From Ghandruk to Ghroepani

7^th October, day 4 of trekking.

Today we climbed another 900 metres higher but this time through the mountains to reach another village called Ghroepani.

The inital plan was to go to Tadapani first, about 3 hours walk from Ghandruk, and stay overnight there. But we found that we have nothing much to do if we reached the place early as like yesterday in Ghandruk. So we discussed with our guide as to what is the best thing to do to make full use of our time. On top of that Tadapani is a very small village. We were also quite desperate to get access to internet which we have not been able to do in the last 3 places. In the end we agreed to combine the 4^th and 5^th day trekking into one but that would involve real long walks.

The whole route would normally take about 8 to 10 hours. But we were confident we could do it in less than 7 hours. For that we made sure we have enough food and fluid supplies.

The walk was actually quite tough, probably the toughest I have ever done in my life. The distance was nearly 20 km. The HRM reader showed that we have burnt about 5000 calories! The easy part was the trek through the jungle where we were most of the time walking under the shade. The hardest part was when crossing valleys where we have to go down two to three hundred metres before going the same height up again.

We pushed ourselves at steady pace with just few stops here and there for rest. In the end we reached Ghroepani, another village in this part of the world. Our place of stay was quite basic but with a nice fireplace in the lobby. Ghroepani is located at 2860 metres. The temperature outside could be quite chilly especially at night.

The power supply in Ghroepani was unfortunately turned out to be unreliable with intermittent black-outs. The internet was also not working!

Annapurna Sunrise

The best time to look up the mountains is during early morning as the sky is clear with no cloud. Trekkers tend to wake up quite early, at around 5 to 6 am, to prepare themselves for the day. The normal routine would be to enjoy the mountain view during the cold morning, have breakfast and set off at 7 am.

After the morning trekking, there is normally plenty of free time in the afternoon. One could easily spend the whole time reading books or lazing around sitting outside while having some tea. The famous ones are the Chai tea which has some cinnamon in it. The other one is mint tea.

We were quite amazed when we ordered the mint tea, the lady just pluck some mint leaves in front of us to prepare for the cups. Indeed people here can easily lead a sustainable life from the land around them. Everything could be found. Although life could be pretty simple.

We met and talked with quite a number of local people during our walk. One thing which is good to carry are chocolates bars to give away to some of the poorer children. There are some donation boxes along the way which ask for donation for school maintenance or even to help sponsor building a mini hydroelectric project for the villages. Best thing is to carry small changes as gifts or donations.

Typical of many isolated areas, most of the villages are deprived of teenagers or young people. These people tend to go to the cities for further education or to find employment. So it is quite strange in a way although not surprising to see only old people and children during out trekking.

From Landruk to Ghandruk

6^th October, day 3 of trekking.

Today involved real tough climb. We descended 300 metres from Landruk into the belly of a small valley to cross a bridge before climbing up 700 metres on the valley slope to Ghandruk which is at 1940 metres in elevation. It took us two and half hours. The HRM watch indicated that we have burnt some 1500 calories during the walk. Our porters took 4 hours and apparently that’s the normal speed for easy trekking. So we were probably punishing ourselves too much!

Ghandruk is a big village. There are a lot more choices of accommodations, about 30 hotels in total. Each ones are small containing 10 to 30 rooms. We stayed at one of the better looking hotel called the Annapurna Guest house which got 24 rooms. Today there was no electricity as the small hydroelectric unit that supply the village was being repaired. We hope tonight we will have electricity. If there is then this entry will be loaded!

One thing that we found strange about Nepal is the time zone. It is set at +5.45 GMT. This time zone is like no other. So the time difference compared to back home is 2 hours and 15 minutes.

Land of the Gurkhas

Our guide is from the Gurkha tribe. The word Gurkha is a misnomer, the actual name of the tribe is Gurung.

Our guide was quite keen to tell us about his tribe. According to him, the Gurkhas are descendents of Mongol, characterised by their small eyes, rounded face and short built. They live in the mountains, are generally hill farmers and hunters and so are very fit. They are quite different from the Brahma or brown people of Nepal who lives in the lowlands. The Brahma has more Indian looks. They normally work as teachers as they are more educated.

