Trek from Sarangot to Naudanda - Pokhara, Nepal

This trek didn't start with a magical mystery tour. 

We decided to walk the ridge from Sarangot to Naudanda. This is about 12klm.

At the top of Sarangot hill I could see lakeside Pokhara on one side and Hemja (where the Tibetan refugee village is) on the other.

As I looked out over Hemja towards Annapurna, there was a very thick haze obscuring the hills in front of the range. 

I could only see the peaks of the mountains and the fog below so it created an appearance of the peaks floating on the clouds. It was only visable by eye and very cool. 

On the lakeside of the hill is where the paragliding takes place. I'm told that Nepal is one of the top ten places in the world for paragliding.

As we walked along the track we were greeted by numerous happy Nepalese and I picked up another travel partner on the way.....

We stoped for a rest after about 6klm at a village called Kaskikot. Sabrina decided to draw a local house and in doing so caught the attention of the owner.

After a little chit chat he invited us in for tea and buffalo ghee as well as a quick tour of his home. 

His home was simple and very well made. Render over brick and concrete with heavy timber beams. 

The ghee was disgusting and tasted like watered down cows milk with an iron after taste. Thankfully the tea was nice and helped to wash the ghee down. 

We sat and talked (as best we could with the language barrier) a little about us, them, the village and his house before heading off again. 

Later on down the the track I was rushed by a group of young boys who presented me with a well written letter pleading for donations to raise funds to build some sports grounds. How could I resist!

Naudanda looks a lot like Nagarkot to me. Similar in size and layout. It's view is of the river canal that leads to Fewa lake, the Annapurna range and rice paddies that stagger down the hill. The elevation would be slightly less.

When we arrived into Naudanda we were dirty, dusty, hungry and I was looking forward to a hot shower. The only 'good' room available was more like a prison cell. No hot water and no basin with mattresses as thick as blankets. 

Forgoing some creature comforts is something I'm getting quite familiar with. And I couldn't care les to be honest.