Sleeping in the bus was not as easy as I had hoped, but I did manage to get about three hours of continuous rest. At four in the night there was a loud argument in the bus and after that I couldn't sleep very well. I was no longer feeling comfortable in any position and I was anxiously trying to find out our location.
After I saw a sign with Kathgodam on it, I went to the driver and told him once more that I was getting out in Do Gaon. The driver luckily understood me and assured that we would make a stop there. After a while going up the serpentine road, I saw a tea shop that was described to me in an e-mail. Behind the next curve were four other small huts and a small sign stating that we had now arrived in Do Gaon. It was almost eight o'clock in the morning. (picture)
I knew the 50 minute hike up the mountain path was going to be a challenge, but one I was prepared to face. The path was a bit slippery and in parts steep, but otherwise easy to walk (picture). The only problem was that there weren't as many signs as I had hoped for and in some crossings it was difficult to choose. Once I left my bag in the crossing and went to do some recon. I found a small village and a young man said I was on the right track. I doubled back to my bag and got back to the village just as the young man came out of a hut with a cylindrical metal bucket with milk in it. He said he was taking it to the Himalayan farm. After ten minutes of following him, I had to call him and tell him that I needed a break. I was panting like never before. He asked me if he should take my bag. I thanked, but told him, it was my bag and my burden. After another ten minutes, I gave him the small bag I had fastened outside the big one. Fifteen minutes later, my walking was getting really dangerous and I had no choice, but to change the bags. He took my heavy bag and I still couldn't follow him... Just before arriving the farm, he told me he does this trek every day. That made me feel a bit better. It didn't occur to me that I could have kept walking my own pace instead of running after my guide. The path didn't have many crossings after the village.
I was really happy to be there. I was tired, exhausted and sweating. I'll write a separate post about the farm itself later.
After I saw a sign with Kathgodam on it, I went to the driver and told him once more that I was getting out in Do Gaon. The driver luckily understood me and assured that we would make a stop there. After a while going up the serpentine road, I saw a tea shop that was described to me in an e-mail. Behind the next curve were four other small huts and a small sign stating that we had now arrived in Do Gaon. It was almost eight o'clock in the morning. (picture)
I knew the 50 minute hike up the mountain path was going to be a challenge, but one I was prepared to face. The path was a bit slippery and in parts steep, but otherwise easy to walk (picture). The only problem was that there weren't as many signs as I had hoped for and in some crossings it was difficult to choose. Once I left my bag in the crossing and went to do some recon. I found a small village and a young man said I was on the right track. I doubled back to my bag and got back to the village just as the young man came out of a hut with a cylindrical metal bucket with milk in it. He said he was taking it to the Himalayan farm. After ten minutes of following him, I had to call him and tell him that I needed a break. I was panting like never before. He asked me if he should take my bag. I thanked, but told him, it was my bag and my burden. After another ten minutes, I gave him the small bag I had fastened outside the big one. Fifteen minutes later, my walking was getting really dangerous and I had no choice, but to change the bags. He took my heavy bag and I still couldn't follow him... Just before arriving the farm, he told me he does this trek every day. That made me feel a bit better. It didn't occur to me that I could have kept walking my own pace instead of running after my guide. The path didn't have many crossings after the village.
I was really happy to be there. I was tired, exhausted and sweating. I'll write a separate post about the farm itself later.
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