The Gurkhas have been traditionally working as soldiers for the Indian and British army. Apparently the other big recruitment is for the Singapore Police. Nowadays the recruitments are much less in numbers. About 500 are recruited every year and the selection process is among the toughest where tens of thousands would apply for the job. In the end these Gurkhas are sent to some of hot spots of the world such as Afghanistan for the British army and Kashmir and Sri Lanka for the Indian army. According to our guide, for the British army the Gurkha’s salary starts at US$1200 per month and about US$ 2500 if they go to war. They would retire after 16 years in service where they will get pension. So in general they retire at 40. Some would come back to their villages and set up a small business or build a small hotel to cater for the trekkers.

Walking in the Valleys

The real nice thing about our trip is to see the nature and awesome sceneries. Our walks so far brought us to cross a number of suspension bridges, reminding me again about Indiana Jones!

One could find numerous small waterfalls or gently flowing streams with cool and refreshing cool water. The people here are also very friendly. When meeting people here, the greeting to say is “namastee” which means hello.

We met a number of other trekkers. A group of Korean trekkers were walking together with us for awhile before they moved on very quickly. These fit Koreans were hoping to do at least 8 hours walk to reach a village further down. They were planning to reach the Annapurna Base Camp or simply called ABC in 3 more days. This base camp is sitting at altitude of some 4000 metres and quite challenging although is still doable for fit people. And yet it is only half way in height compare to the real Annapurna peaks.

Other trekkers included British, Australian, Japanese, French and Dutch. We were wondering whether we are the first Bruneian to go to Annapurna. We were not sure. But so far from what we experienced so far this is really an amazing place to go.

The cost is quite reasonable, about US$700 to 800 each, for our trip. That is for the 11 days in Nepal, which includes three night accommodation in Kathmandu, 1 night accommodation in Pokhara, 7 days trekking which included accommodation and food, guide, porters, climbing permit, all the transport and some sightseeing tours. Compare this with climbing Kinabalu which could easily costs the same for two nights stay in the park. So people... it is worth considering.

From Dhampus to Landruk

5^th October, day 2 of trekking.

We set off early at 7 am after taking a good breakfast. Actually we were already wide awake at 4.30 am. It was probably because we went to bed quite early the night before.

The trek was challenging in the first three hours involving climbing up one of the hilly grounds before climbing down to another valley where the next village called Landruk is located.

The guide told us that the porters will try to reach Landruk early to book for our accommodation in advance. But we seemed to be quite energetic and managed to overtake them and reached Landruk almost an hour earlier. We only made one real stop for coffee and some snacks, but most of the time was keeping our walk at constant and steady pace but reasonably fast with intermittent stops to take photos and chat with other trekkers.

In all it took us five and a half hours to reach Landruk. My two fellow trekkers have one of these modern gadgets called HRM watch or heart beat monitor which measures heartbeat and calculate calories burned. The watch indicated we have burnt about 3000 calories in the five and a half hours trekking – I find that’s really cool!

The unfortunate thing about Landruk is that there was no internet or phone signal. So for a day and a night, we felt a bit isolated from the outside world.

We were looking forward for tomorrow when we will go to another village called Dandruk which is a bigger village and much higher in altitude. We were told that there will be internet there. If that is the case then that would be the time I will be downloading this entry. We stayed at a hotel called Hungry Eyes Hotel – what a strange name!

A Cheap Place of Sanctuary

The accommodations here are quite cheap and regulated. A room at one of the hotels costs about 200 to 300 Nepalese rupees for a double room which is equivalent US$3 to 4. Set dinner costs similar. One could also take a camping package where a camp tent set up for trekkers would only cost 50 rupees per night. Amazingly a bottle of water costs more, that will set you at 60 rupees, which is three times more compare in Pokhara. That is because it costs a lot to carry the supplies uphill. These supplies are normally carried by porters or donkeys.

One could actually do trekking for weeks or months and not costing a lot. The best trekking period is from October to November which is the dry period. December to February is the colder period. March to June is the other good period but the condition is more humid. June to September is the wet season. Wet season really means wet. It is best to avoid that period.

In the shadow of the Big Mountains

Our trekking is supported by a guide named Budi and two porters. We carried our own daily pack consisting the bare minimum to supplement the walk, about 5 to 7 kilos each. The rest are carried by the porters, each one could carry up to 60 kilos each if required.

Today is the start of the trekking. From Pokhara we drove another half an hour to reach Phedi.

