Note:
All these photographs have been taken using an OLYMPUS OM 10 Manual focus SLR camera. The lenses used were 28mm fixed wide angle lens, 50mm fixed standard lens and 80 - 200mm zoom.

I have put up these selected photos for your viewing pleasure and I have tried to recount in a few brief words the saga that surrounds each of them.

Oh yes!! Each of them has a little story surrounding it. For example, even today when porters and guides gather round a campfire fire after a days trek, they talk about the legend of Mouneet and the Bear.

This is the first of the many streams that we crossed actually it is more apt to say that this is first of the many times we crossed the same stream, because we were trekking to the start of the stream. The path ran along it, sometimes across it and sometimes up it. The water was cold and seemed very pure, but Debbie told us that it should not be used as drinking water so far from the source as it get contaminated on the way down.

This is a photo of mine, note the hair and the grim look. The haircut is a disaster because I went to a new place for a haircut. The barber had just started barbering before that he was a cobbler.
The grim look is because I wanted to do something very badly (guess what?). Here a hint -- I couldn't let it be captured on film.
The stream is the same one as before but much stronger now

All this while we had been walking on plain tar road. But now the real mountain trail started. This is enroute to Agoda, the first major village. We are just parked on this rock taking in the spectacular scenery. To the left and far below (use your imagination) is the place where the first photo has been taken. The red and black bag you see is mine and it had already snapped one buckle, so had Chetan's, who had an identical one. Mouneet's bag was custom made for him and was very strong, sturdy and expensive.
One of the many things I realized on this trek is that an expensive backpack is worth every penny you spend on it.