Too Many Views: Chame to Upper Pisang

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Today was probably the greatest day of trekking in my life. The hike was even more beautiful than the amazing valleys, mountains, and lakes of New Zealand. It seems that, as our trip progresses, the treks just keeps getting even crazier and more stunning than the last. Today was the best day of the Annapurna Circuit so far… my opinion at least.


I can’t say the same for Ella, who struggled with a very stuffed nose and hard coughing all day.

But the scenery was truly spectacular. As we hiked through the woods to start the day, we finally started noticing our first bits of snow. It littered the ground and covered the tree branches, occasionally falling down our backs or right onto our heads.

avalanche in the background!

We stopped at a shop on the side of the road and bit into some of the greatest apples I’ve ever tasted. But the experience may have been enhanced by the cutest dog ever…..except for my dog, Molly, of course. We petted the puppy and ate our apples, along with some of our friends, who we’d met at the last guest house where we stayed.

Then we continued on, and into the mountains we went.

We stopped for a quick snack of cheese fried momos and chicken soup.

After crossing a bridge over an icy river and cutting around the corner of a cliff, the trail opened up into a valley ringed with mountains in every direction. It was the most beautiful scenery I’ve ever seen. I was forced to stop several times and just turn 360 degrees, taking everything in. And the view became even better. As we climbed slowly up to Upper Pisang, we looked to our left and saw two of the snowy, towering mountains of the Annapurna mountain range. Annapurna II and IV loomed over us, the sun illuminating their snow capped peaks.

Finally, the cruel up/down up/down of “flat” Nepali hiking really did flatten out into a gorgeous meadows with yaks dotting the local soccer field.

As soon as we entered Upper Pisang our priority was to find a guest house with a view of these incredible mountains. Oh, and of course that the place had a stove and fire, seeing as how cold it became as soon as the sun went down. We were forced to crawl into our sleeping bags and wait the night out, until it would get warmer in the morning. The night was freezing, but our sleeping bags kept us reasonably warm, and we anticipated and dreamed about the amazing views we would see tomorrow.”

– Walden

Molly’s long lost cousin, who would have thought in Nepal? Donnie needed a serous brushing!


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