Two Brothers Trek to Gosaikunda Lake,(2020)

Overview


Days required-minimum 3 days and can be managed accordingly


Difficulties-moderate


Best season- Feb to June and Sep to Dec


Essentials- dry foods, warm and waterproof clothes, trekking pole, power banks


Main attractions-holy lake Gosainkunda, Langtang mountain range, rhododendron forest and other lakes and cultural diversities.

Because once was not enough. The lake, the place, the people there were so beautiful that I decided to go with my brother there again after a year. Until this trip, it was already a mandatory thing to do as soon as my brother comes home on his vacation. Gosaikunda lake is both famous from a religious point of view and it's a short trek that can be completed from Kathmandu within few days.

DAY 1

It was the last day of 2019, woke up early and we already touched the highway by 6 am. I was excited and so was my brother. Since I already visited there solo, I knew all the routes, and the itinerary was printed on my mind. Cold December morning we rode about  120 km to a place called Dhunche.

The road to dhunche is bad for the last few km's. So after having snacks in dhunche and parking our motorbike safe we started the trek. It was already 1 pm when we started walking. I still remember a cute little girl who gave us two sticks to use as a trekking pole in exchange for few bucks. The initial plan was to reach Chandan Bari. The trail from Dhunche to Chandanbari is not that exciting. It's completely uphill and in the forest. However, we were lucky enough to see a deer drinking water.

15 minutes into the trek and we were already breathing heavily. lol. I was also filming the trek for my vlogs. We walked and walked and walked and at around 5 we reached Deurali. There we had some tea and snacks and left for Chandanbari. A dog named kali from dhimsha(between deurali and chandanbari) also joined us. Since my brother is not comfortable with dogs, he went ahead and it was me and kali who accompanied me. It was getting dark and the temperature was dropping rapidly. After walking for 30 mins from deurali, it was sure that we could not reach chandanbari. Reaching dhimsha before dark would be an achievement because we were alone since kali also left us and we had no torch. Just before it got pitch dark we reached dhimsha where kali(the dog) was already there. We were all tired and hungry so we had dinner and slept.

DAY 2

it was a new year's day. we started walking by 7am. The view was getting beautiful. It was cold and our legs were aching. After about 1 hour or less we reached chandanbari.

We didn't stop and continued our journey. After Cholangati, the real beauty of the trek starts. Surrounded by mountains and snow on the trail, we walked and walked. At about 11 am we reached cholangpati.Had some soups and continued the journey.Cholangpati to lauribina to sarswoti mandir is the hardest part of the trek but the view is something else that I can barely express in words.

It was too windy and the water inside the bottle was frozen. We were exhausted. Had some lunch in lauribina and upon reaching the top(Saraswati mandir), it was already 3 in the noon. It was so windy that we hide behind the temple to take a rest.

My brother got excited as we were approaching the lake. there are numerous lakes on the way before reaching Gosainkunda.
As we reached Gosainkunda, we realized that due to winter only one teahouse was open and it was already full. We somehow got a room. Later in the evening, more people came and they had to sleep on the floor.

After worshipping the lake, in the evening we joined the other group in the dining area. I played a pink Floyd song there and suddenly it hit me differently. I drifted away from the crowd there in my own thoughts. It was new year's day. The song "Lost for words" for me is really special.

That was the longest and coldest night ever. My body was exhausted and I could not sleep and breathe properly. I really regretted the plan of spending the night there. I could barely sleep for an hour. Thunderstorm and wind made me more miserable that night.

but after every night there is a day. Woke up early and I realized I was in the place where I always want to be. Had tea and our return journey started. since it's all downhill trail, the descending was fast and quite easy. We reached dhimsa by 2pm and stayed the night there. The hotel owner made some chicken soup and we enjoyed that.

DAY 3

We woke up late and by 8am we started descending. we walked slowly and reached dhunche at around 12 in the noon. We had some snacks there and took the motorbike trip back to Kathmandu. Reached Kathmandu at about 6 pm.

That's the blog guys. The new day of 2020 spent well but now stuck at home due to the pandemic. Thanks for reading till here. love you all.

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The mountain sees it all

Up here, the mountains test my limit. They see it all. They see me struggling to get near them. I can only imagine the struggle of the people who decides to conquer them. Those people are really on the next level.

