Bhena La 3,840m. The trail between Chele and Syangboche passes by the Rangchyung Cave Chorten (Chyungsi Cave). We wanted to see it and took the detour to reach it. It wa… — The village of Chele (3,100m). The road in the photo leads to the first pass of Bhena La 3,840m. The trail between Chele and Syangboche passes by the Rangchyung Cave Chorten (Chyungsi Cave). We wanted to see it and took the detour to reach it. It was the longest day of the entire trek and involved the most climbing over 3 passes.

On the road from Chele. Since it is an actual road, we were passed by jeeps and motorcycles on their way to Lo Mantang kicking up enormous clouds of fine dust. Thankfully it was only in the morning as the jeeps leave Jomsom (where tourists arrive by… — On the road from Chele. Since it is an actual road, we were passed by jeeps and motorcycles on their way to Lo Mantang kicking up enormous clouds of fine dust. Thankfully it was only in the morning as the jeeps leave Jomsom (where tourists arrive by plane from Pokhara) early for a long drive north. After a couple of hours we left the road behind and did not see it until Lo Mantang.

The Annapurna Himalayan range from Bhena La (3,830m). On the left you can see Tilicho Peak (above Tilicho Lake) and to the right of it, Nilgiri North.

Looking east from the Bhena La Pass to the Terlila Pass. We crossed the snowy mountains on the horizon through the Terila Pass (5,600m) several days later.

The Annapurna Himalaya from the Bhena La Pass. Thorong La pass is on the left of the photo.

On the way to Rangchyung cave we had to cross two more passes of 4,000m. It was the longest day of the trek so far. The nature of the terrain necessitates a lot of climbing!

Respite from climbing! A 50m stretch of flat trail.

The Roc Noir of the Annapurna Range from one of the passes en route to the Rangchyung cave. The ridge from Roc Noir connects to Annapurna I which can be seen on the right upper part of the photo.

The canyon-land on the way to the Rangchyung cave.

The Rangchyung Cave (Chyungsi cave) is located at an altitude of 3,900m. The cave temple is said to be founded in the 8th century by a Tibetan mystic Padmasambhava who used the cave for meditating. The centre of the cave is dominated by a natural pi… — The Rangchyung Cave (Chyungsi cave) is located at an altitude of 3,900m. The cave temple is said to be founded in the 8th century by a Tibetan mystic Padmasambhava who used the cave for meditating. The centre of the cave is dominated by a natural pillar rock with images of Buddha painted on it. A natural ambulatory leads around the rock to the naturally formed image of an Indian Guru Atisa.

The chortens built into the natural rock pillar inside the cave.

The monk and the temple custodian of the Chyungsi cave has lived here for the past 10 years. The cave, in addition to the main sanctuary, is divided into various rooms and areas. One room is used for reading, praying and meditations. There is also a… — The monk and the temple custodian of the Chyungsi cave has lived here for the past 10 years. The cave, in addition to the main sanctuary, is divided into various rooms and areas. One room is used for reading, praying and meditations. There is also a kitchen area and storage. The monk in the photo is from Tibet and does not speak Nepali or English. We were welcomed by tea and fresh apples! He gets his supplies from the locals and occasionally from his family in Tibet. He was very gracious and showed us around.

On the way from Chyungsi cave to Syabgboche (3,773m) we had to pass through a narrow canyon that blocked all sunlight.

The trail between Syangboche and Ghemi (3,520m) crosses yet another 4,000m pass.

The village of Ghemi (3,520m). The pillar shaped rocks behind the village are dotted with caves. We explored them the following day.

The roofs of Ghemi with the Damodar Himal on the horizon. The Damodar Himal is located north of the Annapurna Range and is relatively little visited compared to the main trekking areas of Nepal.The locals pile the wood on the edges of roofs for deco… — The roofs of Ghemi with the Damodar Himal on the horizon. The Damodar Himal is located north of the Annapurna Range and is relatively little visited compared to the main trekking areas of Nepal.
The locals pile the wood on the edges of roofs for decoration, for wood storage purposes and as a wind breaker.

Old caves above Ghemi. We spent an afternoon exploring them. The cliffs are rather dangerous as the loose rocks dislodge with regular frequency. We spotted many Himalayan vultures that nest in the old caves. They were checking as out as a potential … — Old caves above Ghemi. We spent an afternoon exploring them. The cliffs are rather dangerous as the loose rocks dislodge with regular frequency. We spotted many Himalayan vultures that nest in the old caves. They were checking as out as a potential source of food.

Inaccessible caves high on the cliff. Most of the caves in Mustang bear testimony of prehistoric settlers. Little is known of their origin and life. The Tibetan and Ladakhi chronicles have mentioned Lo (the kingdom of Mustang) since the 7th century … — Inaccessible caves high on the cliff. Most of the caves in Mustang bear testimony of prehistoric settlers. Little is known of their origin and life. The Tibetan and Ladakhi chronicles have mentioned Lo (the kingdom of Mustang) since the 7th century AD. The carbon dating of some the caves has dated their origin to 3000 years BC.

Ghemi and the Damodar Himal. Terlila pass can be seen on the left of the photo.

In Ghemi. Marriage of women with two or more brothers in order to avoid the splitting up the family’s farmland and livestock herd is still practiced in some villages including Ghemi.

We stayed at the Royal Mustang Teahouse in Ghemi. The teahouse belongs to a relative of the Mustang Royal Family. His house is quite old and has an attached private chapel. While there, the monks from nearby gompa were performing a puja ceremony tha… — We stayed at the Royal Mustang Teahouse in Ghemi. The teahouse belongs to a relative of the Mustang Royal Family. His house is quite old and has an attached private chapel. While there, the monks from nearby gompa were performing a puja ceremony that lasted an entire day. A puja is a special ceremony in which prayers are offered to the Buddha to request their blessings or invoke their help. Pujas are performed to avert and clear the three types of obstacles which arise due to the lack of merit, which prevent us from achieving our worldly and spiritual goals. Removing these obstacles will help us to achieve happiness and good fortune in all our activities. The three obstacles are: Worldly obstacles - affecting our day to day life, relationships, business, and finances. Inner obstacles - affecting mental and physical health in the form of strong emotions, confusion, and associated physical problems. Secret obstacles - obstructing the attainment of wisdom, experienced as difficulties in Dharma practice (to practice Dharma means to apply Buddha's teachings in your daily life).

Reciting prayers during the puja ceremony.

Sacred texts stored at the private chapel in Ghemi.

The Ghemi Gompa. After a long search we located the key keeper who took us inside the little temple. The small grey chorten to the left of the man in the photo is the most interesting artefact.

The murals inside the Ghemi Gompa. On the left is the Tibetan wheel of life.

One of the friendly locals. Note his pendent. It is the Dzi stone (pronounced Zee). Dzi is a Tibetan word used to describe a patterned bead, usually agate, of mainly oblong, round, cylindrical or tabular shape pierced lengthwise called Heaven's Bead… — One of the friendly locals. Note his pendent. It is the Dzi stone (pronounced Zee). Dzi is a Tibetan word used to describe a patterned bead, usually agate, of mainly oblong, round, cylindrical or tabular shape pierced lengthwise called Heaven's Bead (tian zhu) in Chinese.
“The meaning of the Tibetan word "Dzi" translates to "shine, brightness, clearness, splendour". The beads originate in the Tibetan cultural sphere and can command high prices and are difficult to come by. They are found primarily in Tibet, but also in neighbouring Bhutan, Ladakh and Sikkim. Shepherds and farmers pick them up in the grasslands or while cultivating fields. Because dZi are found in the earth, Tibetans cannot conceive of them as man-made. Since knowledge of the bead is derived from oral traditions, few beads have provoked more controversy concerning their source, method of manufacture and even precise definition. This all contributes to making them the most sought after and collectable beads on earth.
Dzi stones are said to do a number of things. Some protect its wearer from negative energies or accidents, some attract wealth or wisdom, while others might bring you love and happiness.
One thing to remember concerning these curious little stones is this, a Dzi stone may repel things, but it also can store them. When a negativism comes at you, your stone may block it or absorb it. They can also give very positive energies to you, while absorbing a bit of your energy in the process. In other words, a bit of them goes into you and a bit of you will go into them”.

