Hunger Pangs at Pang

For those of you who are familiar with my travels and may be thinking - where's the rufty tufty Tiff who take her own tent everywhere and camps rough - yes I did have my tent in my Giant Loop panniers. And I was prepared to put it up and had spotted a few secluded spots to wild camp in, but I was extremely worried about how cold my feet were and with no source of heat at these altitudes I knew I was in danger of frostbite. My poor circulation means that high altitude travel is a bit risky and I'm prone to cold feet at the best of times.
In fact one of my favourite quotes from my ex-boyfriend who had been a policeman for some time is
"Jesus Tiff, I've handled corpses that are warmer than your feet"

And so, I found myself in the Indian version of Eurocamp for the night (google it if you're not sure what Eurocamp is)

I survived the night, despite the incipient vomiting and massive headache, waking up feeling a lot better - especially once I'd seen the view from my tent

I scrambled out of tent to get a look and take some photos, this was my tent site

My Enfield is the one on the right next to my tent.

No time to linger though, I had a lot of miles to cover today as well - usually I would not be travelling this fast but as you will recall, I am on a recce and have limited time to check out the route and get back down to the plains.
Oats, dried fruit and water for breakfast along with a mug of tea, then I set off again, with yet more blue skies. Though I wasn't to appreciate those blue skies until my return journey.

Another river crossing- where a car was having a lot of problems and was stuck

what you can't see from this photo are the seven people crammed in the back of the car, all looking a bit concerned that they will have to get out and push

I wasn't keen to get soaking wet again and so I asked the bridge repair guys, who happily let me squeeze past them

as you can see, the bridge was not in the best of conditions.

I'd descended a lot from yesterday's snowfields and so the riding was a lot easier.

Next stop is Pang, where I enjoyed my first dish of momos

This is the Momo Mama- she operates out of a parachute tent, she and her family live out the back while food service and cooking goes on in the front.

having sampled the Tibetan food, this is also where the locals are in their traditional Tibetan robes

The altitude headache had gone, there was a bit more oxygen in the air to brethe and so I could smile once more.