Day 2: Champadevi to Deurali
7:00 am – 5:00 pm (Monday. April 12, 2010)
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We join spokes in a wheel,
But it is the center hole
That makes the wagon move.
We shape clay into a pot,
But it is the emptiness inside
That holds whatever we want.
We hammer wood for a house,
But it is the inner space
That makes it livable.
We work with being,
But non-being is what we use.
Deurali
A more recent addition is the 62 km road from Kathmandu to Hetauda that passes through this pass. This dirtroad is 17 kilometer shorter than the shortest other road to Hetauda. The contractor who constructed the road claims that it takes only two and a half hours to get to Hetauda along this road. If blacktopped it could be the better and quieter option for travelling to Hetauda from Kathmandu. (Places the road goes through: Satungal-Matatirtha-Deurali-Chakhel-Mahalaxmi-Kulekhani-Hetauda)
Either you can stay near the habitation in Deurali or you can climb up the knonll to the west where you shouldn’t have trouble finding a quiet campsite.
Camp at Day 2 on slopes to the west of Deurali
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Personal notes:
Started the day with a pack of biscuits and half a pack of glucose. When we started walking we had half a liter of water left. Was until Deurali until we could get water. Was a nice and easy ridge walk for the first part of the journey. Then it got steeper as we had to climb 2509. The trail right near the top was the scariest trail that I have even been on. It was barely a feet wide slightly yellowish streak of grass on an otherwise greenish pasture sloping at 70 degrees of angle and going down without any obstacle for around 40 meter and then on either pine tree stumps or into the bush thickets on and equally precarious hill side. Saw a partridge (20-25 cm) with whitish cheek and a black face on the way to this hill. The top of the hill had unnavigable wood filled liberally with bush (esp of a kind with leaves having thorns) and creepers. After failing to navigate through the peak we cam back to find another trail marked by a chopped pine tree of around 10 ft with the chopped upper part pointing in the opposite direction to that of the trail. Going down that trail involved a lot of bushwhacking. Fields. Very low on water and very little food. Dai doesn’t feel well. Can’t make it to Deurali for water refill. We get lost in a maze of trails. Come along a bigger one and see a village nearby. Head to it. Madhav Lama’s house. Simpani. Brother pukes. Turns out to be an interesting guy. After reas\ding a story from Devkota’s Katha Sangraha, give the book to his son, Bishal. Gives water and plenty of it even though his family has to walk half an hour to get to the nearest tap which is actually nothing more than a trickle. Get back on trail and reach deurali around 2 pm. Miss a trail which screws up things and the plan to get to Chitlang. Get back to the hill west of deurali and camp there. Morale pretty low at the end. Go to bed without dinner.
Satungal-Matatirtha-Deurali-Chakhel-Mahalaxmi-Kulekhani-Hetauda
62 km. 17 km less than the shortest highway. 2.5 hours to hetauda from Kathmandu.
Animal/bird seen: partridge, a small raptor that flies with a V and flies pretty fast.
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The Tao is always at ease.
It overcomes without competing,
Answers without speaking a word,
Arrives without being summoned,
Accomplishes without a plan.
Its net covers the whole universe,
And though its meshes are wide,
It doesn’t let a thing slip through.
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