Looking back to the trail we walked on to get to Ghemi, The Annapurna Himal is further away,

On the way between Ghemi and Dhakmar, we passed by spectacular red cliffs full of caves. We decided to stop and explore some of the caves as they looked more accessible and safer than the ones around Ghemi.

Spectacular scenery on the way to Dhakmar.

The caves in the red cliffs above Dhakmar (3,820m)

The ancient cave complex. One would need ropes or really high ladders to access them.

The path from Dhakmar village to Tsarang climbs to a 4,000m pass.

From Dhakmar we traversed the high sandstone formations to get to Tsarang. The trail looked impassible until one rounded a corner and the path revealed itself. This part of the trek was very spectacular.

We ascended to yet another 4,000m pass between Dhakmar and Tsarang. The view of the red cliffs and rock formations was quite impressive.

The view from the pass between Dhakmar and Tsarang looking north-east.

From the pass we could see the north-east wall of Annapurna 1 towering above the Great Barrier (the glaciated white ridge). This view is not visible from the Tilicho Lake or any other location closer to the mountain. We are now more than 60km away f… — From the pass we could see the north-east wall of Annapurna 1 towering above the Great Barrier (the glaciated white ridge). This view is not visible from the Tilicho Lake or any other location closer to the mountain. We are now more than 60km away from Annapurna. There is a short trek to the west side of Annapurna 1.

Tsarang and its incredible backdrop. Notice the red Gompa on the right side of the photo and the old palace on the centre of the photo.

The royal palace and the monastery of Tsarang. Out of all places in Mustang, I wanted to visit Tsarang the most mainly because of the gompa and its spectacular location. It did not disappoint!

The chorten in front of the Thubten Shedrup Dhargyeling monastery of Tsarang. The monastery was founded in the 16th century and has 60 resident monks of various ages. There is a monastic school next to the monastery. The monks come from Mustang, oth… — The chorten in front of the Thubten Shedrup Dhargyeling monastery of Tsarang. The monastery was founded in the 16th century and has 60 resident monks of various ages. There is a monastic school next to the monastery. The monks come from Mustang, other areas of Nepal and even Tibet.

The main prayer hall of the Tsarang monastery. It is not a museum but a functioning religious institution and one needs to ask for a key and a guidance of one of the monks to see the inside of the building. The wall paintings date to the 16th centur… — The main prayer hall of the Tsarang monastery. It is not a museum but a functioning religious institution and one needs to ask for a key and a guidance of one of the monks to see the inside of the building. The wall paintings date to the 16th century. Unfortunately some parts of the monastery are left in ruins and are used as storage for building materials.

The roof of the Tsarang monastery. The eight-spoked wheel represents the first turning of the dharma wheel by the Buddha. The male and female deer on the right and left represent the male and female disciples who one-pointedly enjoy and take pleasur… — The roof of the Tsarang monastery. The eight-spoked wheel represents the first turning of the dharma wheel by the Buddha. The male and female deer on the right and left represent the male and female disciples who one-pointedly enjoy and take pleasure in listening to the teachings of the holy dharma.
The interior eight spokes represent the moral conduct of discipline from among the Three Trainings. The intermediate eight spokes represent the training in wisdom and the noble eight-fold path. The outer eight spokes represent the training in meditative concentration.
The entirety of the Buddha’s teachings are contained within the Three Trainings and noble eight-fold path. The pair of deer represent skillful means and wisdom, and based upon the unity of skillful means and wisdom, buddhahood can be attained.

The view from the roof of the Tsarang monastery. Soon we will cross the mountains on the horizon. The Terila Pass is on the left of the photo. The Thorogla Pass that we already crossed on on the right.

The town of Tsarang. The chorten in the village is one of the biggest in Upper Mustang.

The view of the gorge next to the monastery of Tsarang.

Thubten Shedrup Dhargyeling monastery of Tsarang against the spectacular backdrop of the Himalaya.

The main prayer hall of the Tsarang monastery.

The Royal Palace (mostly in ruins after the 2015 earthquake) and the Tsarang monastery.

The spectacular location the Tsarang monastery with the Annapurna mountain range on the horizon. This is the view I was hoping to see!

Tsarang monastery, Tilicho Peak and Nilgiri Peak.

The Sumda Chorten is half way between Tsarang and Lo Mantang. The mountains of Thorogla Pass (see Part 1) are right above it.

The road between Tsarang and Lo Mantang, the capital of Mustang. The mountains on the horizon are part of the Mustang Himal and form the border with Tibet. The mountains are all over 6000m in height.

The LoLa Pass 4,000m between Tsarang and Lo Mantang.

The view from LoLa Pass towards Chosar. The area north of Lo Mantang is called Chosar and has many old caves, cave monasteries and old villages. It is only a short distance from the Tibetan border. Apparently you need a special permit to go there bu… — The view from LoLa Pass towards Chosar. The area north of Lo Mantang is called Chosar and has many old caves, cave monasteries and old villages. It is only a short distance from the Tibetan border. Apparently you need a special permit to go there but no one asked for it.

The incredible rock formations around Lo Mantang.

The walled city of Lo Mantang seen from Lola Pass. The city is located at an altitude of 3,840m. Its fame is mainly attributable to its remote location and inaccessibility. It reminded me of Timbuktu in Mali. Equally difficult to get to and has many… — The walled city of Lo Mantang seen from Lola Pass. The city is located at an altitude of 3,840m. Its fame is mainly attributable to its remote location and inaccessibility. It reminded me of Timbuktu in Mali. Equally difficult to get to and has many treasures that are not evident at the first glance.

The now deceased King of Lo, Jigme Palbar Bista. Mustang was once an independent kingdom, although closely tied by language and culture to Tibet. From the 15th century to the 17th century, its strategic location granted Mustang control over the trad… — The now deceased King of Lo, Jigme Palbar Bista. Mustang was once an independent kingdom, although closely tied by language and culture to Tibet. From the 15th century to the 17th century, its strategic location granted Mustang control over the trade between the Himalayas and India. At the end of the 18th century the kingdom was annexed by Nepal and became a dependency of the Kingdom of Nepal since 1795.

The chortens and prayer wheels at the entrance to the city of Lo Mantang.

Byams-pa Lhakhang is the oldest temple in Lo Mantang founded in 1447. It is home to the incredible collection Mandala paintings (the best and most impressive I have ever seen). A mandala is a symbolic picture of the universe. It can be a painting on… — Byams-pa Lhakhang is the oldest temple in Lo Mantang founded in 1447. It is home to the incredible collection Mandala paintings (the best and most impressive I have ever seen). A mandala is a symbolic picture of the universe. It can be a painting on a wall or scroll, created in coloured sands on a table, or a visualisation in the mind of a very skilled adept.
The mandala represents an imaginary palace that is contemplated during meditation. Each object in the palace has significance, representing an aspect of wisdom or reminding the meditator of a guiding principle. The mandala's purpose is to help transform ordinary minds into enlightened ones and to assist with healing.
The Tibetan mandala contains deities, with the principal deity in the centre of the pattern. The deities who reside in the palace embody philosophical views and serve as role models.

The courtyard of the Byams-pa Lhakhang gompa. The door to the lower sanctum was closed and only the upper gallery was open.

Lazy afternoon in the centre of Lo Mantang.

Two large prayer wheels at the entrance to Lo Mantang

Lo Mantang was very quiet. Apparently many locals leave the town for winter and go to Pokhara or Kathmandu. They return in the spring.

The Shakya Chyodi Gompa - founded in 1710 and known as “the new gompa”.

The impressive image of the Maitreya Buddha. The temple is also known as the Mandala Temple of Lo Mantang. The walls are painted with 47 magnificent mandalas some of which date back to 15th century. The mandalas are undergoing extensive restoration … — The impressive image of the Maitreya Buddha. The temple is also known as the Mandala Temple of Lo Mantang. The walls are painted with 47 magnificent mandalas some of which date back to 15th century. The mandalas are undergoing extensive restoration work by an Italian restorer Luigi Fieni who worked with restoration of the Sistine Chapel in the Vatican.

