Asia | Nepal | Western Hills | Annapurna Mountain Range – 2670m – Chame: playing around…
Great day today!
Chame is a nice little place with loads of shops (which we are not used to anymore), a pharmacy, a bridge and a volley bal field!
We arrived really early (around noon) after a terrific walk: allthough there were several really steep bits, they were always followed by fairly flat bits through amazing pine trees forests.
Loads of butterflies again and by now virtually all ‘normal’ trees have given way to these nice and shady pine forests.
We also had our first really good view of Annapurna III – a little snowcapped bump in the earth of some 7555m high…
It is so overwhelming to see these snowcapped mountains peaking against the bright blue sky.
As a girl from the Lowlands, where part of our land is actually under sea level and our own ‘mountain’ does not even reach 400m, it was always difficult to understand why someone would like to risk his life to go climb a dangerous mountain.
Being so close to these majestic miracles of nature, the understanding slowly starts to seep in…
The Group has joined us again and after a first bit of tea I went off with Remco to check out the hot springs: bugger all, they were put out of order by one of the many landslide some time ago…
so as to not have spoilt the (however short) walk down there and to fully appreciate the big effort of getting my (tiny, travellers) towel, I decided to dip my feet in and stand in the icy cold Marshyandi river!
Quite the opposite of the so acclaimed hot springs…!
After this wet adventure, we decided to check to local festival out that was in full activity on the other side of the river.
It consists mainly of all the men getting nicely dressed up in special skirts and furry hats and trying their best (which is not very good sometimes as the alcohol is flowing freely) at shooting arrows with a bow. They have it all worked out; once finished on one side of the local play ground, everybody just walks to the other side, picks up their bow and starts to aim for the wooden target which is on the other side of the field. Not an easy thing to do, when all the others around you try to make you laugh while you take aim…
and it goes on, and on, and on,…. Just hitting the wood is for some already reason for big celebrations and lifting their man up in the air to show their appreciation.
A colourful and amusing spectacle!
On our way back Amore decided to check out the local volley ball field and before we knew it Fiona and I were playing volley ball with 10 local Nepali men!
This of course soon became the talk of town and within minutes we had a cheering crowd, watching these strange foreign girls play volley ball…
A lot of fun!