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Friday,
12th March, 2004
Finding
a routine was always going to be difficult. The porters tended to
eat two meals a day, one at 11am and the next around 7pm. However
I also had a small breakfast between 7 and 8am. I couldn't possibly
start trekking without my morning pancakes!
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Ghandruk
was designed to confuse...with narrow, winding alleyways
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The
day's trek was relatively short and under overcast skies.
We
had to descend the steep sided valley from Landruk (5100 ft) then
climb immediately up the side of the opposing hill to Ghandruk (6500ft).
Every
step was stone or slate, each one sapping the strength foot by foot.
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| Donkeys
on their way to collect more supplies, transit Ghandruk village. |
I passed
two new schools that had been built recently. Unfortunately one
of them had suffered at the hands of a landslide and was lying empty.
We
made good time and were setting up our site by midday.
It
was interesting staying in Ghandruk, which is a well known 'Gurung'
village. The houses were all made from very similar stone, their
tiny windows closed with religiously-carved brown wooden shutters.
It
was designed to confuse the unwary, with narrow, winding alleyways,
leading to small squares and dead ends.
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| Gurung
children running through the narrow alleyways of Ghandruk |
I had
to negotiate my way around with a porter to find two welfare pensioners.
Unfortunately they had both moved.
It
took hours to try and speak to the right person. Even then, I was
confronted with the Gurung dialect rather than the Nepali I had
learned.
I was
on a hiding to nothing! However, the next morning was to bring a
surprise.
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