The body is weak and my face is full of pity. I am a different person up here and it's hard to explain. On an early winter morning when the wind is cold and all the people below me are sleeping, I am struggling to climb over a hill just to see that moment where the first sun rays hit the mountain. I am all alone because the dog didn't follow me for long. The music from my phone is insulting the surrounding.

The mountain drains all of my energy but also pulls me towards it somehow. In the hotel, a sip of tea never felt that bliss. I envy the eagles gliding effortlessly above me as I continue to walk all exhausted and fatigued. The mountain sees it all. At dusk, upon reaching the hotel the group of travelers confuses me if I was sane.

The time from dusk till dawn is a challenge. I am breathing deep and frequently because in the mountain the air is thin. My body asks for sleep while the mind is asking me about my life and my dreams. Everything feels strange. Very tugging on the heart.

In the morning I realize I am in my dreamland. It's time to leave but I don't want to go. The hotel owner gives a smile and gets back to work immediately. He has seen all kinds of people come and leave.

The mountain starts to fade. I assure myself to be there someday again. There is a slight pain because of all the roles I play in the city, I should repeat it again.

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Two brothers trek to Tilicho Lake

There are some moments in life when you feel so overwhelmed with joy, you will be lost for words to describe. For me, it was this moment.


Overview
Destination: Tilicho Lake(4919m)
Days required: minimum 4 days
Difficulty: Easy till base camp, hard from base camp to the lake
Price:12k is enough if spent wisely

Day 1(Kathmandu to Khangsar) 
On the cold December morning, I and my brother started our journey to tilicho lake. The first day was a full riding day. It was Christmas time. We started our journey early at 5:30 am and reached besisahar by 10 am. The road till besisahar is good so we could maintain speed and cover distance fast. After having food and refueling at besisahar, we continued our journey.Besisahar is the last city area. The road after besisahar is full offroad so my brother started riding the motorbike and I sat on the pillion seat. The first hour was a pain in the ass for me. The road was so worst at some part that I was feeling pity for my motorbike. We rode and rode and rode until we reached a famous waterfall on the way to tilicho

.We further rode uphill. The view was getting good and the temperature was falling with every passing time. There was ice on the side of the roads. The road is an adventurous part of the whole trek. Man, I still remember the moment when my heart escaped a beat as we were crossing one of the many water crossings along the way our bike slipped and we fell. We fell hard. I quickly turned the bike off and tried to lift the bike up. Due to the ice, we could not lift the bike up. I was so pissed and worried. After using our joint effort we managed to push the bike by the side of the road. I don't know what would be my situation at that time if I were there alone. The shoes were soaked and it was getting numb. All of a sudden, we were let down. We rode till chame where we stopped at a hotel for tea. There was all ice formed in our shoes and I could barely feel my feet. We changed our socks and dried our legs on the bike's engine LOL. It was about 4 pm.


The road from chame to khangsar is a real heaven. The beauty of the place left me spellbound. We were surrounded by pine trees and the mountains. The place seemed surreal at that golden hour. It is a dreamland for both riders or backpackers. We reached khangsar by evening.Khangsar is the last place for the vehicle.

Day 2(Khangsar to Tilicho lake base camp)
It was comparatively the easiest day of the trip. We had plenty of time to reach the base camp. At 8 am we started our trek all fresh and excited. At distance, the zig-zag trail could be seen. It was our trekking trial for the 3rd day. We had our food in Shree kharka and we walked the whole day. The terrain started to change as we reached the famous landslide area.

It was spectacular. One fall below was certain death. It was dangerous and exciting at the same time. At about 4pm, we reached the base camp. The place was too cold and everything was frozen. The river was frozen and so were the waterfalls. By evening it was too cold. We sat inside our room waiting for the big day ahead.

Day 3(Tilicho base camp to tilicho lake to khangsar) 
One of the hardest days ever hands down. At about 6 in the morning, we started our trek.10 minutes into the trek and we could already feel the problem of breathing at that altitude. It was so cold but at the same time, I was at the place where I wanted to see for so long.

The zig-zag area was the most difficult part of the journey. We were walking for 2 minutes and resting for 10. Just when we finished the Zigzag area there was a board reading"Tilicho lake 30 minutes".It took us one hour. The way after the zigzag area was full of snow which made walking furthermore difficult. The wind was too strong and it was so cold that our hands were completely numbed.

