It’s been a while since I posted some blogs. Anyway, welcome back!
Last week in this Holi, Harihar Koirla, my coworker and I went on a trip to Dolakha. We took off on a motorbike at 4PM from Banepa after finishing the work. There was no rush, so we made a really very slow pace. Along the way, there are a lot of revelers in Dolalghat and Sukute. Nepalese youngsters, these days, enjoy the festival to the hilt. It was a day before Holi and they got a very good reason to flock around and rejoice. They were happily clad in white Holi T-shirts and ready to enjoy the night.
We were going ad hoc, no specific plans on where to stop by for the night. When we reached Khadichaur, we had a feeling that we should ascend to Mude, at least. So we did.
The road to Mude, hell man, was as dusty as Beijing—as they would say. When a vehicle comes by, you could not see through a meter. We, to some extent, escaped the catastrophe of kutchi road ride as it was getting dark. Meaning: Not much of vehicles.
When we reached Mude at 7PM, it was like a madhyarat because there was no light. With difficulty we found a motel to stop by and have dinner. We decided to stay to that particular Khadka dai’s hotel. We felt quite lucky on finding that right after we took shelter there were hefty hailstones falling. Signs are: there is a probability that we would find some snow at the Sailung top and second thing might be that the kutchi rural road will be getting tougher for a two-wheeler. But, everything was in “tomorrow’s womb.”
On Holi Day:
Talking to an old resident of Mude, we were fairly disappointed. He recommended us to go to Kalinchok instead. “There is nothing out there in Sailung. I went there for lighting some holy diyo some six months back and there was not even a single place that could serve a good meal.” We were not kind of people fond of eating a good meal when in tour. We were there to see places. We continued our journey to the road that bifurcated at Mude: one road leads to Charikot and the right one leads to Sailung. The main marketplace of Sailung would take an hour and a half for a motorbike as the locals said it was around 9km. Later we knew the place was Dhunge and we had to pass through Nigale, Baghkhor, Katakuti to reach there.
At 9 in the evening, we reached Kalapani. It was a place to park the bike and stride up. We ordered the meal at only-one available tea house of Lal Bahadur Tamang. It took us around 40 minutes to reach to Thulo Sailung. The height of the main hillock is 3146 meters from sea level. It was already 2PM when we returned to the cottage.
This blog is just about coming and going things. I will write one explanatory blog on how was the place and people. But before that, I have made a teaser of upcoming video documentary of the tour to Sailung which you can watch below:
The main video is releasing soon. Keep on tuning my channel here
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