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Thursday,
11th March, 2004
After
spending the previous evening packing and repacking my kit, not
really knowing what I would need for a ten day trek in the Himalayas,
I had a slice of toast and then left.
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porters were carrying heavy loads but were great company. It
was also good practise for my language training; none of them
spoke any English. |
The
duty trek is funded by the Gurkha Welfare Scheme in order to monitor
community aid projects in Nepal, such as new bridges, hydro-electric
schemes and new schools.
It
is also an opportunity to check on the condition of destitute welfare
pensioners, paid a monthly pension by the GWS.
My
duty trek would take me along a well trodden tourist route for the
first five days, then off the beaten track, before finishing at
a small town called Kusma. Along with my three porters, we headed
west and soon arrived at Dhampus Phedi, our drop off point.
It
was an easy-to-miss collection of small tin and brick huts, selling
everything a trekker could need. I bought some digestive biscuits.
My
first two tasks were in the village of Dhampus. I had to meet two
elderly welfare pensioners who had served in the Indian Army during
WW2. They were both well. I had to wait for one of them because,
despite being in his eighties, he was in the forest cutting wood
30 minutes away.
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| The
last road I saw for ten days. |
We
stopped for an early lunch in the village. Before we moved on I
was surprised to receive a garland of flowers from the village women.
This spontaneous act of hospitality was to be repeated many times
over the next ten days.
Although
the porters were carrying about 40kg each, we made good progress
and finally arrived at our overnight stop in Landruk at 6pm.
All
in all, it was not a bad way to spend my Birthday.
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