Gateway to Mustang

Trekking in the off-the-grid, Upper Mustang Himalayas was all that I’d imagined and much, much more. It was shockingly beautiful at every turn, the people endlessly sweet, the villages simple and incredibly photogenic. The trekking itself was often hard, testing my limits hours at a time. No altitude sickness, no headaches, even though the higher passes took every ounce of strength and determination I had.

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The River

This shaky, undulation bamboo bridge is rebuilt every dry season when the flood waters recede. The walking surface is nothing but an open weave of bamboo slats that shifts with every step. The water of this Nam Kahm river moves sluggishly as it joins the Mekong just a hundred yards away. 

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