saw so many yaks
for the first time
in my life.
the pastoral nomads
who look after these yaks
inside their temporary settlement
we met Dolma who offered tea
and snacks as we opted
for just some warm water.
she said they had been there
for about two months now
and looked after 150 yaks
she also gave yak churpees
and asked us to visit again.
a little further from their place
we saw another yak herder
with his herd and
watched the yaks
cross the road.
Last weekend we made it to Barsey Rhododendron Park
(a tiny break from g-town).
While we thought we’d be the only ones visiting the place,
the number of tourists and taxis lined up at Hilley
would make you want to return.
But Hilley was only the starting point of our hike.
And we could already see rhododendrons in bloom.
So, without wasting much time,
we entered the forest and found ourselves walking
the brown carpet and enjoying the occasional sighting of bright flowers.
Since it was all ready evening.
We pitched our tents for the night
but campfire was not allowed
still we managed to make instant noodles
for our humble dinner that night.
Halfway through our sleep in the woods,
we were woken by thunder and rain
which continued through the morning
that also brought surprise hailstorms for us.
While we were to hike back the longer route
we were not equipped for a long rainy walk
so we walked back the same way
through an all together different woods.
it’s a new day
it’s a new day
and i fly up
to the sun.
last pic by nomad
Aneze liked her song, even if it didn’t make any sense.
It was a traveling song.
It helped to carry her farther and farther along.
-Raquel Rivera in Orphan Ahwak
Few weekends ago,
we decided to ride the cable car in our rainy little town
it was a good digression from everyday hustle
a welcome episode to our mundane existence
few weekends ago, we stayed at this delightful homestay in darap, west sikkim.
the end 🙂
This is the story of two nomads on the road;
riding through the rain, across the plains and towards the mountains…