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Agoda & Bebra
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17th October 2004.
We took a very speedy jeep, to Sangam Chatti, where we took a leisurely 6km stroll to Agoda, a pretty village that sits at 2250 metres. We stayed a couple of kilometres beyond Agoda at Bebra Gate.
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Meet Dave and Helene, we found them looking for the chance to trek in Uttarkashi, so we rescued them from the bullshit of trekking guides and spent the next few days comparing sore legs together.
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If you want the easy way, take a horse, yes they line the trail making Claire sneeze all the way to Agora.
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We came upon breath-taking views of fields covered in the red flowers of the Rajma.
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The villages had lots of children keen for a look and then they would beg for a few rupees. No way.
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This beautiful lady explained to Jason that the flowers were the staple crop of the village. They use the Rajma beans for chapatis and flour, as well as bean dishes.... Jason loves his little broken-Hindi conversation with the villagers.
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A close up of the plant.
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The night closed in and we camped next to a dhaba with the loveliest boy who was so excited that we couldn't, not eat his food. The two hour open fire cooking time meant we were a tad beyond it by the time it arrived, but his little face was just such a picture we had to wait.
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An early start to the next day as Jason woke up to a condensation drip on his face, so he leaped up and made tea for everyone. We refused breakfast at the Dharba so that we could leave on time and enjoy the day.
Having eaten our porridge and drunk our Chai, we make an early start.
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We pass this Government teaching poster, which basically says something about how you can give birth in one and a half hours. With lots of Claire's friends pregnant at the moment, they will be relieved to hear that it is such a speedy process....! It was probably designed by a man.
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We start the day, and try and avoid being thrown off the path by the sacred cows.
The cows here act like people. They make eye contact, they will pick a line past us and stick to it, and they most definitely have personalities... but those horns still scare us when passing on the outside of a cliff drop!
From here we walk to Dodi-Tal Lake
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