I woke up at 8 in the morning. Unusual in normal times. Unusual when I am traveling. When I am not traveling and staying home I wake up very late. Like around 9:30. When I am traveling I generally wake up very early, like 5:30 or 6 because of the pressure involved. It’s better to walk early in the morning before sun comes up to suck up your energy.
First day’s walk had been longer than it should have actually been. That had made me more tired.
So I woke up at 8 am even though the alarm bell on my cell phone had dutifully alerted me at 6:30 am. After having a cup of tea and a Tibetan bread I was ready to explore the valley. It was my plan to explore the Dhorpatan valley in the morning before resuming the walk for a few hours to reach a place called Nishel Dhor (or Nishi Dhor). As per the suggestion of the sahuji of the hutel, I took the shortcut to reach the other side of the valley. That meant avoiding the proper trail which has a bridge to cross the river and saving myself from walking about an hour just to reach the other side where offices of the hunting reserve and a Tibetan refugee settlement are located. Both are close to the airstrip under maintenance. Continue reading
Two middle-aged men drag their bicycles on the slope leading up to Koteshwor, Kathmandu this evening. In these times of “environmental consciousness” I can safely assume that they are not trying to make any statements like “we are toiling because we care for our environment” and “we prefer cycling because we dislike traveling in vehicles that consume fossil fuel”.
Motorbikes are the most preferred form of transportation in the city for those who can afford them (and those who can’t afford a car). I don’t think people put their concern for environment before their desire to travel comfortably. Bicycling could be fun (or even fashionable) during the bandas in Kathmandu but this city is not bicycle-friendly. Not just because there are no separate lanes for bicycle on roads. There are far too many slopes in the city which means bicyclists have to get off their cycles and drag them, like in the photo above, every kilometer or two.
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यो लेख आजको कान्तिपुर कोसेलीमा प्रकाशित भएको हो ।
हुनसक्छ केही क्षणमै पत्रिका फ्यात्त फ्यालेर तपाई कतै हिड्ने सुरमा हुनुहुन्छ ? गाउमा हिडाइ धेरैहदसम्म बाध्यता हो तर शहरमा त्यो सचेत छनोट हुनसक्छ । हिर्डाईलाई उद्देश्यमुलक पाइलाचलाई ठान्नुहुन्छ भने यहाँ कुरा त्यसको मात्रै भइरहेको छैन । यत्तिकै हिड्ने क्या । फोकटमा । टहलिने । बरालिने । यसो एकाध घन्टा ? वा थोरोका झैं कम्तिमा चार घन्टा ?
‘दिनमा कम्तिमा चार घन्टा-सामान्यतया त्यो भन्दा बढी-सांसारिक व्यस्तताबाट पुरै छुटकरा लिएर जंगल, डाडा तथा खेतहरुमा बरालिइन भने मलाई लाग्छ म आफ्नो स्वास्थ्य र उत्साहको रक्षा गर्न सक्दिन,’ हेनरी डेभिड थोरोले सन् १८६२ को निबन्ध ‘वाकिङ्’मा लेखेका छन् । ‘जव कहिलेकाही मलाई सम्झाइन्छ कि मेकानिक तथा पसलेहरु मध्यान्हअघिमात्र होइन मध्यान्हभरी पनि पलेटिमारेर बसिरहन्छन् मानौ तिनका खुट्टा उभिन र हिड्न होइन बस्न बनाइएका हुन् म ठान्छु तिनीहरुलाई धेरै अघि नै आत्महत्या नगरेकोमा जस दिइनुपर्छ ।’ Continue reading