The massive statues of the Thubchen Lhakhang, the biggest assembly hall in Mustang. The height of the hall is 7.6 meters. The hall is very immersive and on entrance the massive pillars look like a forest.

The murals of the Thubchen Lhakhang temple. The murals are undergoing restoration.

The entrance to the Thubchen Lhakhang temple with massive pillars and statues in the back of the temple.

Large shortens inside the walled city of Lo Mantang.

North of Lo Mantang on the way to Chosar.

Large chorten between Lo Mantang and the cave monastery of Nyiphu.

Near Garphu, the Mustang Range dominates the horizon. The peaks are around 6,000m in height. There is some remote trekking in the range.

Jhong Cave complex. It is around 3,000 years old. One can explore the caves by series of ladders and narrow passages. There is, unfortunately, not much to see inside but the view from the cave complex is spectacular!

The view from one of the caves of the Jhong Cave complex.

Nyiphu Gompa built into the side of a mountain. It is also known as “the cave of the sun”. The monastery dates back to 16th century.

The interior of the Nyiphu temple. The old murals are badly damaged from the smoke from butter lamps.

The view of the Nyiphu temple and the monastic school.

The large cave complex of Gharphu. Unfortunately all caves and temples were closed and the key keeper was impossible to find. It would take a good part of the day to locate the key keeper and explore various caves int he area.

One of many caves that would be fascinating to explore

Go to Part 3 Lo Mantang to Terila Pass

Derek Boniecki

November 21, 2019

The Grand Mustang Circuit - Part 3: Lo Mantang to TeriLa Pass

Derek Boniecki

November 21, 2019

This part of the trek took us to more remote part of Mustang and more spectacular. We left Mustang by ascending the remote Terla Pass. The pass is 40km from the last village in Mustang and 40km from Naar. It takes between 6 to 8 days to cross this pass between the two villages. There is an alternative route further north through the Saribung pass. The route requires glacier crossing for which we did not have proper equipment. The Saribug Pass route is of the same distance and ends in the village of Phu. The Saribung Pass is 400m higher from our maximum elevation reached.

See the Teri La Page with Annotations and Maps on www.Himalaya-Info.org

The walkway in the sky! We followed this trail at the altitude of 4100m. The views were quite incredible.

The village of Dhi is below us at the elevation of 3390m. From Dhi we ascended the valley of Puyung River to Yara.

The Puyung River valley is full of Saligrams. We spent a few hors looking for the fossils and found a boat load! Some of them were quite spectacular.

As we ascended the Puyung River valley the cliffs got higher and the canyon became narrower.

As we approached Yara, the magnificent organ pipes (over 100m tall) came into view. There were numerous caves carved into the pillars. I wish we had more time to explore them further.

The surroundings of the Yara village are quite unique.

From Yara we ventured further up the valley to explore some famous cave temples. We passed the village of Ghara along the way.

The Luri Gompa and Luri Monastary (4060m)

The Luri Gompa is built on top of the rocky outcrop like a birds nest. The gompa is also known as “the sanctuary of a white chorten”. There is an actual white chorten built inside the cave.

Old murals at the entrance to the cave temple.

The white chorten inside the cave temple. The paintings above the shorted date to 13th century.

The view from the Luri Cave to the Luri Nunnery.

The key keeper of the Luri Cave and Luri Nunnery. There are no permanent monks in the cave or the nunnery.

The Tashi Kabum Cave. The key has to be obtained from the Yara village and if one person takes it, no other people can visit at the same time/day. Thankfully, very few people venture out here.

The murals of the Tashi Kabum cave. The murals date to 13th century.

The 13th century painting of a monk in Tashi Kabum cave.

The valley around the Tashi Kabum cave is full of caves.

The cliffs of Yara. We had to climb to the top of the plateau and then traverse numerous river valleys to get closer to the trail to Teri La Pass.

Looking down from the plateau above Yara.

for a sense of scale notice the person standing on top of the cliffs.

Looking down to the Valley of Kali Gandaki.

As we walked towards Tange, the scenery became very impressive!

Mustang - looking south-west with Dhaulagiri 1 on the horizon.

Looking south from the trail to Tangey with Dhaulagiri 1 on the horizon.

The village of Tangey and the Terila Pass approach on the horizon above the village.

The magnificent chortens of the Tangey Village

Tangey 3240m. Terila Pass is 2.5km above us!

The biggest group of chortens in Mustang. There are 17 chortens in the group and numerous mani stones.

The gate chorten of the group. The murals inside the chorten date back to 15th century.

On the way to Terila Pass. We left the village of Tangey below.

As we got higher we could see the entire Upper Mustang below us.

Looking south with Dhaulagiri 1 on the horizon.

Looking back to where we came from - Upper Mustang and the mountains of Dolpo.

Camp 1 on the way to Terila Pass at 4000m

We camped close to the local herders with large number of goats.

The Dhaulagiri Himal and the herder’s camp below.

Scoping out the way to Terila Pass. We had to descend from his small pass only to reclimb the lost altitude plus more!

Between camp 2 and camp 3 on the way to Terila Pass at 5000m

Approaching the basecamp for the Terila Pass at 5000m

The basecamp for the Terila Pass at 5000m

The view from 5800m above the Terila Pass. The view from the hills above the pass was much more impressive. We could see all the way to Manaslu.

My inaccurate altimeter. Add another 160m.

Go to Part 4 Terila Pass to Chame via Naar and Kangla Pass

Derek Boniecki

November 20, 2019

The Grand Mustang Circuit - Part 4: Terila Pass to Chame via Naar and Kangla Pass

Derek Boniecki

November 20, 2019

This final part of the trek took us down from Terila Pass to the village fo Naar. The village of Naar has spectacular location and is culturally fascinating. I was lucky to attend a puja ceremony in the local gompa and a wedding between a man from Naar and a lady from Phu. These experiences allowed me to meet some friendly locals and learn about the local culture and customs. I really appreciated the hospitality and friendliness of the residents of Naar. It was a wonderful experience! We returned to our start point through the spectacular Kangla Pass with phenomenal views of the entire Annapurna range. We had great weather and visibility. Overall this trip was very different from the other treks i did in Nepal that were more Himalaya focused. This trek exceeded my highest expectations.

See here for a good report of Kang La Pass

The dry Domodar Himal, descending from Terila Pass

The Valley of Labtse Khola. We followed this river all the way to Naar.

After walking for 25km, we set up the first camp after the pass.

Walking from Terila Pass. It is 40km to Naar along the Labtse Khola. .

The trek is very spectacular among the rugged mountains that feel remote and isolated.

Camp 2 on the way between Terila and Naar. Pisang Peak 6,091, a popular trekking peak, is on the horizon.

The village of Naar is across the bridge and 700m up the ridge.

We had to climb the ridge int he background to get to Naar.

The shape of the stupa represents the Buddha, crowned and sitting in meditation posture on a lion throne. His crown is the top of the spire; his head is the square at the spire's base; his body is the vase shape; his legs are the four steps of the l… — The shape of the stupa represents the Buddha, crowned and sitting in meditation posture on a lion throne. His crown is the top of the spire; his head is the square at the spire's base; his body is the vase shape; his legs are the four steps of the lower terrace; and the base is his throne.
Although not described in any Tibetan text on stupa symbolism, the stupa may represent the five purified elements:
The square base represents earth
The hemispherical dome/vase represents water
The conical spire represents fire
The upper lotus parasol and the crescent moon represent air
The sun and the dissolving point represent wisdom

The impressive chorten group before Naar.

I was lucky to attend the puja ceremony in this small chapel in Naar. The puja was held for prosperity and safety of Naar and is performed once a year.

According to the Tibetan Buddhism , ringing the holy bells and gongs have always been the matter of showing affection towards the “Buddha “ and all the Bodhisattvas (a person who is able to reach nirvana but delays doing so out of compassion in orde… — According to the Tibetan Buddhism , ringing the holy bells and gongs have always been the matter of showing affection towards the “Buddha “ and all the Bodhisattvas (a person who is able to reach nirvana but delays doing so out of compassion in order to save suffering beings). This is a ritual of accumulating positive karma. The bell is a representation of “wisdom”.