At Phedi, a small village, we set our gears and the porters started to arrange the bags which they will carry. We started the ascent. It was going uphill all the time, quite punishing, intermittently interrupted by gentler climbs passing through numerous paddy fields and small villages. It was hard work. We were sweating all over as we pushed our way. We reached Dhampus, a small village, about 2 hours later. The climb brought us another 500 metres higher into the mountain.

In Dhampus, one could find many good accommodations with reasonable facilities. Our guide managed to find a room in one of those hotels, though probably more like hostels. Because they are many choices, our guide didn’t even bother to book our accommodation in advance. We could just hop from one place to another to find if there are rooms available.

The Sakura Hotel where stayed was beyond our expectation in terms of available facilities considering trekking routes like the one we are taking goes deep into the valleys and mountainous region. We were expecting real basic facilities. In Sakura Hotel, the rooms are nice, toilet and hot shower facilities were amazing considering where we were and there was even a restaurant offering almost everything one could imagine. It was quite refreshing to have a hot shower after a very long day, on the road for 8 hours, followed by 2 hours trekking.

The sights so far were amazing. From Dhampus, we could see a big part of the Annapurna mountain range. The white capped mountains dominated the backdrop. The Fish Tail Mountain is huge and easily recognisable and yet is only some 6900 metres high. The higher mountains in Annapurna are over 8000 metres.

On the Road to Pokhara

We set off at 7 am on the 4^th of October towards Pokhara, a sizable town of two hundred thousand people located in the middle of Nepal. It was supposed to be a 6-hours drive but as expected that could vary a lot. We were already stuck for almost one hour in a traffic jam just as when we were climbing out of the Kathmandu valley. The roads coming out of Kathmandu to other towns are few but heavily used. Travelling along these roads is of course part of the real package of our journey, to see the country and experience the daily challenges face by the people here.

From Kathmandu we drove along the Trishali River downstream to a town called Mogling. The river is holy to the Hindus. The winding road was full of trucks carrying materials and supplies to Kathmandu mainly from India. At Mogling we crossed a bridge that only allowed a vehicle to cross one at a time. This caused a huge traffic jam in both directions.

From Mogling, we drove upstream along another river towards Pokhara. We eventually reached Pokhara 8 hours after starting the trip.

Pokhara is a real amazing place, with the most beautiful backdrop of the Annapurna Mountains behind. These mountains, with peaks of over 8000 metres, are separated from the other main mountains of the Himalayas by deep and amazing valleys, the prime spot of some of the best trekking routes known to mankind. Pokhara is the ideal starting place for these superb trekking routes. The best one is probably the 21-day trekking called the Annapurna circuit trek which involves trekking along one of the main valley to an elevation of more than 5000m. We are not doing that though. Our trekking route is one of the easiest and shortest but is probably the most popular among casual trekkers. We will be trekking for 7 continuous days with an average of 5 to 6 hours walk each day. Each day will bring us to even higher elevations and different views of the Annapurna Mountains. Time will tell how we will cope with that.

Indiana Jones Country

My knowledge of Kathmandu is admittedly very limited. One thing that always stuck in my mind is from the scene in the first Indiana Jones movie where in the middle of a snow storm in Kathmandu came a few strange characters entering an eatery place along a busy street searching for some mysterious stone. That painted a lasting impression in my mind that Kathmandu is always in cold and is a meeting place for some mysterious people from some corners of the world.

But Kathmandu in reality is hot and very dusty. And is actually a spiritual place for Buddha and Hindu devotees.

Today we followed a guided tour of the city to a few temples and places. The history of Buddha is a very long one, suffice to say that we are talking of a few thousand years.

The roads in Kathmandu are small but crowded. The industry is dominated by tourism, mainly trekkers and mountaineers heading to the higher grounds in the Himalayas. Kathmandu is the starting place as it got the international airport and the staging infrastructure for the trekking. Here one can find lots of outdoor shops, tour organisers or agents, sherpas, guides and so on. But competition is very stiff. I was told that there are over 300 outdoor gear shops alone in Kathmandu! So the prices are incredibly cheap.

The trekking season is not all year long, limited by the weather condition. Now is the peak season where thousands would be descending to this place from all over the world. The majorty are from the US, Europe and Japan. For our countrymen, we hope to be amongst the first the set foot here and open the door for others.

Welcome to Kathmandu

The flight trespassed the delta plain of the great Ganges River whose water source is where we are heading to.

