Category Archives: Mustang

In 1966, while running for the California governorship, Ronald Reagan allegedly said, when discussing the proposed national park to preserve the tall trees of Del Norte and Humboldt counties, “You’ve seen one redwood, you’ve seen them all.” What he actually … Continue reading →

From 1380 to 2008, the upper Mustang valley was ruled by a single dynastic line. Six hundred twenty eight years is a long time for political stability; what led to this continuous succession within one family over 24 generations? In the … Continue reading →

After we freshened up – which consisted of taking off dusty hiking boots – we climbed down to the tea house dining room. Windowed on two sides, it overlooked the town, which slanted below us as it crowded to the … Continue reading →

At 2729 meters (8930’) above sea level, Jomsom is roughly the same elevation as our home in Snowmass, Colorado. As we traveled the next two weeks, every now and then I would give Cheryl a reference of our elevation to … Continue reading →

  The bells seemed distant at first – a faint metallic rattle filtering through the drafty window of our second story room. Just as the planes and airports had been growing progressively smaller and more primitive as we moved out … Continue reading →

Jomsom Airport sits on a low plateau just west of the Kali Gandaki river. Both north and south, the riverbed spreads out nearly a mile wide, filled with rocks sized between walnuts and melons, brought down from the barren Himalayan … Continue reading →

The planes were getting progressively smaller, the flights progressively shorter, and the danger quotient geometrically higher. By the time we arrived at the Pokhara airport, I knew my fate was totally in the hands of either the Hindu gods or … Continue reading →

While Mustang has been inhabited for millennia, and lies on a major North-South trade route used for centuries, very few Europeans had ventured into the Kingdom prior to 1992. The first recorded visit was by Swiss explorer and geographer Toni … Continue reading →

In one week, Cheryl and I leave for the Kingdom of Lo. For thirty years, I have fitfully hoped to someday see Tibet. Not the Tibet of today, as conquered by the Han Chinese, but more the Tibet I first … Continue reading →