This week I trekked 52 km with my dad in the himalayas. We had a great time no backpack-backpacking, enjoying the views, and hanging out with our crazily cute and cool canine companions. We agreed it was super fun, and I would stretch to recommending it. However if you like to get dirty, have you whole body be sore, and take two showers when you get back, but still not smell quite right, then you may enjoy these four days like we did.
One thing that made this trek different from many others is that we did not have to carry our backpacks, or our tents, sleeping bags, or really anything we wanted to go on a horse. We had thirteen horses just to carry our stuff. The number of crew workers who were helping us was six, (including a boy who carried our lunch, snacks and tes and hiked with us.) We also had a number of yacks who were prepared to help us if it started snowing (which it didn’t.) I personally think that I would not have made it if I had to carry all of my stuff. Not having to carry our stuff was a big help to me.
The views were also spectacular. We got to see one of the tallest mountains in the world, and all of the ones surrounding it. In the four days the highest altitude we got to was 13845 feet. Where I live, we are 9 feet above sea level. Since we were so high, we saw amazing views. I saw the second highest peak in Bhutan. Actually, I just saw the bottom of it. The rest was covered in clouds. The sunsets in Bhutan where just as amazing as the mountains. They had mostly red, orange, and yellow in the morning, and those same colors, adding pink and purple in the evening. It was stunning, and on some mornings, I would wake up just to see it. With all of these amazing views, we had lots of places to take amazing, or what my mom calls it, (Instagram worthy) photos. I personally think that the sunset ones on the mountain where the prettiest. Also the ones we took using binoculars where “looking professional.” (For photos click here.) (Link) Overall, I thought that the views where one of the best things about Bhutan.
Another thing I loved about our trek was hanging out with our canine companions. For the first section of the hike, we had a doggy that was white and had black spot. This one we called the “the vaccinated one,” because he was vaccinated. That one brought us safely to our first destination. Then he ran back to his home. On the second hike, he stayed with us and a black and brown one joined us. We called that one the extra friendly doggy, because he was very friendly and loved to play. On the next hike, the white doggy left us but the second one stayed. At the next place we added the name “the polite one” to the black and white one because it would wait patiently outside the tent when we were eating and sleeping, even if the flap was open. On the fourth and final hike, the black and brown doggy was with us, and a black dog joined us. We called him the other polite doggy, because he gave us lots of space. At the end, we had trouble saying goodbye to the dogs because they brought us so much joy.
With not having to carry our back packs, the views, and our doggy dudes accompanying us, we had such a fun time, and would definitely recommend it. This backpacking trip was like surfing on a wave of joy. You might have to do a bit of work to stay on track, but its all worth it in the end.
Incredible.
Gorgeous.
I am so happy for you to have had such an experience.
This is beautifully written. I love the essay and I adore your poetry. P,ease keep writing. Much love and admiration to you
Love. Bubbie