In ancient Sanskrit, the conch is known as Shankha meaning “a shell holding the sacred water.” Vedic myth says the conch appeared from the water after the great churning of the ocean. According to mainstream Buddhism and Hinduism, the conch shell i… — In ancient Sanskrit, the conch is known as Shankha meaning “a shell holding the sacred water.” Vedic myth says the conch appeared from the water after the great churning of the ocean. According to mainstream Buddhism and Hinduism, the conch shell is also associated with truthful speech and strength. Whilst the above meaning offered by mainstream religion is not wrong, it only reveals part of the truth. The spiral pattern at the tip of the conch shell represents the beginning of existence. The conch is made by nature, not man, & sounds in all directions, as do the teachings of the Buddha. Consequently, the conch is seen as a vehicle fearlessly proclaiming the truth of dharma in all directions. It is also seen as an emblem of power & authority & is thought to banish evil. A white conch shell was presented to Sakyamuni by the great sky god Indra.

Ancient trumpets made from human bones. Kangling — a trumpet made out of a human thigh-bone for use in Tibetan Buddhism rituals, such as Chod. The otherworldly sound of the instrument celebrates generosity and connection to other people and creatur… — Ancient trumpets made from human bones. Kangling — a trumpet made out of a human thigh-bone for use in Tibetan Buddhism rituals, such as Chod. The otherworldly sound of the instrument celebrates generosity and connection to other people and creatures in a world where life and death are intertwined. The femur of a criminal or a person who died a violent death is preferred. Alternatively, the femur of a respected teacher may be used. The kangling may also be made out of wood.
The kangling should only be used in chöd rituals performed outdoors with the chöd damaru and bell. In Tantric chöd practice, the practitioner, motivated by compassion, plays the kangling as a gesture of fearlessness, to summon hungry spirits and demons so that she or he may satisfy their hunger and thereby relieve their sufferings. It is also played as a way of cutting off of the ego.

I was also lucky to be included in the wedding in Naar. Being one of the very few tourists in the village I was invited by the groom’s family. It was a great way to experience the local culture and see the Naarians in the social setting,

The wedding created a lot of excitement among the neighbours. Notice the large turquoise stone worn by the ladies. All the ladies of Naar wear the large stone with the two corals. Tibetan Turquoise is most sought after by Nepalese and Tibetan peo… — The wedding created a lot of excitement among the neighbours. Notice the large turquoise stone worn by the ladies. All the ladies of Naar wear the large stone with the two corals. Tibetan Turquoise is most sought after by Nepalese and Tibetan people for its spiritual powers as well as its beauty. ... "Gyu" (pronounced "yu") is the name for Turquoise to the Tibetans, it is indigenous and they feel knowledge from the mineral comes from within the Turquoise and not through outside influences. To the ancient Tibetans- the final destination of much of the ancient Mediterranean's coral- the gem's auspicious red color made it highly esteemed as a charm against disease and danger. Besides its ability to bring luck and keep away calamities and the 'evil eye,' red coral was also considered a valuable harbinger of illness or poisoning, believed to pale in color if the wearer was ill or had even been exposed to illness or darken as the wearer began to recover.

During the festivities people were just coming and going all the time. I think the entire village was there at some point or another. It was interesting that I could stay, hang out, then leave and come back later.

The pile of wedding gifts for the young couple.

The fathers of the groom and the bride were placed at the head table.

The mother of the bride gives blessing and the symbolic khata scarf to the young couple. The khata symbolizes purity and compassion. Its main colour is white, symbolizing the pure heart of the giver, though it is also quite common to find yellow-go… — The mother of the bride gives blessing and the symbolic khata scarf to the young couple. The khata symbolizes purity and compassion. Its main colour is white, symbolizing the pure heart of the giver, though it is also quite common to find yellow-gold, blue and red khata as well in Tibet. They are often placed around the necks of statues and hung on the top of Thangka paintings. It is an ancient custom to bring a Khata when visiting a temple, shrine, guru, or teacher. This is a way of showing gratitude for the kindness of your teacher and the gems of their teachings.

Chang (the local fermented beer) and arak (hooch) were flowing freely from morning to night,

Presenting Khata scarf to the newlyweds. Tibetan people see khata as a very important gift, so offering Khata has its own ordination. People usually fold the khata into a double layer and hold it with two hands to offer. They usually bend 90 degree… — Presenting Khata scarf to the newlyweds. Tibetan people see khata as a very important gift, so offering Khata has its own ordination. People usually fold the khata into a double layer and hold it with two hands to offer. They usually bend 90 degrees and put their hands above their head when they offer to respected and honored people, such as the Buddha, a parent, teachers and elders. You can put the khata in their hands if giving it to a parent or elder. You can put it in front of the throne if it’s Buddha. If elders present Khata to young people, elders can put the Khata around the neck or on the hand of the young people.

Sitting at the men’s table and enjoying the arak.

The newlyweds. The guests placed the Khata around the bride and groom and also place money as a gift in front of them. An amount would be placed for the bride, the groom and their baby!

The fantastic village of Naar. It was very interesting and surprisingly not touristy, For example, there were no souvenirs being offered for sale anywhere. In fact, there were no shops in the village.

The mani stone. he Mani stone is the one of the most popular forms of prayer and ritual in Tibetan culture. It’s originally from Bon’s stone worship. They are intentionally placed along the roadsides and rivers or placed together to form a big stu… — The mani stone. he Mani stone is the one of the most popular forms of prayer and ritual in Tibetan culture. It’s originally from Bon’s stone worship. They are intentionally placed along the roadsides and rivers or placed together to form a big stupa, temple and mountain shapes. People also place the Mani stones along walls, as an offering to spirits of a place. The first word, Om, symbolizes the practitioner’s impure body, speech, and mind; it also symbolizes the pure exalted body, speech, and mind of a Buddha. Mani, meaning jewel, symbolizes the factors of method: altruistic intention to practice compassion and love.
Padme, meaning lotus, symbolizes wisdom. Purity must be achieved by an indivisible unity of method and wisdom, symbolized by the final syllable hum, which indicates indivisibility.
Thus the six syllables, om mani padme hum, mean that in dependence on the practice of a path which is an indivisible union of method and wisdom, you can transform your impure body, speech, and mind into the pure exalted body, speech, and mind of a Buddha.

The large group of stupas at the entrance to Naar.

Pisang Peak 6,091m and the stupas at the entrance to Naar.

The Psang Peak (left), the valley leading to Kangla Pass (centre) and Naar (right).

Trekking to the Kangla Pass basecamp from Naar. It is a short walk from Naar.

Our last view of Naar with the Kangru Himal looming above the valley.

Approaching the Kangla basecamp. A very clean khaki maintained by the village of Naar. It is located at an altitude of 4,620m making the trip to the pass shorter and more enjoyable.

The ridge of Yungregang Danda. The peaks of the ridge are only 500 - 600m above us.

The Kangla Himal seen from the Kangla Pass basecamp.

The Kangru Himal 6,981 on the left. Behind, Manaslu and Peak 29, on the right is Pisang Peak.

You can see Nemjung on the left. The Kangru Himal 6,981 on the left-centre. Behind, Manaslu and Peak 29, on the right is Pisang Peak.

The panoramic view from the Kangla Pass. The Annapurna Range dominates the view.

Looking west. On the left is the Annapurna Himal, on the right are the Chulu Peaks.

Lamjung Himal on the left and Annapurna II 7,937m.

On the left is Annapurna IV 7,525m, centre is Annapurna III 7,555m, next is Gangapurna 7,454m and on the right is Annapurna I 8,091m.

On the left is Annapurna III 7,555m, next is Gangapurna 7,454m and on the right is Annapurna I 8,091m. You can even see the very top of Machhapuchhre on the extreme left.

Our last dinner of the trek. Everyone was happy for the successful finish to our adventure.

Kangla Pass seen from he road between Chame and Manag.

