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My
introduction to the Annapurna region was through the pages
of Maurice Herzog’s account of his epic conquest of the
first of the 8,000m peaks. The discovery of the 1954 edition
of ‘Annapurna’ on the shelves of my great uncle’s book case
led to what has become an addiction to the high altitude
zones of the Himalaya.
I began trekking in 1994 with a relatively gentle sortie
along Kopra Ridge to the holy waters of Kaire Tal at a
modest 4,725m (15,500ft). From there the South Face of
Annapurna loomed above me. I marvelled at the immense
challenge that had faced Chris Bonington’s team a quarter of
a century earlier as they made the first ascent of this huge
wall of rock and ice. I personally have no aspirations to
climb, drawing pleasure from simply trekking within reach of
those lofty summits and wondering at the remarkable
achievements of those who, perhaps, have a greater spirit of
adventure. However, the curiosity of ‘what lies beyond’
leaves me with a sense of frustration — and an excuse to
return.
The traditional Annapurna Circuit has had increasingly bad
press since the extension of roads along the Kali Gandaki
gorge and Marsyangdi valley which now shadow a major part of
the route. Despite this, the circuit justifiably remains one
of the world’s great walks. If your aim is to wander far
from the maddening crowd while still enjoying the
magnificence and variety of the Annapurna range, then the
Nar/Phu/Tilicho trek around the massif must be at the top of
your wish list. For many years the wildest and most
beautiful sections of this route were considered politically
sensitive and out of bounds to trekkers. Only a few climbing
expeditions were granted permission to use the route along
the Nar Phu Kola which leads over high passes to Tibet. The
slopes between Lake Tilicho and Jomsom had been out of
bounds for many years, used as a military training area for
the army. However, the Nepalese government will now issue
permits to organised groups to venture through these
magnificent regions.
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Our trek
followed the traditional circuit for three days from the
road-head before heading towards Phu from the village of
Koto. Away from the Coca Cola trail, with the exception of a
few backpackers making the day return trip to Lake Tilicho
from base camp, the only westerners we met were climbers
returning from, Tibet via Phu. The landscapes were
stunningly beautiful as our guides revealed to us the routes
into hidden valleys guarded by waterfalls and rocky
sentinels. The terrain was challenging, the temperatures
ranged from 30 C to -17C and the altitude taunted us with
headaches and depleted appetites as we acclimatised. Despite
this, camping and exploring above 5,000m overshadowed by the
ice-fluted walls of Herzog’s Great Barrier of 7000m peaks
was an exhilarating experience.
The cobalt blue high altitude skies and deep turquoise
glacial waters of the highest lake in the world were more
beautiful than I could have imagined. However, it was the
contact with the people of the remote village of Nar that
provided the most unexpected experience of this journey.
As I walked away from the ‘medieval’ village of Nar my mind
was on the exertions required on the 5,300m Kang La pass
that separated us from the Manang valley. Any anxieties I
might have about the journey were forgotten as an
interpreter relayed a plea that had just been made to him by
a shopkeeper. She had pointed out to him the unusually low
numbers of men in the village, and then in distraught tones
had disclosed the cause. Only four months previously the
villagers had bludgeoned to death five youths from Gorkha
and two others had died when they fell from a cliff into the
icy glacial waters of the Nar River during their attempt to
flee. Due to the remoteness of the area it
took three weeks before the outside world became aware of
the tragedy. Police had then rounded up and imprisoned 40
men from Nar, including the shopkeeper’s husband. Some of
them admitted to their involvement in the murders, four of
the others had been released, leaving 36 retained in jail in
Manang possibly facing life sentences. The women of Nar had
been left with the crisis of gathering in the harvest,
tending to the animals and raising the children without
their men in this remote and extreme environment. Their only
plea to us was that we helped support their children by
providing pencils and exercise books for their school work.
What had driven the men of an isolated Buddhist community to
community to commit murder? It transpired that the cause of
the violence was a turf war over the lucrative caterpillar
fungus, known locally as Yarchagumba, which is believed to
be a cure for sexual impotency - a natural Viagra!
Yarchagumba, a combination of a rare fungus and a yellow
caterpillar, is found in Himalayan meadows at altitudes
between 3,300-4,000 meters. After the rainy season the
fungus infects caterpillars living in the soil. During the
winter the parasitic fungus (Cordyceps sinensis) gradually
takes over the entire body cavity of the caterpillar
draining its energy and eventually killing it. The
caterpillar dies near the top of its burrow and the fruiting
body of the fungus grows out of the caterpillar’s head,
emerging as a mushroom above the soil to release its spores.
As the snows melt the locals collect the yarchagumba before
it in washed away by the monsoon rains.
