Friday,
November 21
A moment at
Poon Hill
Krishna,
Rob, Andy and I left about 5:30 to climb Poon Hill. I wore
my headlight and carried my day pack but we left everything
else at the guest house. The hike was steep, with big steps,
and no way to find easier footing in the dark. And Krishna
set a fast pace, as usual. As we climbed, we got above the
clouds and could see the stars.
At the
top the wind was blowing and it was very cold. There was an
observation tower already crowded with people and a lot of
people on the ground. To one side was a little shed from which
they were selling hot drinks. We got some hot chocolate and
I opened the Hob Nobs, which were quite welcome. There were
no Maoists checking receipts as I had expected.
It was a beautiful
dawning with a spectacular view out above the clouds to the
color show that preceded the sun, and the Annapurnas in their
white coats waiting in shadows. To the west, the darkness
receded in dim pastels. To the east, sky color graduations
progressed until the sun shot its brilliance towards us over
the clouds, and the rays kissed the white peaks.
We lingered and took
photos and watched the other people, especially a very enthusiastic
and large group of Japanese.
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