Today we began the hike back to Lukla
and the airport. In 3.5 hours of walking we covered the same ground
in reverse as day 2 and 3 together, going from Namche to Phakding.
We left Namche at 9 AM and reached the
white waters of Dohd Kosi in an hour. We crossed the first of five
suspension bridges we had to traverse that day. The air at river level is
thicker and warmer.
Trains of mules and jokiyos also use
the bridges. They have absolute right of way. On bridges, you can
squeeze by mules but not the wider jokiyos. You have to back up.
On trails, you step aside when they
approach. And if you get behind them on a narrow trail, you eat their
dust.
Most of the trail is down with a few
short ascents. While going down is easier on the lungs, it his harder
on the old knees.
The river is never out of view as you
hike the canyon forests. The roar is always with you. The untamed and
undammed river offers miles and miles of superb whitewater, but nary
a kayaker was in sight.
View of the river through pines and rhododendron trees |
My nose became so aggravated by dust
the previous days—constant runny nose—that I bought a buff (a
thin fabric neck tube) as I'd seen many others wear. You pull it over
your nose bandit-style. It helped. My shocked sinuses are recovering.
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