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I thought I'd bring this up one more time. Yangdu and I are going to try to squeeze a couple of days into the itinerary for another visit to Pokhara. I know you can't go home again and you can't relive the past but it's something we both want to do. This time I know I will think of Howard along with all the other things when I'm watching the sunrise.
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Sunrise in Pokhara.
Pokhara is Nepal's second largest city but you could not tell by looking. It looksmore like an overgrown village. There is a lake
there, Phewa Lake, and the Himalayas are nearby. It is a beautiful place. Yangdu and I went there years ago when we were
getting to know one another -- I was too old and she was too young but an automobile accident later that nearly cost her life
made us change the way we viewed age and made us realize there were no guarantees and that, in reality, age was a number
and nothing more. Take what God and your karma has offered and make the most of it.
We stayed at a small hotel called the Tragopan, near the lake. Our first morning I arose early, letting Yangdu sleep, and went to
the roof of the hotel to await the sun. A hotel boy had made me a pot of coffee and I had my Gaida (hippo) cigarettes so I sat
alone sipping coffee and smoking, in absolute silence and darkness, waiting for the sun. The first gray light of false dawn came
and I could make out the awesome silhouette of the Himal to the North. Then the snow capped peak of Mt. Pucchare (26,000
foot + fishtail mountain -- virgin peak of the Himalayas, no climbing permits issued for this one) began to take form, turning pink
at the top and slowly growing from top to bottom, pinks and snow whites.
There is no way to describe it -- all the words fail -- awesome, beautful, inspiring, breathtaking, magical, -- it was all of these
and more. More sun and more peaks, Dhaulagiri, the Annapurnas, like an omniscient artist painting a picture of almost
unbearable beauty. I was swept up in the beauty, the closeness, I felt like I could actually reach out and touch what I was
viewing and a great peace enveloped me. I knew that this experience was going to be with me forever and I suddenly became
thankful for all the great blessings that had been given me -- I could see the beauty, I could hear the beauty of the silence, I was
One with the Universe and felt like I was perhaps the most fortunate man in the world.
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Uncle Bill
Himalayan Imports Website
Khukuri FAQ
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Sunrise in Pokhara.
Pokhara is Nepal's second largest city but you could not tell by looking. It looksmore like an overgrown village. There is a lake
there, Phewa Lake, and the Himalayas are nearby. It is a beautiful place. Yangdu and I went there years ago when we were
getting to know one another -- I was too old and she was too young but an automobile accident later that nearly cost her life
made us change the way we viewed age and made us realize there were no guarantees and that, in reality, age was a number
and nothing more. Take what God and your karma has offered and make the most of it.
We stayed at a small hotel called the Tragopan, near the lake. Our first morning I arose early, letting Yangdu sleep, and went to
the roof of the hotel to await the sun. A hotel boy had made me a pot of coffee and I had my Gaida (hippo) cigarettes so I sat
alone sipping coffee and smoking, in absolute silence and darkness, waiting for the sun. The first gray light of false dawn came
and I could make out the awesome silhouette of the Himal to the North. Then the snow capped peak of Mt. Pucchare (26,000
foot + fishtail mountain -- virgin peak of the Himalayas, no climbing permits issued for this one) began to take form, turning pink
at the top and slowly growing from top to bottom, pinks and snow whites.
There is no way to describe it -- all the words fail -- awesome, beautful, inspiring, breathtaking, magical, -- it was all of these
and more. More sun and more peaks, Dhaulagiri, the Annapurnas, like an omniscient artist painting a picture of almost
unbearable beauty. I was swept up in the beauty, the closeness, I felt like I could actually reach out and touch what I was
viewing and a great peace enveloped me. I knew that this experience was going to be with me forever and I suddenly became
thankful for all the great blessings that had been given me -- I could see the beauty, I could hear the beauty of the silence, I was
One with the Universe and felt like I was perhaps the most fortunate man in the world.
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Uncle Bill
Himalayan Imports Website
Khukuri FAQ
