So yesterday was supposed to be our last day in Leh town,
but as a result of torrential rain the past few evenings throughout Ladakh, the
horses can’t go and the two main roads are shut. So, we’re heading out tomorrow instead to
begin our trek from Tsomoriri (the lake where a nun riding a yak couldn’t get
her yak to stop, and therefore waded right into the lake and drown), where
we’ll camp the night and hopefully be able to begin our trek the next
morning. The trek itself is 8ish days,
the first day of which we will be walking along the lake itself at 4000 metres. Towards the end of the trek, there is a river
crossing involving ropes and wading across a glacial river, and then Parang La
pass, at 5000 metres.
Leh has been dreamy beautiful, complete with picnics along
the river with our friends Tashi Murup and Rigzen, coffee and fruit breakfasts,
a visit to the ancient monastery Alchi to look at the thousand year old murals,
and generally lots of eating and shopping.
While some days I feel that Leh is a little too touristy and
hectic, I really love this town and our friends here and will be sorry to say
goodbye. With plans in action to come
back next year and do some screenings and showings for our book, though, it’s
not as hard to leave as it could be!
Inshallah in 10 days or so we’ll be in Manali, and I will be
updating from there!
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