Off to the Seti River

(45/95 in case you are counting…)

It’s hard to tell this morning if the sky is overcast with a threat of rain or just the “normal” amount of pollution. It likely wasn’t great before the earthquake, but since then more and more people have had to rely on burning wood for cooking and heating. In turn this makes for haze, in many cases the air is brown.

view out my hotel window

view out my hotel window

We are off today for the Seti River. The alleged plan is for rafting this morning and this afternoon followed by some hiking/trekking tomorrow. The river is down, so I don’t think I really have to worry much about rapids.

From there it will be overland to Chitwan where hopefully tigers will make an appearance. In any case, wifi is not present.

and how it went

all of the gear packed into water proof bags..

all of the gear packed into water proof bags..

and we set off down the river in three rafts.

along the river –

we had plenty of time to look and relax. Class I rapids if you want the absolute truth and about 2 1/2 hours to drift the 12 miles or so we traveled. Hari – our guide – mentioned having done this segment in 45 minutes right after monsoon season.

and arriving at Seti River Camp

and arriving at Seti River Camp

About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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