Derek Boniecki

September 25, 2019

Kamchatka Trip Report

Derek Boniecki

September 25, 2019

July 31, 2019 Vladivostok

So it begins. I arrived in Vladivostok and moved through stark customs and passport control. I am officially in Russia!

The morning was gloomy with thick fog blanketing the city; somewhat fitting. First, I found the hotel and put my bags in the storage, as the official check-in time is 2pm. The city has a cool vibe to it. It is Russia so it looks European but the location is in far-east Asia. Vladivostok is the terminus of the trans Siberian railway so the old railway station is one of the main points of interest. At the railway station, there are many informative displays about the trans Siberian railway and the marker for the final mile 9,288km from Moscow placed by the old steam locomotive. Unfortunately most of the interesting displays are in Russian. From the railway station I walked to the main square and made my way to the WWII submarine that has been converted into a museum. It was $1.50 to get in and once through the gate, you can wander inside at will. The submarine was cramped inside with 4 torpedo bays adorned with Soviet era stars and really tight living quarters. Again, there were numerous interesting displays unfortunately only in Russian. Above the submarine museum was a massive memorial to solders that died during WWII. There were hundreds if not a few thousand names. All were young men.

During my wanderings I stumbled upon a gun shop selling machine guns, pistols and knifes. I bought a knife in case of a bear attack in Kamchatka. I did not have a bear spray and I was concerned about the possibility of a bear encounter especially during a night. I also relied on our guide’s assertion that he had a secret way of dealing with bears that did not involve knifes or sprays.

After a delicious meal of pelmeni and a beer in a local cafe, I made my way back to the marine terminal and met up with Dreena and Johnny who were signed up for a city walking tour. I joined the tour and it was actually very interesting. The young guide took us to spots that I would not have been able to find on my own such as the old China town that used to be full of opium dens. We also visited the museum of local history. The museum was very well done with very interesting displays of artifacts pre dating 1917, among other things. There were pictures of the Czechoslovakian Battalion participating in the Russian Civil War and instrumental in the lead-up to the killing of the Czar.

After parting ways with the tour and Dreena and Johnny, I found an old funicular and made my way to the observation hill from where I could see the 180-degree panorama of the city and the port. It was very interesting to see. The city was clean, had a nice mix of modern and old and overall it was very interesting. I enjoyed it very much.

I managed to get back to the marine terminal for the sail away and waived to Dreena until the ship turned around. From there, I went back to the hotel for a delicious dinner of Russian food and off to bed for a 3.45 am wakeup call for the morning flight to Pertopawlowsk- Kamchatsky.

August 1, 2019 Petropawlowsk-Kamchatsky

I got up at 3.45 am and took a taxi to the airport 1-hour drive from the city. The driver was very grumpy (maybe because it was such an early call). The airport is modern and comparable to any other modern airport in Europe or North America. The airline operating this route is called AURORA and it is a subsidiary of Aeroflot. All in all it was a very smooth flight with good service, cramped seat notwithstanding. During the 3.5-hour flight I sat next to a Polish guy who was on his way to Kamchatka to do some fishing for 6 days. He paid $3,500 euro for a 6-day fishing trip! It is also a very long way to go from Poland for 6 days.

On the approach to land in Petropawlosk-Kamchatsky (PK) we had fantastic views of the Avachynski Volcano and the green fields along the coast of Kamchatka. The top of the volcano was sticking above the clouds and it was all very exciting for me. I was very excited to be finally in Kamchatka. I wanted to visit Kamchatka since I was a kid and it was always an impossible dream. Based on my first impression, Kamchatka seemed wild and vast – my kind of place.

The airport in Petropawlowsk-Kamchatsky is both civilian and military. I could see many military planes as we were taxing to the arrival gate. PK is famous for the large nuclear submarine port of the Pacific fleet of the Russian Navy. I presume that this is one of the reasons for the large presence of many military jets at the airport.

The arrival area of the PK airport is situated inside a blue greenhouse-like structure, which apparently is a great improvement from a few years before, when the passengers had to collect their bags in the open (rain, snow or sunshine).

After collecting my backpack I met Evgeny our guide. Evgeny is from Moscow but he spent the previous three weeks in Kamchatka guiding other tourists. Since we needed to wait for David, we ended up in a nearby café for some good borsch and coffee. David arrived an hour or so after me. He arrived from Moscow after a 10-hour flight. He had to deal with 11-hour time difference. Thankfully, I was already adjusted.

We drove from the airport to the city in one hour and it already looked different from Vladivostok: poorer, less developed reminiscent of a frontier town. There were some remains of old Siberian wooden houses intermixed with the brutalist Soviet architecture. The city is beautifully located among green hills on the shore of the picturesque Avacha Bay. It has a small port with a lot of fishing trawlers some of them in an advanced state of decay. David and I were tired but suffering from FOMO we went for a long walk around the “old” city by the bay. It felt surreal to be in Kamchatka as it seemed so remote. It did not register yet that I was finally in Kamchatka. We walked up to a small hill with nice view of the bay.

Evgeny told us that we had a 600km drive the following day to get to the start of our hike! I could not believe how far we had to drive. I was happy though that we would see so much of Kamchatka. The road that we would drive on is the only road in Kamchatka and we would cover 85% of its total length. The plan was to drive to the trailhead and camp before we would start walking the following day. Now all we needed was good weather!

It took some time to process where we were and what we were about to do. The place had a remote feel to it already and we were not even in the woods yet. In a local shaman/souvenir shop we saw a mounted brown bear with huge claws. This was the only bear that I want to see on this trip, as I would like to stay as far from them as possible. I hoped that Kamchatka bears did not fancy lava fields and volcanoes but prefer rivers full of fish.

August 2, 2019 Camp 1, 5 km

We got up at 8am to a cloudy and gloomy day. We had great breakfast with familiar foods. I really enjoy the Russian food as it reminds me of Poland. I feel certain familiarity and kinship with the people and the general surroundings. We had to wait until 9.30am for the car to take us on the 600km ride. Finally our driver Sergey showed up in a 4x4 Mitsubishi. First we went to a local bank as Evgeny had to do some business and then off for the “fun” day in the car. The drive was through a valley separating two main mountain ranges that run along Kamchatka coasts: the Central Range and the East Range. The weather cleared and we could admire great vistas of wild mountains and rivers. The scenery was reminiscent of Alaska and even Alberta in some places.

After we crossed the Kamchatka River, the last 35 km of the journey was on a progressively deteriorating forest track. The car was leaning 35 degrees or more. The feeling of remoteness was amplified and caused a slight anxiety in me. The place was very wild and remote! We stopped briefly and I opened the car door to be immediately surrounded by a cloud of buzzing mosquitoes. Sergey continued with full confidence entertaining Evgeny with numerous stories about the region, volcanoes, history etc. He was very talkative and had a wealth of knowledge about the region. He worked as a hydrologist in the Tolbachik area during the 70s and 80s. Once the Soviet system collapsed, he lost his job and started a car rental company with driving people like us as a side gig. He knew all the forest roads from his days in the field. He said that all the tracks were developed by the forest industry that was dominant in this region during the Soviet days. The loggers would transport tree trunks to the coast along the Kamchatka River. The logging in the 70 and 80 basically destroyed the old growth forest of this part of Kamchatka. I understood more than 60% of what he said and got the general gist of his stories. Since neither Evgeny nor David talked much, I was happy for Sergey’s company.

As we progressed uphill through the thick taiga towards our final destination, the massive bulk of the Tolbachik Volcano came into view. I got quite excited about the prospect of hiking on it and forgot about the remoteness and possible problems.

We were lucky with the weather and arrived at the camp in blue skies and sunshine about 4.30pm. We set up camp and were immediately surrounded by clouds of mosquitos. They did not bite too much but became annoying more than anything. The bulky Tolbachik Volcano was very close and we could see its conical summit covered in snow and ice. We took a 5km walk to the hills above the camp to get a better view of the surrounding landscape. We could see the other large volcanoes in the distance but the Tolbachik stole the show. It looked beautiful in the setting sun with low light illuminating the glaciers.

