Hike NEW 'PHOTOS
Mon 4 Apr 2016 07:56
Like my bike ride I am the only customer. I have a guide and a porter for the three days. Clean water is not guaranteed so that has to be carried. We stop at a traditional market to buy food. Most of it looks lovely but some needs to be given a wide berth – mostly you can smell it before you see it.
We stay in wooden village huts with a local family. These are on stilts with hens and pigs underneath. Dinner is communal with everyone diving into the same bowls. A daughter arrives from next door bringing her contribution. Minced squirrel with garlic. About 14 dishes are produced. The leftovers are combined into maybe five dishes; that’s breakfast taken care of.
After dinner someone goes outside and shakes a tree and arrives back with a basket of tamarinds. That’s pudding taken care of.
The open wood fire is built in a sandpit in the floor of the house and this contains the heat from the tinder dry house (it has not rained here for five months). There is a gap at one end of the fire and scraps are thrown through it. That’s the chicken’s breakfast taken care of.
I ask my guide why they boil the mange tout before stir frying. “Must kill all bacteria for westerners”…