The great Himalayan Mountains loomed ever closely as the plane approached north towards Nepal.

Kathmandu is located on the foot of the Himalaya where low rolling hills start to dominate the skyline. But that is not all. Apparently the approach for aircraft to Kathmandu is very difficult as the airport is located in an oval-shaped valley surrounded by mountains which rise on all sides.

The airport is pretty basic, located about 7 km from the city. The city amazingly is ....not really a city.

Kathmandu with a population of almost a million inhabitants is really under developed in all aspects. The roads are often not paved and narrow, and the industry and shops seemed to revolve only around tourism.As we were venturing along the main streets we manage to find a halal restaurant, apparently the only one in Kathmandu, called Anatolia. The food was great, something that we will miss in the next few days when we start our trekking up the mountain.

We stayed at Hotel Vaishali right in the Thamel area at the heart of the tourism area in the city. It’s a very convenient place for walking along the streets which are full of shops selling outdoor stuffs and equipments. We found the prices are amazing quite cheap, up to 3 or 4 times cheaper than back home. It is definitely recommended to buy those stuffs here if one has not got enough outdoor gear to start off with.

Start of an Adventure

The start of a journey to the roof of the world......may be not quite to the roof. Not an ordinary destination though unless you are into adventure or may be going for some soul searching!

Accompanying me are two avid trekkers, also keen photographers. Although setting off a few days after Hari Raya isn’t the best timing, but then this is supposed to be the start of good weather period in these high grounds of Asia. The massive flooding of the low lands down below in India, Pakistan and Afghanistan over the last months are stark reminder of the severe calamity the wet season could cause in these parts of the world.

As usual, it was a last minute packing. Out came my geological boots, back pack, sleeping bag and all sort of gears that I used to be fairly acquainted with during my university days. But those were the good days when one just pack and carry the bare minimum.

During those days when I was out for days or weeks on field-trip to Snowdonia, Spain or Scotland, it was just a matter of packing a few clothing, some notes and of course the geological hammer. Nowadays you would not go without taking a travel insurance, a long list of medicines, spare clothing, plenty of food rations, laptop and charger, mobile and charger, blackberry and charger...and the list just go on and on.

There is no easy flight going to Nepal. One has to go via Singapore or Bangkok and staying overnight in these two places. We opted for the latter and it costs about BND1250 for a return trip. I have only been twice to Bangkok, not a place I am familiar with. The airport is quite large and busy – a sign of how important tourism is to this place.

One thing that I am always impressed about the Thai people is their utter respect and deep obedient to their king. The people themselves are also very respectful to others especially tourists, and importantly it really comes for the heart, something that is getting harder to find in many places in this modern world.

The flight to Kathmandu takes about 3 hours. Surprisingly the wide-bodied Boeing 777 aircraft was used for our flight. The flight was full, packed with trekkers from all over the world, many going for their own adventure and exploration to one of the last place on Earth worth visiting by everyone. Time will tell how our own adventure will develop.

On the Fast Lane

Just back on a short hop for a couple of days in Singapore.

The city was gearing up for Formula 1 race next week. The preparation was quite astonishing especially around the Marina area whose roads are part of the circuit. The roads are starting to be barricaded and spotlights that will brighten up the area during race time seemed to be switched on all the time - this may be to ensure that everything to run smoothly on the race day when it matters.

But for the race itself, taking place next weekend, I could not imagine how the F1 cars could race up to 320km/hr on the road that my taxi could only zoomed no faster than 100 km/hr.

We had dinner by the side of Singapore River around the area where Stamford Raffles’s statue stands. The whole place has been rejuvenated into an interesting touristic and leisure area. The river, used to be liked an open sewer with horrible stench, has now been transformed into a clean and recreational waterway. Indeed the walkways on the river banks were crowded by joggers and early restaurant goers.

Across the river, one could see a significant and old landmark. The OCBC, 52 floors high, used to be the tallest building on the Island and even in the world outside USA when I was here during my study 32 years ago. Now it is dwarfed by many buildings round it. When looking at the whole area, there seemed to be no end to constructing new buildings, roads, subways and so on. The whole city is still on the fast lane.

