Like our previous trip, we took a coach to Naya Pul, the starting point. We went up to Hille (1,540m), then to Ghorepani (2,750m). On the way, we met some familiar faces – the children we met during our previous trips. Poon Hill was in our itinerary again. As I had missed it the first time, I was all too eager to see for myself the place that was most talked about. We started at 4.30am. The sky was dark and the air, crisp. As we were struggling our way up the steep and winding path, we could see torchlights, like fireflies glowing in the dark, all along the trail. Some were way ahead. There were people who were more eager and anxious than us to see the sunrise!
We arrived at the summit before six just in time to catch the first ray of sunlight. When I saw the ray coming up from the horizon, I dashed for the best spot to capture the beautiful sunrise on my camera before it disappeared. The mountain range, the Dhaulagiri peak – Oh! So beautiful, so enchanting! I was lost for words. Was I dreaming? Is there really such beautiful scenery on earth? I am running out of superlative to describe it. Seeing is believing. As I gaped in awe at the heart-stopping vista, it became clear to me why Alice and Leow would want to go back for the third time! The arduous climb was worth it.
From Ghorepani, instead of heading east for Tadapani (as in the previous trip), we went north to Tatopani. (Tatopani means hot water in Nepali. The village gains its name from the hot springs near the river below the village.) We left the lodge at 8.50 after breakfast.
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