Sab Kuch Milega ;-)

On our way down from the mountains. The walk is long, but so scenic that we had to stop a lot to marvel over the beauty of nature.

A game of cards at the local(Pulga) bar that happen to be open for the change . The local businesses in these villages keep a very random opening time, depending on the chores on the "fields" that even the shopkeepers attend to.

Some locals working on the field in the village of Tonga. Summer is real short here, so they have to get the best of it.

Pine forests like this are all over in the lower-Himalayas. This one is in Manali.

Kiriganga has a thermal bath that is outdoors, so one can sit in hot-hot water up on 3000 meters and look at the snow-caped mountains around.

Tosca on the rocks. We went to this mountain refuge called Kiriganga. Two days camping there... endless joy in splendid isolation.

This was one of our dogs out of four. We had them for two days. Real mountain strays. They looked a bit rough off, but they also where real smart.

Sleepy afternoon in Pulga.

Ga' on the patio.



Negyszogletu kerek erdo.

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Believe it or not, no touch up has been done. This place really looks like this :-))

Chocolate please....

These women are breaking rocks by the riverside all day, so it can be used for construction. One of the most dreadful jobs I have ever seen, but at least they are doing it in a lovely setting.

This is a tiny village in Parvathi valley called Pulga. Time stops when you enter the place.

Throughout India there are these posters in public places that usually display an idyllic life situation of some kind, accompanied by some "wise" saying. The only thing left to the observer to decide is ; which one is cheesier, the picture or the quote. (In this case I guess the quote rules by fare :-))

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The thermal bath of Vasist village..very-very hot my friend!

Cow-lonics :-)

Bonny and Clide with a runaway bike...

We couldn't sit too long on our butts without taking another hike to the snowy peaks. This one is Solang valley and it took us two days shanty-shanty.

This respectable size of specie is called yak. They mainly parade them around for tourist, but also use it's milk to make yak cheese. It's skin and bones can be used for all kinds of handmade memorabilia, and given the size of the beast one could supply a whole handicraft store.

Almost every house has this ancient looking weaving machine on the patio and the woman surely use it to make all kinds of colorful winter clothes.

This is a typical house in the mountains of HP. Downstairs live the animals, and the second floor is for the humans. Nicely-nicely :-)

The woman are the spectators of the show...

There was a nice local celebration at the local Hanuman temple. The band plays in the middle and the man dance around them for long hours (basically the whole of the afternoon, stopping only for some quick shots of local booze).

This is me and Gabri, after trying some local herbal remedy.

The sport of the locals besides the mandatory cricket of course is the volleyball. They do competitions between the different villages and it is fun to watch because these kids play damn' well.

So we got to Manali, this little town in Himachal Pradesh that is famous of it's apples, cherries and the large amount of weed and charas that the locals produce around September.
Well, according to the picture, they also make cotton-candy (that I did not know).