Karnali River (too) Slow Boat
where the river is still broad and deep enough to trundle us along with only slight encouragement from our four(!) trusty helpers. The sweeping, elegant bridge, the longest of its type in the world, (built with a little help from our friends, the Japanese…)
A couple of hours later, we said goodbye to M, Arjun and co. (who set off on another of those heart-stopping jungle walks), while yours truly insisted on staying in the (imaginary) safety of the boat. This part of the trip often came down to dragging the raft downstream in not-enough-water-for-floating, over slippery melon-sized rocks. Progress was understandably slow- until someone mentioned that the darned tigers loved this section of the river for drinking, water play, (and hunting?!?). Wow! That well-meant comment triggered an adrenalin rush that had me, literally, skipping over the rocks while lugging the raft and its passengers, single-handedly (well, almost) downriver- way past the tiger play- and prey-ground. It also earned me an entirely undeserved reputation, for high energy ruggedness and stamina, with the guides. Haha!
Surprise- (not), it’s the Dal harvest! Dal bhat anyone?