After some more walking, we were approaching the lake. I was so overwhelmed with joy. The place and the surrounding are out of the world. The lake was half frozen. It looked 100 times better than what I saw in the photos. The wind was so strong that my camera shut itself down for idk for what reason.
We were astonished by the vibe of the place. We were all alone there. I screamed at the top of my lungs before starting our walk back.

It was a great day. The plan was to make it to khangsar by evening. It was 7pm in the evening and it was completely dark. We could see the village light in the distance. It was too cold and just after reaching the hotel, it started snowing. I laughed so hard when I saw ice formed on my brother's mustache and eyebrows.

Day 4(Khangsar to Kahmandu)
Last night of snowfall completely changed the view of the place.

We had our breakfast and left for Kathmandu. But the adventure was still not over. My brother gained my respect for his riding ability in that terrain. Due to the snow on the road, we fell off the bike 6 times that day. The ride from khangsar to chame is an experience to die for. By evening we reached Kathmandu. That's the blog guys.

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Flying in Pokhara:My first experience of ultralight flight

                         Everyone dreams of flying once in a while. I still wish sometimes.

The initial plan was paragliding in the sky of Pokhara. But could not get the ticket for the day as we were leaving for Kathmandu that evening. Long story short, we took a turn towards Pokhara from mugling as we were driving back home after visiting my mamaghar in Nawalparasi.

Since my other uncle from Pokhara promised me to book a ticket for paragliding for the next day, that could not happen. After waking up at Pokhara the next day I came to know that there was no chance for me that day to glide. We were at the roof and my uncle was making calls here and there trying to book one ticket for me. At that time, a kite-like object flew above us making noise in the sky and I told my mama if we could get a ticket for that.

Got the ticket for 3pm. I was all excited and a little nervous too. Went boating at Phewa lake. The ultralight was flying above us and I was happy that in a couple of hours I will be flying above the Pokhara.

The ultralight flight starts from inside the airport in Pokhara. The crew guides us to the side of the runway where there is a hanger. I was getting more excited as the ultralight was preparing for the flight. I and my uncle sat on a two ultralight. They buckled us. The pilot asked me if I was nervous. He was a cool person. The engine started and the other man guided the ultralight toward the runway. My mama went first. It was my turn.

The ultralight began speeding at the runway and in a matter of seconds, it left the ground and started gaining heights. The houses became small and the flight glided towards the Phewa lake.

That was an awesome feeling. The mountains in the distance and the lake below us. From the bird's point of view,Pokhara city is something else which I can't explain in my words. It was a surreal experience. Every time when the pilot suddenly drops the height, I could feel that something in my stomach, and that was such a joy. The boats at the Phewa lake below looked like ants. I could see my uncle enjoying and waving at me. I waved him back. I could feel a sudden gust of wind every time the pilot made a direction change.

Poof!! 20 minutes gone. The ultralight started gliding towards the runway and I could only wish that I could take it up to the sky again. That was it, man. After taking the footage of the flight, I started my journey back to Kathmandu and reached home by midnight.

Now looking back at the videos, I wish I had wings on me that could take me to the higher world and beyond.

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Best Friends Trek to Annapurna Base Camp

The world-famous Annapurna Base Camp trek. Although it was categorized as an easy trek it was hard for us. The main lesson learned from this trek is always to carry fewer clothes and more food.

Overview

Destination: Annapurna Base Camp. (4130m)
Days required: minimum 5 days.
Price:10,000 NPR is enough if spent wisely
Difficulty: easy to moderate

So, it was during the month of July in 2017. Me and my friend we were planning to do a long trek for a long time and we decided to leave for the Annapurna base camp. A day after finishing my semester exam i.e on the 27th of July we began our journey to see the Annapurna base camp.

Day 1(Kathmandu to Chhomrong)

Early in the morning at about 5:30, my friend came to pick me at my home. We had our breakfast and left. We did not have any plan or any itinerary. All we had was unnecessary weight to carry to the base camp. We rode continuously till Pokhara and to Naya pul. We rode our bike till there was a dead end ahead. A small house was under construction and we asked a man there to take care of our bike for few days. The man also showed us the way and the trek towards the base camp was on.

