Across Northern India, back to Nepal Weeks 144 - 145 January 4th - 10th 2014
Having strayed a lot further west than intended we now have to find our way east again.

Delhi is in the way. We'll head north of it and enter Nepal at its western border with India.

In the meantime we'll look at the frequent brickworks and wonder where the fuel comes from.

We are west of Bijner and heading towards Kircha.

We entered India with some trepidation, fueled by stories of difficult travels.

We leave with a sense that we would like to stay longer, having found a way of traveling that suits us.

Slowly slowly. We are averaging about 200 km / day.

Not helped by early morning mist. We waited until after 10am for it to clear sufficiently to feel a little safe.

Not helped also by roadworks.
We didn't expect to see sugar.

But there it is. All nicely tied in tufts with pretty bows.

Nor did we expect to see the local model aero club out for the day.
The dung for fires was fascinating. All piled up in domes for storage.
We pass several large sugar mills.

I guess trucks are cheaper than sugar mills so the queue is ok.

But private enterprise to the rescue.

There are numerous mini-mills.

Small scale, belt drive, wood fired.

And no queues.

Still misty.
We kept our distance and used the zoom.

Wondering at what stage in the manufacturing process the old tyres were added.

Every so often in India we have passed small flag bearing processions.

The distinctive bit about this one is we managed a photo.

Bamboo ladders and scaffolding poles.

Developed economy work in process calculations haven't yet achieved meaningful status in the world of Indian manufacturing.

"Value add" to local materials - in the drab language of the consultants.

Very functional ladders to us, without the high energy cost of aluminium.

We often wonder how the culture of a country is shaped.

One wonders at the influences that have led to a musical performance of Shakespeare's Macbeth in the middle of northern India.

Of course there's no reason why not. And there's no reason why its missing from Australia.

But we like to wonder. And ask "why" like some cracked record.

We've lost count of the days.

About 1500km in 7 days.

The barrage in the distance is the Nepalese border.

There was an interesting bit of mobile phone coordination between Indian police at one end and Nepalese at the other as locked gates became unlocked ... just for us.

Just the right size for our vehicle (2.1m wide).

Motorcyclists and cyclists kindly dismounted and cringed as we crawled past. Heaps of room.

And so we are driving through the Terai.

The flat land at the base of the foothills which is in Nepal.

This is the cable stayed bridge across the Karnali River.

The river starts at Lake Manosaravara,  below Mt Kailash in Tibet.

Where we camped on September 20th (110 days "before current camp").

A meagre 240km to the north as the crow (or the stork, or whatever migrates in this neck of the woods) flies.

We could have walked faster and got here sooner, at about 2.2 and a bit km/day.

But we would have missed a lot of other things.

We are headed west to east.

The rivers run north to south.

Badiya National Park is quite large and wooded.

So we felt obliged to try and become lost in it.

We are a couple of hundred metres from the road.

A couple of army personnel found us in the morning.

They were very understanding about our lack of permits, accepted the profuse apologies of a couple of obviously ignorant foreigners, and advised us they could be obtained 30km to the east.

We followed their advice to move, after agreeing breakfast should be completed first.

Pokhara and Sarankot, Nepal Weeks 145 - 148 January 11th - February 1st 2014

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