Exploring Lukla...
Back out into the icy cold air for a look around town, well actually by British standards its more like a village, split down the middle by the airport runway. The majority of visitors to Lukla are here to begin an 11 day hike up to the Everest Base Camp but since it's not the season until March, this place is eerily quiet - am I the only tourist in town, certainly feels like it. Oh look, the clouds are starting to break allowing for some pretty nice snow capped mountain peaks to emerge - yes, camera time.
Taking 3 deep gasps for air every so often as I begin my trek, not the 11 days most folk do, but maybe a couple of hours, that'll be enough to get a flavour of this life in the mountains without exerting too much effort. Walking alongside the runway, a well constructed trail used plenty by animals judging by the amount of poop around, but at least it's frozen poop! Oh and talking of poop here come a few cows complete with cow bells. No where to go but jump up onto the stone wall and let em past - they got horns, big and sharp!
Well, at least I've made to the end of the runway without any major drama - no monkeys up here. Time to pause, reflecting on those that didn't make it safely to the runway, namely the German tourists a few years ago. And so here I am, in the Himalayas with a captivating 360 degree view - snow capped mountain tops, mountainside farms and villages, rock formations, misty valleys and frozen waterfalls. Camera time again, just take a look......
Back out into the icy cold air for a look around town, well actually by British standards its more like a village, split down the middle by the airport runway. The majority of visitors to Lukla are here to begin an 11 day hike up to the Everest Base Camp but since it's not the season until March, this place is eerily quiet - am I the only tourist in town, certainly feels like it. Oh look, the clouds are starting to break allowing for some pretty nice snow capped mountain peaks to emerge - yes, camera time.
Taking 3 deep gasps for air every so often as I begin my trek, not the 11 days most folk do, but maybe a couple of hours, that'll be enough to get a flavour of this life in the mountains without exerting too much effort. Walking alongside the runway, a well constructed trail used plenty by animals judging by the amount of poop around, but at least it's frozen poop! Oh and talking of poop here come a few cows complete with cow bells. No where to go but jump up onto the stone wall and let em past - they got horns, big and sharp!
Well, at least I've made to the end of the runway without any major drama - no monkeys up here. Time to pause, reflecting on those that didn't make it safely to the runway, namely the German tourists a few years ago. And so here I am, in the Himalayas with a captivating 360 degree view - snow capped mountain tops, mountainside farms and villages, rock formations, misty valleys and frozen waterfalls. Camera time again, just take a look......
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