While it has been used in traditional Chinese Medicine since
the 17th century, it was only after the extraordinary
performance of a group of Chinese athletes in the 1993 World
Outdoor Track and Field Championships in Stuttgart that the
western world showed interest in the medicinal properties of
Yarchagumba. The runners had also broken five world records
at the National games in Beijing that year. They were
suspected of using anabolic steroids but tested negative for
illegal drugs; however, their coach revealed that they were
taking Cordyceps. As well as its use in fighting fatigue and
as an aphrodisiac it is also claimed to have anti-ageing
properties and to be effective against a variety of ailments
including fatigue, cancer, depression and diabetes. More
recently biotechnology companies in the USA have competed to
produce commercial quantities of the more potent varieties
of the caterpillar fungus under laboratory conditions. With
increased demand the value of Yarchagumba, now also known as
‘Himalayan Gold’, has rocketed. Collection was illegal in
Nepal until 2001 when the government lifted the ban and
imposed a royalty rate of $280 per kilo. Currently the
Yarchagumba trade runs into hundreds of thousands of
dollars.
Perhaps when the men from Gurkha descended on the high
meadows of Nar in search of the life-enhancing mushrooms
they triggered one of the episodes of greed and slaughter
which, throughout history, has accompanied the quest for the
chance of immortality. When James Hilton penned ‘Lost
Horizon’ I wonder if he knew of this Chinese medicine. Was
Yarchagumha the inspiration behind the eternal youth of the
inhabitants of the mysterious Lamasery in his hidden valley,
his Shangri-La?
While this amazing trek might be considered an attractive
alternative to the traditional Annapurna circuit some
sections are truly demanding. In places the path is very
exposed and prone to sudden rock falls. We witnessed
avalanches and listened to the ice creaking and groaning
around us. Greater acclimatisation is required prior to
crossing the Tilicho Pass than for the Thorung La, as the
route stays higher for longer with no opportunity for a
quick escape to lower altitude. Acclimatisation is built
into the route by visiting and camping high at Nar and Phu
prior to climbing to lake Tilicho. The theory is that by
using a new Tilicho pass trekkers can cross the Muktinath
Himal without the technical skills and equipment advised for
the lower but very steep Mesokanto La. However, guides are
not always familiar with the path to this pass and we found
ourselves being led via a different route straight into the
military restricted area below. Fortunately there was no
visible activity in the area at the time and we were not
turned back over the pass. In-step crampons enabled us to
safely negotiate the snow-covered slopes. While obviously
challenging I would consider this to be a trek well within
the limitations of anyone who has previously trekked at high
altitude.
At the end of every trek I return refreshed, and like giving
birth, the pain and fear are quickly forgotten. Once home I
indulge in reflection on the highs and lows. Two regrets
remain in my mind from this journey. One was that the
elusive snow leopards once again revealed only their
footprints in the snow. The second was that I was not
allowed to swim in one of the world’s most spectacular
pools. Ten years earlier 1 had spent a day in Jomsom on my
return from Mustang and had discovered the then brand new
Jomsom Mountain Resort, which stands high behind the
village. It still strikes me as totally bizarre that anyone
would think to build a 100room, international five star
hotel at 2,800m (8,800ft) in such a place. However, the
thought of once again being able to swim in natural spring
water looking straight out at the magnificent snow-covered
peak of Nilgiri had been one of the incentives keeping me
moving forward over the high passes. Unfortunately this time
my climb up the steep, dusty, windblown slope to the resort
was in vain. The ‘Heated’ pool was still unheated, as it had
been on my previous visit but this time a very sensible
could not understand why anyone would want to immerse
themselves in this pool and could not be persuaded to let me
take the risk of hypothermia. Both disappointments provide
excuses to return to the remote backwaters of the high
Himalaya. Perhaps next time I will be lucky?
Not all of the highs of the journey were confined to the
trek - the mountain flight from Jomsom to Pokhara and then
back to Kathmandu, on this occasion provided by Yeti
Airlines, was an unforgettable experience. Kathmandu had
witnessed a threefold increase in its population since my
first visit to Nepal all those years ago. I found that it
was still possible to find calm in the chaos that had
accompanied this explosion. While I love the crazy turmoil
of Thamel I found great pleasure in escaping behind the wall
to the recently restored Garden of Dreams. There I finished
reading ‘The Shadow of the Wind’ accompanied by a soothing
pot of Jasmine tea and the music of Gabriel Yared on my MP3
player.
My last afternoon in the Kathmandu valley was spent sipping
gin and tonic on a sunroof in Sunakothi. As I gazed across
to the panorama of the Himalayan ranges, from Annapurna in
the West to Everest in the East, they reflected the apricot
glow of the setting sun. In Nepal I can always rind my
Shangi La, my hope is that it will keep me young for many
years to come.
Ann Luck |