Still in Maoist country? One of the last signs we
saw like this on the trek.
This section of the trail being converted into a road.
A hint of snow, but still pretty hot for walking.
Hey Joe, come on in. We stayed here several times
before. Good food, nice staff and the best hot shower on
the east side of the mountain. This time we just
stopped for breakfast.
An orderly kitchen.
Many villages have structures like this with prayer
wheels inside to be turned by the devoted.
The kitchen at the guest house in Temang.
View from my room in Temang. The private room cost Rs
100 (US $1.42). A one liter bottle of mineral
water also cost Rs 100 here. The cost of water increases
the higher you go up the mountain.
Fences are made from rock and firewood.
Bill and I spent the afternoon on the balcony outside
our room enjoying the view.
Our porter, Bryan, takes in some sun after doing the
laundry.
We thought these were two eagles soaring over the
plateau, but when we got to Manang we got a closer look
at similar birds and found out they were vultures.
Vultures or Eagles, they put on a beautiful show all
afternoon.
This place got a huge rush of people for lunch.
After everyone but Bill & I left the staff took a break
in the sun.
Most days started out clear, but almost every day by 2
or 3 in the afternoon it would cloud up.