The very first day was a full adventure for us. Just after 10 minutes of starting the trek, we had to cross a recent landslide area and it was dangerous. Due to the heavy backpack, we quickly got tired. We even took bath at the waterfall. It was only me and my friend there. We further continued our journey and soon it started raining. Since it was the monsoon season, we knew we were gonna get soaked. We crossed few bridges, paved paths and there were stairways too. It was already late evening and we were walking in the rain for 3 hours or more. Finally, it was too much for that day so we decided to stay just before the chhomrong or let's say at the entrance of Chhomrong. But we quickly realized it was not a hotel. It used to be a hotel. There lived an old lady but she was kind enough to let us stay there. There was no food option. We ate what she prepared for herself. We sat by the fire while the old lady shared her life stories and her daily life activities. Life had been pretty hard for her.

Day 2(Chhomrong to Doban)

After the early morning tea, we left for the further journey. The old lady suggested we leave our wet clothes and unnecessary items at her place so that it would be easier for us. She also told us that she will prepare chicken for us when we return there again from the base camp. That was quite a tiring day. I remember one sight from where a slight part of macchapuchhre could be seen. We were excited. The trek from chhomrong to deurali is not soo like'In to the wild'.It's good though.

The green forest was full of leeches and my friend was a magnet for the leech. It was a boring day to be honest because there were no mountain views and we were all wet from late morning till the end of the day. We trekked till doban that day and it was tiring. But it was all leading us to the amazing Annapurna base camp. The night went cold. I still remember my friend thinking hard about his life that night.

Day 3 (Doban to Annapurna Base Camp)

Woke up early again. We were excited for the day ahead as it was sunny. We walked and walked along the gorge. We could see the mountains and we were enjoying the trek that day. At about 10 am we reached the macchhapuchre base camp. To our bad luck, it was gloomy and foggy. We had our typical dal vat there and we took some rest. After resting and talking with the man at the hotel for some time, we again continued our journey to our final destination.

The trekking route from the machhapuchhre base camp to the Annapurna base camp is pure heaven.
Although we were there at the wrong month, the beauty of the place is surreal. Let me picture it for u readers. Green meadows with lots and lots of flowers, ice-cold stream flowing down, and the foggy view of the mountains. We continued our journey and soon it became so foggy and we were let down by that. Just when we were confused about how long we still had to walk, we saw a board that read something like"welcome to the amazing Annapurna base camp".We were happy but we were let down by the fog and the rain. We could not get that epic view that day. In the evening we stayed warm in the hotel. My friend played cards with the foreigners while I sat inside my room. I hadn't talked to my parents at home for 3 days and I was worried.
All I wanted was to see and feel the place tomorrow morning. At night I realized that I was feeling difficulty in breathing and I realized altitude sickness was a thing in reality. I could not sleep properly and after 3 am I could not sleep at all. I had to breathe deeply every time.

Day 4(Annapurna base camp to chhomrong)

At around 5 am, we came out of the room and it was still foggy. I was already sad. But the hotel owner told that the fog clears up in the morning and while we were having tea inside the mountains started to be seen. In a matter of minutes, the fogs were gone and at that time I knew that I was in the most beautiful place I had ever been in my life. It was our ultimate goal to see the base camp and all the struggle was worth it. We could see the sun shining on the top of the mountain. That was an awesome experience. It was cold and wet but it was stunning too. I can't wait to visit that place during winter.

After experiencing the beauty we started our journey back. The returning way is quite easy as we have to descend down. So, with a little unsatisfied feeling, we walked the whole day to that old lady's place. It was already dark and the only thing that motivated me to reach there was the chicken dinner. The day went from seeing the beauty of base camp to dying to reach that old lady's place.

Day 5 (Chhomrong to Kathmandu)

It was the last day of the trek. I was already missing my bed and the food. We started early in the morning and by 10 am we reached the place where we kept our bike. We thanked the man with some money for looking after the bike. We started the bike and just before Naya pul at the river crossing we fell from the bike and the river took my jacket. Upon reaching Pokhara, we enjoyed the delicious foods and by evening we reached my home Kathmandu.

That was it, people. I can wait no more to visit that place solo in winter. The place is something else during winter and I want to gasp that view. It is a perfect place to travel solo. Looking forward to trek. Let's see.

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Two Brothers trek to Mardi Himal Base Camp

"Follow me down to the valley below
You know
Moonlight is bleeding from out of your soul."-(Lazarus by Porcupine Tree).