August 3, 2019 Camp 2, 9.50 km

I just got back from watching a giant Grizzly bear (or as they call them here, brown bear) circle our camp. First, the bear appeared above the camp checking us out. As he disappeared behind the bushes, we climbed a little hill for a better view and watched him eating berries a few hundred meters away. He was a giant bear with a square snout – nothing I would care to see much closer. Earlier in the day, along our hike to the camp, we saw the shaking dugs of another bear as he was running away from us. Thankfully he was running in a right direction – away from us.

But back the beginning of the day. We got up early at 6am as the rowdy group of Russians was making a racket. They arrived the night before and also made a lot of noise with their giant Kamaz roaring its engine right above our tent! David was not amused and had he spoke Russian he would have set the Russian ladies straight! I would love to see that! An Englishman vs. the team of field-hardened Russian women with bear hands! Guess the outcome!

We had breakfast under a canopy in the rain, packed up and hit the trail. The pack was heavy (30kg) and we had to climb uphill right from the start. We were walking in a fog with limited visibility. We did not have to walk far and after running into the bear we came to a ridge, which we descended to camp 2.

When we arrived at the camp 2 at 10.30 am, a group of 20 Russians was already there drying from the rain. They arrived from the opposite direction and it was their second last day of the trip. As soon as we arrived and set up our tents it started to rain heavily and continued for a few hours until 4 pm. The open shelter was very crowded because of the rain as there was nowhere else to hide.

Some of the members of the Russian group were foraging mushrooms and dwarf pinecones. They made a large pot of mushroom soup. The cones are used for medicinal purposes by boiling them and mixing them with alcohol.

My tent was holding up surprisingly well in the heavy rain. I hoped for good weather as we were hoping to see the views. This was why we came here after all. We were anticipating the following day to be difficult, as we had to walk for 16-20km with heavy packs.

August 3, 2019 Camp 3, 18 km low cloud, wind, cold – no rain

Today was the first day of real walking – 18km with a big pack. Every little thing weighs and it all adds up to the heavy load. We split the food for 10 days 3 ways: cans of pashtet, macaroni, rice, kasha, etc. There is nothing freeze-dried and no one here seems to use this type of foods to save weight. Our typical evening meal was rice, macaroni or kasha with canned fish, meat or peas.

We walked out of the camp with the Volcano Tolbachik visible in the distance. The view made for a fine backdrop. We could even see the steaming Bezimienny far above the low clouds for a while. Soon, we started walking on old lava fields with wonderful green moss covering black lava rocks. The black sand, green moss and the white of the volcano made for fantastic contrast. We walked among frozen towers of old lava that looked like a Salvador Dali painting. The trail climbed and dropped a lot. We stopped at a small slot canyon and made a quick detour to check it out. Unfortunately we could not descend into the canyon as it was filled with the rain runoff.

We crossed a large plateau dotted with remains of an old lava filed. The wind picked up and it got rather cold so sitting and resting became unpleasant. We could see the rain falling in the distance but it never got close to us. After crossing the never-ending plateau, we followed a small river to a pass that took us to the basecamp for the volcano Bezimienny.

The basecamp is located by an old 1960s hut built by the Russian Academy of Science. This hut was constructed to study the volcano Bezimienny after its explosive eruption in the late 1950s. It has been abandoned and is now used as a shelter by trekking groups. It is rather dilapidated but provides a welcome shelter from the frequent wind and rain. The weather today was much better than the day before – it did not rain, it was only very windy and cold. When we arrived at the hut, we had the place to ourselves so we decided to sleep inside. Soon after though, a large group of Russians arrived with some shady guys that gave us an evil eye for sleeping inside the shelter.

We met a gregarious fellow from the UK who was a member of the large Russian group. He was teaching English in Yakuck and came to Kamchatka on his vacation. He described a trip that he took back around Yakuck to the famous basalt towers of the river Lena: 5 hours in a bumpy bus, 10 minutes for the photo of the towers, and then 5 hours in the bumpy bus back to Yakuck. We all shared a laugh.

For the Russians, Kamchatka is like Alaska for the Americans. The Russians come here from all over Russia. It is surprising how few of them can speak English. They are mostly young and well to do to be able to come here yet they do not know English well or at all.

The evening was clear with a beautiful sunset boding well for tomorrow’s planned ascent of the Bezimienny Volcano.

August 4, 2019 Camp 4, 18km, ascent of 1200m

We got up at 5am, had quick breakfast of instant porridge and departed for the volcano. There was no wind and the sky was clear! We had perfect conditions. We followed an easy trail to a rim of the caldera at 2,800m. We had great views of the surrounding area along the way with great visibility for miles. The view got better the higher we climbed and it was exactly what I imagined Kamchatka to be like. Many volcanoes dotted the surrounding landscape. From where we were, a cluster of 3 large volcanoes dominated the view right across from us. To the right, the bulk of Tolbachik and Ostry Tolbachik towered above the never-ending plane we crossed the day before. We could see the entire distance covered so far and the distance we would walk for the following two days.

We spent 3 hours on the top admiring the views, flying the drone and taking it all in. The Bezimienny Volcano is active and the cloud of volcanic ash rose from the crater above us. The crater looked unstable, full of steaming vents and we did not want to chance an accident by walking on the crater’s floor. The cloud of ash partly obscured the view of the massive Volcano Kamen that towered for another 1500m above Bezimienny. The crater of Bezimenny had steep red walls surrounding it with a small dent in its defenses where we were standing. It was a scene from the time of creation.

After some hesitation, curiosity won and Evgeny descended to the bottom of the crater but returned quickly not wanting to chance an accident. Evgeny’s drone gave us a better view of the steaming crater and the surrounding volcanoes of Kamenny and Kluchewskaya that we could not see from where we were. It was absolutely fantastic! After 2 hours or so, the low clouds started to roll in and the curtain was dropping fast. We decided to descend and as we went down, the visibility decreased to 50m or so. We could not see any distinguishing features so we got slightly lost but soon regained the trail. When we descended below the clouds, we could see the hut and the tents of the Russian group. I was surprised that none of the Russians made it to the top in such perfect weather.

After a quick lunch, we left for the next camp as the Russian group was crowding us out.

We were tired but walked for 8 km to the next camp located on Marsove Pole. The Marsove Pole camp is very beautiful with wonderful vistas of all the volcanoes in the park. We set up our camp and cooked good dinner under the shelter. We had the entire place to ourselves until a small group of 3 friendly Russians arrived. The evening was spectacular with wonderful views of the volcanoes in the setting sun. I walked to a small spur behind the camp for great view of the Tolbachik Volcano and the extensive old lava fields.

We were amazed with the cleanliness of the trails, the shelters and the park in general. There was no garbage, or human waste. All the shelters were clean and tidy with no sign of vandalism of any kind. Despite the presence of large groups, everyone was very respectful of the others and the environment. We did not see one piece of garbage anywhere along the 100+ of the distance we covered.

August 6, 2019 Camp 5, 16 km

We got up at 5 am again to get to the Tolbachik pass early. The weather was clear again! Evgeny was very keen to fly the drone and set the pace at maximum. We were very lucky for this weather window. There was no wind and we had good visibility allowing us to appreciate and admire the magnificent surroundings of this unique place. From the top of the pass we had great views of the volcanoes Kamienny, Kluchewskaya and steaming Bezinienny in the raising sun. The 4700m high Kamienny was especially striking – steep and imposing. Right behind it was Kluchewskaya at 4900m it is the highest active volcano in the park and free of snow because of the heat (like the Bezimienny crater. When Evgeny descended into it, the rocks were hot). The views from the Tolbachik Pass were fantastic! We could see a panorama of the entire park with 14 major volcanoes dotting the landscape. We stayed there for an hour or so taking it all in.

We then walked towards a distant volcano with a plan to go no further than 10km for the day. We walked on hard snow for some distance and then on the green tundra in the middle of a huge valley. Along the way, we could admire the trio of high volcanoes in the rear view mirror. The valley we walked across was covered by thousands of beautiful and colorful flowers and it was very green but there was absolutely no water anywhere! We needed the water for cooking and could not camp without it. We could not find any water for another 13 km and had to walk much further than we planned. Finally we arrived at the base of the distant volcano that we saw from the pass and spotted a clear stream originating from the snow patch above.

