The Moore American


February 15, 2012

The mother daughter trip of a lifetime

MOORE — It was time for an adventure. The year of planning was our daughter Shanna’s job. I was just along for the ride. I guess my job was to stay in shape and be ready for what was to come. Fortunately, when I retired, I was determined to exercise — the treadmill at home, zumba and aerobics at the Health Club and walking with a friend — as many days a week as I could.

On Oct. 14, Shanna, who lives in Oregon, and I left for our Nepal vacation. We met in Delhi, India, then shortly left for Katmandu where we stayed for two days sightseeing and preparing for our trek. We planned to hire a porter/guide. Shanna knew what she was looking for, usually a porter only carries bags and a guide just guides. Shanna asked many questions, then asked if he had questions for us. I’m sure that he was looking at me and thinking “what is this old lady doing here?” His only question, “can you walk?”

Fortunately, we found the combination we were looking for — Suzanne (our guide) would carry the heaviest backpack, that left Shanna with the middle and me the baby. Shanna had told me we would carry our own backpacks until, preparing for our trek, she climbed Mt. Shasta in California and realized that 30 or so extra pounds makes a huge difference.

The next day we traveled on a bumpy, dirty bus for about seven hours, then got on an overcrowded (sacks of feed, etc. filled the aisles) local bus for another hour then walked to a teahouse where our journey was to begin.

The next morning, we were off for our 20 day trek (paths that have been used for hundreds of years by the Nepali for trade routes and only opened to tourists in the 1970s.) It began in subtropical weather with beautiful plants and lovely mountain views. We usually walked about eight miles a day, we would be walking more than 100 miles.

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