Every time, this song reminds me of my trek to the Mardi Himal. From riding the extreme offroads to listening to my best music above the clouds, this trek will always be special. How can I forget that moment when we(my brother and me) both all tired and cold took a nap on the lap of Himalaya and the first rays of morning sun welcomed us with some warmth. It's simple but it makes me happy when I remember.

Overview
Destination: Mardi Himal Base Camp(4450m)
Days required: minimum 3 days
Cost:10,000 Npr is enough
Difficulty: easy to moderate
Season: Except for extreme winter or monsoon

Day 1(Kathmandu to siding)

It was December of 2017. My birthday, our holiday, and winter. Everything was perfect for the trek to happen. So, on Dec 22 at around 6 in the morning me and my brother started the journey towards Sidhing. The plan was to reach low camp the very first day. We can start the trek directly from Naya pul too but we chose the sidhing route. The way to Pokhara was smooth and fast. The real adventure began as soon as we reached Pokhara and took a way towards sidhing. The first few kilometers were ok but then the road began to change from bad to worst. My brother was riding the bike and I was trying hard to stay balanced and that was tough. The view was nice though and the mount macchapuchre was getting bigger and bigger. What not nice was the road. Thank god that the bike didn't give up in the middle of nowhere. We could see a hotel at the top of a hill. Little did we knew that it was our destination for the day. The name of the hotel was Hotel Trekkers home. As we reached the hotel we found out that the trekking route was right from there. Actually,sidhing is the return route of the Mardi trek from where the trekkers reach Pokhara through jeep facilities provided by that very hotel.

It was already around 4 pm and after lunch, at the hotel, my brother was all pumped for the trek as it was his first trekking ever. Our initial plan was to reach low camp by the evening but plans made at home merely work sometimes. The lady at the hotel suggested not to start trekking at that time because it was getting darker and there was no stop between the hotel and low camp.No one wants to be in the middle of the forest at night. So, we decided to stay at the hotel that night. That evening went good. It went gloomy but we still had few minutes of daylight left. From the backside of the hotel, we could see all the way from where we came. It was quite a tiring day.

Day 2(Sidhing to low camp to high camp)

Woke up early and it was still dark. We started the journey by 6 am. The lady at the hotel provided us with a stick to use as a trekking pole. After 15 minutes of walking uphill, we immediately realized that starting the trek a day before at 4pm would be straight foolishness. It would end up in us being stuck in the nighttime inside the Annapurna conservation area.

I was really surprised by the energy of my brother. He was walking without a pause. On the other hand, I was often sitting and catching my breath. It was taking too long to reach Low camp and we were tired. The route is a complete uphill forest area along with the view of Macchapuchhre. The mountain was getting closer and closer. We took some 20 mins of rest and enjoyed the foods that we had brought with us. At around 10 we reached the low camp.

After having Dal vat at the low camp we left at about 11:30 to head for the high camp. We could see the high camp from the low camp but trust me it only looked near. But after walking for few minutes from the low camp we could see the mountains. The view was so spectacular that it was like a painkiller for our body ache. It was what I wanted. I was looking at my brother seeing the mountains that close for the first time. He is not so into these traveling and wandering. We further continued our journey. The entire Annapurna mountain range was on our side throughout the trek after. Mount Machhapuchhre was right in front of us. We reached the high camp at about 4pm and we were extremely tired. It was cold and it was Christmas eve that day. After booking the room, we kept our stuff in the room and came out to see and feel the vibe. I can't explain the beauty of that place at the dusk.

I felt like we were in some different world up above the clouds. The wind was cold and the tea was hot. We had one more point to reach tomorrow.

Day 3(High camp to Mardi Himal base camp)

Yes, man from high camp to base camp we managed to reach Kathmandu by 11 pm at night. Dec 24, my birthday. Woke up just before dawn. We were first to leave the camp for the base camp. I wanted that perfect sunrise view from the upper viewpoint. So, with the aid of mobile flash me and my brother started the journey.20 minutes into the walk and we were gaining altitude.Cold December morning and oh man I can't explain that view right now. It was still dark. But the horizon seemed like it was catching fire. We were cold and then we could see each other's breath. Upon reaching the high point we were so tired that we took a rest and the rest turned to a short nap. How can I forget that moment when we(my brother and me) both all tired and cold took a nap on the lap of Himalaya and the first rays of morning Sun welcomed us with some warmth.It is simple but it makes me happy when i remember.

