Discovering Nepal 19 October – 17 November, 1982
Nostalgic Nepal: Reliving a Remarkable Holiday
We began our journey at London Heathrow airport where we flew over eight hours to reach Bombay, India. After a short layover, we were on the second stretch of our expedition and boarded a plane to Katmandu, Nepal.
Twenty-four hours of travelling and an enormous time difference did not slow us down. We arrived in Nepal and the following morning at 7am we boarded a bus headed to Swayambunath and our trek had officially begun.
We were now three days into our venture and the first stop we made was to the Tibetan Refugee Carpet factory. Later in the day, we went to Pashupatinath where we saw a saffron robed priest guard the entrance to a sacred temple.
On day four, we reached our first campsite—Tortorre. Over the next few days we continued our tour in the sweltering heat. We passed banana trees, rice fields, and when the sky was clear, we caught our first glimpses of Phangu, Manaslu, and Himalchuli.
Continuing on, we passed through tiny Tibetan villages. In one village, we were lucky enough to see a local making a Ferris wheel for the area’s children. Upon its completion, the villagers blessed it by sacrificing a cockerel. Shortly after, the locals danced for us as part of the Hindu festival that was going on.
As we reached day ten of our travels, we arrived at the Eastern bank of the Marsyandi. It was at this point in our trip that we were briefed on the horrors of altitude sickness, which we would likely experience on our climb to Pisang.
The following day we reached Camp Pisang. Houses in the surrounding area were all joined by ladders and the earth was very bare and dry. The Tibetan people were small and quite wrinkly. We stayed one night and then continued our climb further up the Pisang. We were enchanted by the sensational views of the Manang valley, the Manang Airstrip, and the snow covered peaks all around us.