When we arrived, the temperature was quite hot, the hottest day we experienced so far. We were also tired from the forced march that we did not anticipate and were not psyched for. The heat did not last though as the wind picked up and low clouds obscured all views. All the wonderful scenery that we saw disappeared. It is a pity that the weather here is so fickle…

August 7, 2019 Camp 6, 9.5 km Talud Campsite

Today we slept in as it was quiet and we did not have anyone sharing the camp with us. We had a good night sleep and got up at 8am. We had breakfast in the field in a wonderful setting with good clean water. The clouds came down even further overnight and we were now engulfed in a fog. After breakfast we hiked for two hours mainly down a long river channel filled with black sand and loose rocks. It drizzled a little but before we knew it, we were in the Talud campsite. We passed some people along the way but it does not seem customary to chitchat with the passers by.

At the Talud camp there is another dilapidated Russian Scientists’ hut from 40 years ago. The place has a creepy feel to it and I would not stay there after dark. I did not even want to enter it during the day. The hut also dates back to the Bezimienny eruption of 1957. The eruption was as large as the Krakatoa eruption and it was this event that started the scientific interest in this area.

The Talud camp is also besieged by thousands of mosquitoes. I could not see them all but I could hear their buzzing like a swarm of WWII airplanes waiting to attack.

Thankfully they do not bite too much. We had a relaxing afternoon here – time passed by quickly despite miserable weather. We made a nice fire and enjoyed each other’s company.

August 8, 2019 Tolbachik Basecamp, 12.5 km

We arrived in the Tolbachik campsite late afternoon in pissing rain. It rained all night and finally stopped in the morning. The MSR tent was holding amazingly well in constant rain and wind. We decided not to climb the Tolbachik Volcano as it was shrouded in a thick cloud. Some Russians made the effort only to return wet and deflated from the failed attempt.

Instead of climbing the volcano, we decided to explore the extensive eruption area that this place is famous for. The most recent eruption was in 2009 and 2012. It was one of the largest fissure eruptions in the world producing astronomical amount of lava.

We left early in the morning and as soon as we reached the first lava field it started to rain again. It was very windy and it rained for the entire time that we were in the eruption area. Without proper rain gear, it would have been very cold due to the strong wind.

The lava field is massive and very interesting. The lava has many shapes and colors and it looks like glass art or roots of a giant tree all twisted and roped. The colors are amazing: different shades of silver, grey, red, yellow and maroon. As it cooled, the lava formed into fantastic shapes and looks like frozen glass or glue. It is light in weight but extremely strong. We walked on large lava tubes and channels and I was afraid to break through and fall into the chasm. The lava is also very sharp and any fall would cut through skin like a razor. The lava that is close to an active area is yellowish or bright red in color. One can feel the heat radiating from the earth below. Some of the active areas on this field are over 100C hot and can burn skin if touched.

We went further afield to climb two volcanic cones from which the lava erupted during the 2009-2012 eruption. The cones were covered in light red pumice. The pumice is very light and good to walk on as it provides good traction. The range of shades of pumice was amazing: from bright red to fluorescent yellow. The colors were very vivid in the rain. At the top of the first crater there were many active vents and sulfur gases were coming out of the fissures in the rocks. This kaleidoscopic landscape was situated at the base of the massive Tolbachik Volcano covered in snow and ice making for striking contrast. It was truly amazing and fascinating to see. It was all very wild and untamed – raw nature that is still forming in front of us. All of this in the rain and wind – totally wild!

We then climbed to the top of the second massive crater. The crater was a huge gapping hole with steam of gas coming from its bottom. The colors of the rocks were amazing and very vibrant as well. The smell of carbon and sulfur was in the air despite the wind. I have never seen anything like this on such a massive scale in such a wild and remote setting. From the top of the crater we could see the distant volcano where we camped two days prior. The black field of lava extended as far as we could see.

On the way back we walked into a huge lava cave that seemed to extend for some distance. We did not walk very far as we did not bring a flashlight with us. We also looked for a hot lava cave that was somewhere in the area but we could not find it. We did find a lot of thermal areas some of them so hot that Evgeny burned his hand when he touched the rock.

After a few hours of exploring we were wet and cold and decided to return to the camp. During lunch a wicked wind suddenly picked up by making a loud punch to the roof of the shelter. I had to go back inside the tent to anchor it down, as I was afraid that it would get blown away by the wind. The poles of the tent started to fold with each gust all the way to the floor and I had to hold them up to prevent them from breaking. As the wind increased in intensity, I decided to move the tent behind the hut. As soon as I moved my tent, a group of Russians set up one of their large dining tents in the very spot that I vacated oblivious to the gale force wind. Needless to say, their tent did not survive the night.

August 10, 2019 20 km

During the night the gale force wind increased even more and eventually destroyed the entire campsite. The Russians were running like crazy chasing their tents all around the desolate campsite in the dark. All night long, the wind was twisting and pushing my MSR tent onto me. And I was sheltered behind the hut! The tents out in the open did not stand a chance including Evgeny’s. I could not sleep until 3am due to the noise from the wind although I was exhausted. I finally fell asleep after 3 am and I was up at 7 am.

After meager breakfast (we were running out of food), Evgeny and I returned to the active zone for more exploring. I was fascinated by the entire area and could spend hours just walking around. I was far more interested in exploring this area than in climbing the Tolbachik volcano that frankly looked like any other snowy mountain to me. During our exploration, the wind was still very strong but it did not deter us. We climbed the two large craters again and Evgeny flew his drone for wonderful areal photography. I was surprised that he could fly the drone in such strong wind. From the air, the area was even more magical than I could appreciate from the ground. After much exploring, we returned to the camp around noon.

After meager lunch consisting of a candy bar we walked for another 6km to the rendezvous point with our ride. The way to that spot passed though very desolate landscape of black sand and low calderas. I was apprehensive about our ride being there as we were very far away from the road and civilization. We finally arrived at the designated spot. Thankfully there was a shelter to hide from the wind and rain. Regardless, we were wet, tired and hungry. I started to get quite cold. To stay warm, I climbed to the top of a small volcano behind the shelter. It was quick and very enjoyable as the crater was also active and had many wonderfully colored rocks. The views from the top were also wonderful despite the low clouds and wind. I really like this landscape and find it very photogenic and intriguing. Along the way to the top, I could feel the heat of the earth through my boots and I could smell sulfur despite the wind.

Our plan was to meet up with Sergey, the driver at 3pm. He did not show up at 3pm and as the hours passed, we were getting concerned. We did not have any food left, there was no water nearby, we were tired and it was really miserable (cold and wet). We also had no way of communicating with the outside world. Our only other was to hitch a ride with one of the larger groups and take a bus back to Petropawlosk-Kamchatsky from the village of Kozierowsk 100km away.

Finally Sergey appeared at 7pm apologetic that the approach track was blocked by fallen trees, which he had to chainsaw to get through.

We packed up, got in the car and drove a short distance to the area called Dead Forrest. The area is not really dead as there are new trees all around and beautiful bushes of lupine everywhere. The contrast of green trees, black sand and purple flowers were quite striking.

As soon as we arrived, Sergey sprang into action: made a fire to keep the mosquitos away, cut wood for more fire, unpacked loads of baked salmon, malosolne, cold beer (!), and excellent samogon (the Russian hooch). We started to eat the delicious salmon and drink the beer and the hooch. Despite my good intentions, the hooch sent me back to the tent very quickly. I passed out and did not wake up until the next morning.

Well, this part of the trip was over. Mosquitoes, rain, hunger (never enough food as we could only carry so much), wonderful views, volcanic wonders, it was all part of the wild adventure in the vast and unforgiving land of Kamchatka. We walked well over 100km covering a large part of the Kluchewskaya National Park. The effort was totally worth it and it exceeded my wildest expectations. It is one of a few remaining wild and unique places in the world that exists despite the encroaching civilization. There are not many places like this left.