Gerimis diMalam Raya

What a night! I went early to the mosque last night for the Isya prayer. I was also planning to perform the Terawih prayer, thinking tomorrow would be another day of fasting. As we were performing the Isya prayer, the sky opened up. Within 5 minutes, during the prayer, the whole place was hit by a flash flood. The water level went up by up to a metre almost in an instant. By the time we were able to check outside, our cars were already surrounded by water. We couldn't do anything, only to watch the situation escalating to worst and feeling utterly helpless. The water had entered all the cars or completely submerged a few within the mosque compounds.

As we waited for the water level to recede, even worse things awaited the jemaah. The water level actually continued to go up and started to enter the mosque. By the end of the night, most of mosque's carpetings were wet and nothing much could be done to save them. I got stranded for two hours and by the time I left the mosque, the water level was only starting to recede. My 4-wd car was flooded inside but I still felt very lucky and fortunate as other jemaah faced even worse fate. Some have to abandon their cars for the night and only to retrieve them in the morning.

So what a night, on the eve of Hari Raya, for the jemaah and our mosque to be faced with an unexpected predicament. The morning Hari Raya prayer on the next day had to be done elsewhere. The regular jemaah of 2000 strong had to spread themselves to the various mosques nearby.

A Miracle

Yesterday, thick and dark clouds shrouded the whole sky in our place. Then rains started to pour at around 5 pm, gaining intensity as the day was ending and dawn started to set in much earlier than usual. That was the hour when the moon was supposed to be sighted to see if tomorrow was to be another day of fasting or the start of Hari Raya. We were full of confidence to the point of total certainty that the moon could not be sighted and that we had to perform another day of fasting. But what a miracle........amidst the dark clouds, the religious and surveying officers were able to sight the moon. And of all the places in Bumi Bertuah, it was at our place, at the time when the heaven and sky were shrouded by dark clouds, the moon was sighted. God is most powerful and most merciful.

Setting Own Destiny

The last ten days of Ramadan - a very special period - and yet mostly ignored. It is no doubt a very challenging period to stay on course on increasing our ibadah in this modern world. But a few nights ago was somewhat special. We were joined by a small boy during our tedarus. Barely 5 years old, he recited the surah so well that he made my heart tremble. Indeed it is pleasing to have him in the group.

During this Ramadan, we are proud to say that we have not set foot to any restaurant for breaking of fast. It's just that the whole spirit of Ramadan, abstaining oneself from the normal pleasure of life, to cleanse our spirit and to raise our soul to higher spiritual level, do not jive with lavishing oneselves with excessive eating especially when presented with a sumptuous buffet spread.

Old House and A Year Gone

Not many people live in this type of house anymore. This is our grandparent's dwelling for over 50 years. Our grandpa had long gone. Our grandma has just passed away a few months ago. We normally came visiting to this house in a big group during hari raya to offer greeting . This coming hari raya will be different and somewhat hollow. We will probably just come over to the house regardless, the place where I played and lived when I was small.

We are now already well into the second half of the year. Time really fly. Today is also exactly a year since we came back to Bumi Bertuah after an absence of three years. Things have really settled down and we are into new routines and Holland is already a distant memmory. Workloads have definitely taken much of our minds and attentions this year. We have not done any proper long holiday except for a short hops here and there. Hopefully this year we could see other places which we have not been. In a month time I hope to make a journey that I have always dreamt about. Time will tell.

Fruit Season?

It is supposed to be the fruit season, time of the year when we feast ourselves with durian and all sort of local fruits. But alas there were nothing much on offer except for rambutans and a few offerings of durians here and there.

We even went to Labi and Lamunin but were left dissapointed. Indeed much of Bumi Bertuah and Sarawak are having a poor season this year, most likely due to the wetter than usual drier spell during this time of the year. The rains that has been lashing lately are more reminiscence of the rainfalls in January. There has been flooding and landslide in many places. The world has gone crazy. Blame it on climate change.

The Start of Ramadan

It's the start of Ramaḍān, marking another year has passed in our life. Indeed we should be thankful to Almighty Allah that we have live another year to see yet another Ramaḍān again.

The recital of the surah Al-Baqarah marked the start of reading the entire verses of the holy Quran by Imams for the next 30 nights. For Bumi Bertuah it is even more special this year as 40 more would-be Hafiz or those who could completely memorize the Quran have been assigned to various other mosques. Indeed lets pray that this will give more blessing to our Bumi Bertuah.

As usual, the tedarus or group reading of the Quran after Terawih is still very much alive in our local mosque. The first night saw 26 people altogether, old and new, a good turn-out in today's perplexing world.