Nepal, Day 10: Breaking Camp

We checked out and hit the road early. It was a long day of riding as we traced our tracks backwards, enjoying the spectacular views from a slightly different perspective. The weather was fabulous, blue skies with temperatures in the mid 30’s upon departure. Dressed...

Nepal, Days 8, 9: Altitude Blues

I tried to die yesterday. More on that later. After pushing off from Kagbeni, we soon came to a gate crossing to the Upper Mustang Valley. To proceed past this point was no small undertaking. It required lots of pre-planning, permits, Visas, and the accompaniment of a...

Nepal, Day seven: Karma Reset

After a good night’s sleep, we grabbed breakfast and had an interesting and often heated conversation with the proprietor, Romi. He’d been running the Inn founded by his father nearly 80 years ago with the help a staff that included his son. He figured us as Americans...

Nepal, day six: Upper Mustang

We set out the early the next morning on what Brett shared would be the toughest leg of the whole trip. Wolfgang, our German rider with the nickname Lupo, let us know he’d be spending the remainder of the trip in the support vehicle. He’d hurt his wrist (it was later...

Nepal, day five: Kickstands up!

It was our first day of riding and it was a blast. Checking out of our hotel, I met my brother from a different mother, Sani, from Bali, Indonesia. Seeing we were motorcyclists, he struck up the conversation. He’d just completed an 8-day mountain trek with his family,...