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DocD Every day in the 70s this week.

I want to trek the Anapurna Sanctuary (read all 3 entries…)
Fish Tail and all

When I was in Nepal, we planned to fly to Pokhara and do the Anapurna Sanctuary trek. When we got to the Katmandu airport, the flight was canceled due to bad weather. A week before a plane on that route crashed on the side of a mountain. We took it as an omen that we weren’t meant to go, so we climbed a nearby mountain, Nagarkot, instead. But I can’t give up my dream of doing the Sanctuary and seeing Fish Tail in a partially clouded sunset.



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DocD Every day in the 70s this week.

Nagarkot revisited

Aloha,
The climb was interesting. We hooked up with a Tibetan who offered to guide us for a small monetary offering. I had read about the ascent and was prepared in mind for the leech forest where, for some reason, our guide decided was the best place to stop for a rest. While myself and my two friends spent our rest time pulling leeches off of each other before thay could attach, our guide, Dennis Lama, snoozed. Hence, he was the only one who got sucked, but was totally unfazed. The climb from that point got more rigorous, and the youngest of our group had to have the guide carry his pack. I, the oldest, had been working out on a stair master for months, so was able to keep pace with the guide with ease. Upon reaching the summit, the sun had set, so we found the cheapest digs around, grabbed a bite and a few brewskies, and after the exausting climb, concked out early. We rose before daybreak to peer through the clouds and view a distant Everest in the misty glow of morning light. At breakfast, we learned there was a road to the top of the mountain, so took the bus back to Katmandu. Unfortunately, my camera had been in my pack next to my water bottle, so got moisture in it and refused to take pictures for 2 days. Here’s a shot of me enjoying a curry lunch back in Katmandu.

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DocD Every day in the 70s this week.

The hand of God? Naa, just call me Doc

Aloha again

I noticed in your goals, all the help you want to do for the people of Nepal. I applaud you. I too have taught English on and off in Asia. Have you been to Cambodia? That’s another place you may find interesting and in need of your help. I’ll tell you some stories later, but for now, let me tell you another from Nepal, and how I may have inadvertently cured a few people of leprosy. My buddy and I had checked into the Katmandu Guest House, and since it was early, we decided to take a walk. My Lonely Planet guide said to find the true Nepal, just head off in any direction, so off we went. Before long, we found ourselves in over our heads. It seems we had wandered right into the center of Katmandu’s leper colony. An old man walked up to me and extended his fingerless hand. Realizing it was dry leprecy, I made no hesitation to grab his hand firmly and shake it. He seemed a bit amazed and shocked at my action and lack of revultion. Perhaps he was expecting to intimidate me in hopes of some quick cash and my fearful exit, but instead the opposite occured. I refused to release his hand, and he just stood there silent with both mouth and eyes wide open. The crowd was also silent. Still holding his hand, I raised my left hand and waved it back and forth as I spouted some mumbojumbo. Then I released the old man’s hand and waved for the crowd to part. They parted in silence as my friend and I made our way through, touching each one on the head as we left. I can’t help but think that they were thinking that I might have been some foreign witch doctor or magic man sent by one of their gods to cure them. The power of positive thinking can do wonders

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