August 11, 2019 Drive from Tolbachik to Paratunka

Today we drove for 11 hours! After the hooch-fueled evening everyone was asleep until 8.30am so we did not start until 10 am. The morning was foggy and with the back sand of the volcanic desert, it looked bleak. We made a fire, brewed good cowboy coffee and ate the leftover salmon and rice from the previous evening.

On the way we stopped to help a stranded jeep in very muddy and almost impassable road. Then we turned into a barely-visible forest track known only to Sergey (we could not see it and thought that he was turning into the bushes). We drove through this overgrown track for an hour or so bulldozing our way across the new-grown taiga. We finally emerged onto a large river, crossed its main channel and then hit the main road 30kms beyond. We stopped at the Kamchatka River for our last view of the volcanic giants peaking from above the clouds. It was very beautiful and a great way to say goodbye to this wonderful place. Despite the fickle weather and hard work, I was sad to leave this special place.

We then had a few hours of driving to the village of Milkovo where we had borsch at the gas station and actually not too bad pastry. After, hours of driving to Petropawlosk. In PK we stopped at a local supermarket to stock up on food for our next leg of the trek. We also bought some beer from a dispensary in the store. The lady operating the dispensary pours beer to a large plastic bottle for $1 per litter! Cheap and very good. We also stopped to photograph the beautiful volcanoes surrounding PK.

We checked into a nice hotel in Paratunka, a hot spot for thermal baths. We were very tired but had enough energy for a nice soak in the hot pool. The facilities were clean and modern. The water was bathtub comfortable. We retired back to the room at 11.30pm, had quick dinner and were off to bed at 12.30! It was a long day.

August 12, 2019 Goriely Volcano 20km

We got up at 7am and had great breakfast at the hotel. Good Russian food again. After breakfast, Sergey picked us up and drove us to the base of the Goriely Volcano along a bumpy and rocky road. The weather was great and decided to go up the top of the volcano to take advantage of it. It was such a contrast from the fog, cold and rain of the Tolbachik area two days prior.

The hike is quite easy and we climbed 800m in 1 hour. At the top, a splendid panorama of two huge craters opened up. One crater has a lake in it and the other is still active. The entire double crater looks like a giant hole, jagged and colorful. I walked along the narrow rim of the crater to the true summit slightly above 2,000m. Soon after arriving, David joined me and we continued our exploration by walking along the entire rim of the volcano. We were both amazed with the incredible scenery and the beauty of the area. We walked through some active thermal areas with smoke steaming from between the cracks. The crater had a “Wow” factor similar to the Bryce Canyon in the USA. We were lucky with the weather again when it counted most! We walked a long way and were both tired and hungry.

Once we got back to the camp it was still sunny but it became very windy making it unpleasant to sit outside. Thanks to the wind though we had no mosquitoes!

This area is very beautiful and very different from the Kluchewskaya Park. It is also much busier due to its proximity to PK (only 2 hours away). Because of the beautiful weather we hiked with many locals of various shapes and ages. Everyone was enjoying the scenery and the warm windless summit.

August 13, 2019 Mutnowski Volcano 23.5km

In the morning we left the Goriely campsite and walked 11 km, mainly on the 4x4 road to the Mutnowski camp. It took us 3.5 hours to walk the distance and we were quite tired. The walk on the road seemed tedious to me. We were passed by many day-trippers on their way to the Mutnovsky Volcano from PK. We walked in nice sunshine with little wind. We set up the camp, had lunch and took off to explore the Mutnovsky Volcano. We wanted to take advantage of the good weather.

To my surprise the Mutnowski geological area is located inside the crater (I was not expecting this). What an entrance! Through the gates of hell – yellow steep walls of volcanic rocks bring you inside a giant caldera. We entered the realm of smoke and sulfur. As we entered the crater, we started to see smoke rising from various vents. Inside the crater there are numerous fumaroles spewing gases. Some gases emanate from the earth with violent force like a jet engine. Some are so toxic that one cannot breathe. The crater’s colors are of various shades of yellow and brown blending into each other like a painting. There are numerous sulfuric vents and holes, liquid mud, boiling water, geysers etc. It is a fabulous and amazing place, interesting and dynamic. I walked around in wonder. It was hard for me to believe that it was real. The Mutnovsky crater is quite huge and there is also a glacier inside above the active zone. The contrast of ice and fire is quite amazing. Blue ice seracs lean above hot vents spewing sulfuric gasses.

We hiked still higher to the rim of another crater that is hidden from view until the moment that you stand at its edge. This hidden crater is very active spewing a huge tower of smoke continuously. The crater’s walls are vertical and on its bottom there is a red lake. There were quite a few Russian day-trippers and we all stood there amazed at the display of raw power of the earth. We stayed inside the Mutnovsky crater for 4 hours and of course it started to rain as we started walking back to the camp. The weather window was closing fast. I was amazed that we could wander around such dynamic and violent active area without any restrictions or safety measures (in Yellowstone there are walkways, barriers and rangers to watch the people. Here nothing at all.).

It was too cold, wet and windy to cook outside so Evgeny cooked inside the tent. After the rain, the moisture was evaporating from the warm ground around us, which looked quite amazing. The mountains in the distance looked very dramatic in the rain and swirling clouds. The weather has turned again.

August 14, 2019 12km

We got up to a cloudy sky and cold. By now the weather felt familiar so no one was complaining. Thankfully we camped close to the small pass that we had to cross that day so we did not have to retrace any distance. We did not have many kilometers to cover to our meeting point with Sergey. We slogged up the small pass from where we had a view of the Mutnowski Volcano and in the distance the geothermal power plant that was our final destination. I was beginning to feel quite tired from the cumulative days of carrying the heavy pack. We stopped along the way to check out geothermal installations that were all over the valley that we were crossing. We ended our walk on a disused road with multicolored hills towering above it. It was all very beautiful. The scale of the landscape here is very big and mountains stretch into the distance.

When we arrived at the power plant, the weather became warm and sunny. Since we arrived a day early and had no obvious means of contacting Sergey, we asked for a ride but everyone refused. Finally I realized that I could use my cellphone as the power plant had a cell tower. We called Sergey and he could pick us up at 5pm. Since we had some time to kill, David and I went for a walk to a nearby thermal area with numerous geysers and fumaroles. The area was small but quite impressive. We could walk among the fumaroles and geysers to our heart’s content. Unlike the Yellowstone or Iceland, the thermal areas here are wild and we had unrestricted access.

We were amused by the Russian families that came for a day hike. They all had very similar routine. Before the hike, they would have a large amount of food with vodka. Then, dressed in camo gear (entire families wearing camo, including kids) and with a large knife attached to the side, the patriarch would lead everyone into the wild. After the hike, the family congregated at the table, the food was again consumed along with more vodka. I noticed that the alcohol was consumed in very limited quantities more for social bonding than drinking.

Finally Sergey showed up and took us back to Paratunka. We stayed at the same hotel with the wonderful thermal pool. We had great BBQ dinner at the restaurant adjacent to the hotel. The food was excellent and the beer was cold. In addition to successful conclusion of our adventure, it was also David’s 25th birthday so we had two good reasons to celebrate. After the dinner we soaked in the warm water for 2 hours. The pool was open until midnight so we enjoyed every last minute of it! We were all happy not to be in the tent. The trip was coming to the end.

July 31, 2019 Vladivostok

August 1, 2019 Petropawlowsk-Kamchatsky

August 2, 2019 Camp 1, 5 km

August 3, 2019 Camp 2, 9.50 km

August 3, 2019 Camp 3, 18 km low cloud, wind, cold – no rain

August 4, 2019 Camp 4, 18km, ascent of 1200m

August 6, 2019 Camp 5, 16 km

August 7, 2019 Camp 6, 9.5 km Talud Campsite

August 8, 2019 Tolbachik Basecamp, 12.5 km

August 10, 2019 20 km

August 11, 2019 Drive from Tolbachik to Paratunka

August 12, 2019 Goriely Volcano 20km

August 13, 2019 Mutnowski Volcano 23.5km

August 14, 2019 12km

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