The mountains were majestic and the sky was clear. The wind was cold and the sun was warm. It was my perfect place to be in. I played the song Lazarus by Porcupine Tree and this very song will forever give me nostalgia for that particular moment.

My brother sang me the happy birthday song at that place and I will cherish that moment too. So, after that, the returning journey started. It was all downhill trek to sidhing.Its difficult but it is faster too. By 4 PM we reached sidhing, started the bike, and reached home by the night.

Memories made and bucket list checked.

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Kathmandu to Ama Yangri,Helambu: My solo travel Experience

And now recalling the trip I get such an intense feeling of going to that place again all on my own and experiencing those moments again. But for now, I can just wish because life is changing fast and I should do my part. Unlike those times, that student part of life I cant go travel anywhere anytime. Oh!! such a feeling of Everglow.

Overview
Destination:Ama yangri peak,Helambu region(inside langtang circuit trek)
Distance:6 to 7 hours motorcycle ride from ktm via melamchi
Days required: minimum 2 days.

It was during March, out of nowhere I got that need of going somewhere. I had a new motorcycle at that time around. So, as usual, I lied at home telling my parents we were a group of friends going there.

Day 1

On March 24,2017 at around 11 am I took my motorcycle and headed towards the journey.No no proper plan, no proper gear but full of excitement. I had no idea about the roads after Melamchi. I had read some blogs tho. I rode continuously till Melamchi where I stopped for lunch. It was a small town area. After lunch continues towards the journey. Up to that time, I was riding without asking anyone until after the village began thining. I still remember one man on his honda XR 150 was coming from the opposite direction and I asked him if I was on the right track. He said that the track was right but my motorcycle for the track ahead could be wrong. But I was confident enough and took his words lightly.

further and further I rode and the one main uphill before the tarkeghyang i stopped my bike and realized I just came a long way from home alone and without any proper plan. The uphill before the tarkeghyang was quite a task for both myself and my machine.

There was a sign of relief as I saw some stupas and realized I was entering tarkeghyang, Helambu. It was gloomy and quite cold too. Only one hotel was opened at that time and I booked my room there and it was like 4 or 5 pm. I then came out of the room with a small tripod and my camera phone. I sat with a dog until it was dark outside. That evening was something else for me. With no one around and in absolute silence, I was lost. I am lost for words now but that was exactly what I wanted at that time of my life. For me, that evening was the perfect escapism.

What I didn't ask for was the situation I faced at night. I will never forget that night. Although I say I can travel alone, I am an introvert and I need nobody but that particular night was a test for me. Now imagine this, an unknown place, at a small hotel with only 4 people and me alone in the top room. There was a thunderstorm and it was raining cats and dogs outside.No no electricity.No phone signals. I had to save my mobile's power for the next day. The rain was hitting the roof and all I could hear was the rain and all I could see was pitch darkness. Only at that time, I wished I was not alone.

Day 2

At 5 in the morning, I realized there was snowfall last night. It was soo beautiful outside, I could see that from my window. The excitement level went high again. I was ready to trek for 5 hours to the ama yangri peak. So, after having breakfast I headed for a further journey. I took some eggs, snickers, and 2 red bulls with me. I was an all alone man.

It took me nearly 4 hours to get to the top. It felt a bit hard to go up there. Due to the snowfall that happened the night before, the surrounding was absolutely breathtaking. I could see the mountains all around me. Yaks were there. The view of mountains was out of the imagination. I didn't expect that beauty there at that place. I walked and walked and walked and finally after walking alone and uphill for like 4-5 hours I finally made it to the top of ama yangri.

for moments like this, all struggle is worth it

I was the only person there on the whole hill. It was heaven. I could see below and at that time I told myself that I will do anything to live in the moment like this in my life ahead. I sat there for 1-hour clicking pictures and gazing at the beauty.

All thanks to my camera phone, tripod, and remote I could save some memories from there. It was nearly 1pm when I reached back hotel. I paid the money at the hotel and started riding my motorbike back home. Reached home by evening excited to tell the journey to my loved ones.

That's the blog. Ama yangri trip will always be special for me. I hope I will go there once again and recall those moments. This is the nearest heavenly place from the Kathmandu valley that I suggest everyone to go.

 
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