Tuesday, 12 March 2019

Back home... and skiing!

Plenty of snow on Blackcomb Mountain (March 12)



Arrived home to Whistler late last night, after 6 days relaxing (and eating!) in Thailand. From +34°C to -3°C and fresh snow. 

Beautiful day to ski, even with the jetlag.

And today marks Michelle's return to skiing, three months sibce breaking her wrist in December.




Michelle skiing on Springboard





Happy to be back on the mountain together



Saturday, 2 March 2019

Mohare Danda: A beautiful trek... still no match for a Nepali cold virus

Views of Dhauligiri and Nilgiri (from Danda Kharka, Day 5)

Start of trek (Galeswor)
The Annapurna Dhaulagiri Community Eco-Trek (Mohare Danda)

The first 4-5 days of the trek were wonderful.

Starting at low elevation, we walked up (many, many steps) through trees laden with ripe oranges. The first lodge was a real pleasant surprise (as good or better than most we've been to in past treks). There were very few other trekkers (indeed, we only saw a total of 12 other trekkers the first 5 days). Temperatures were warm. Rhododendron trees were beginning to bloom.

Orange groves, Day 1

Rhododendrons beginning to bloom (Day 2)
Next day was harder, but views made it worth it, and the small villages interesting. The third day was a tougher climb, up to Mohare Dande at 3300m. The last 2 hours of the trek were slogging through snow, sometimes postholing thigh deep. But the views spectacular.

Day 3: Uphill slog in the snow (Michelle & Rajendra)

Panoramic view from Mohare Danda
The community lodge at Mohare Dande is situated right at the top. One can admire the views from the dining room. And there were only 10 of us trekkers -- contrast this to similar views at nearby Pun Hill where there are often 300-500 trekkers, who had to climb up for 45 minutes in the dark to get a sunrise view.

Mohare Danda Community lodge
Selfie at Mohare Danda
Mohare sleeping rooms: piles of snow outside!
Warm by the fire at Mohare Danda (Michelle & Rajendra by stove)
The 4th morning, David is feeling a chest cold coming on. Our plan was an easy 2-hour walk down to the community lodge at Danda Kharka. Hope was, an afternoon rest would help (as it usually does). The snow on the other side was even deeper so it was a bit of a tough slog for 2.25 hours down. Even more postholing. But at least it was sunny.

Day 4: On the way down from Mohare Danda to Danda Kharka: lots of snow!
Arriving at Danda Kharka, we did some laundry and then rested. We came to the decision it was unlikely we would proceed even higher to Khopra Danda (3,660m), given how much snow we had already been dealing with.

That night was a terrible night for David, as his chest cold (bronchitis) worsened. Next day, we headed out with fantastic views of Dhaulagiri as we walked, through huge rhododendron forests. Would be beautiful in March in full bloom! David a bit slow with breathing difficulties, but the planned day was only a 3-4 hour walk. We headed over to Chitre to a lodge we've stayed at in the past (2002, 2007). We'd decide next day where to go.

An even more difficult night for David (lots of coughing) with little sleep. So, we decided on a full rest day. Always good to be flexible!

The second night at Chitre, after a full rest day, was even worse, with almost no sleep. We both came to the decision simultaneously that we (David) needed to get back to Pokhara to recover ASAP. We let Rajendra, our porter-guide, know. The question was: go down 1200m for 4-5 hours to the Jomsom-Beni road at Tatopani and try to work out transport (usually tricky and pricy from here, and longer), or do we go up 470m to Ghorepani and then down 840m to Ulleri, for a total of 5-6 hrs, where we should be able to hire a jeep to Pokhara. David wasn't sure he had the lungs to make it up to Ghorepani; but no one wanted to deal with transport problems of Tatopani. So we went up.

Day 7: On the way up to Ghorepani -- can he make it?
As it went, it wasn't so terrible for David. His lungs felt like crossing a 5400m pass (even though we were only going up to 2830m; just gotta keep putting one foot ahead of the other. Going down after Ghorepani was much "easier".

Reaching Ulleri (Day 7), there were many jeeps waiting. A sort of "jeep mafia" exists and we had to bargain hard, us knowing all the time we had to agree in order to get to Pokhara that night. Initial price was 8500 rupees (~C$100) we ended with 6500 rupees.

Day 7: Arriving at Ulleri (porter-guide Rajendra with pack) -- jeeps waiting below
After a very rough jeep ride (aren't they all in Nepal?), we made it back to our guesthouse in Pokhara ("The Mountain House") just as it was getting dark. Lodge owners Stan and Indira were ready for us; it was a relief to get back. Recovery has been slow but steady; on the 5th night back, finally a full night's sleep without coughing!

As it turned out, weather turned significantly colder with rain and much snow up high. Had we stuck to our planned route, we would have encountered substantial new snow and wet walking. We were glad to be in Pokhara!

This was a beautiful trek. A bit like trekking back in the 90s. We could see us returning to see other parts (Khopra Ridge)... sans the cold virus.

We are off to Kathmandu tomorrow (by "Super VIP" bus), then 6 days in 30-35°C Thailand before returning home.

Tuesday, 12 February 2019

Heading back to Nepal for a winter trek


Since Michelle can't ski for a few more weeks, we might as well go trekking. We are on our way for a trek in Nepal (Michelle's 13th and David's 15th).

Our plan is to do a "middle-hills" trek in the Annapurnas: a 10-day trek called the "Annapurna-Dhaulagiri Community Eco Trek" (also known as the Mohare Danda and Khopra Danda). This trek does not go higher (sleeping) than 3660m, so it hopefully should not be too cold (and few if any altitude issues).

Normal years, really only Khopra Danda would have snow. However, Nepal has recently experienced record cold and snow, so we shall see. (Snow has been present down to 2500m.) Long range forecasts suggest temperatures should warm back up over the next week (to 10-20 degrees C during the day, and perhaps 0-10 degrees at night). 

As the image shows, there are many possible options to this trek: We'll start at Galeswor, and then we will "play it by ear" as to how we end trek after reaching Khopra.

After Nepal, we'll relax 5 days near the beach in Hua Hin Thailand (with current temperatures of 30-34 degrees C!).

Stay tuned.

Wednesday, 6 February 2019

Some serious wrist bling!

Bionic wrist bling

Six weeks post surgery, Michelle's wrist is making good progress. Xrays show some pretty substantial bling in her left wrist...

Side view shows the screws

A fairly large metal plate and perhaps 7 screws.



Outside, the wrist is looking better. Physiotherapy and regular exercise has been improving wrist movement and strength, with a lot more (expected) to come.


6 weeks after surgery



Far better than 12 days after surgery when the bandages were removed and staples taken out:


12 days after surgery, still with the staples. Looking pretty ugly!


Michelle has received great medical, surgical and physiotherapy care here at Whistler (with actual surgery at Lion's Gate Hospital in North Vancouver). Final follow-up with orthopaedic surgeon earlier this week (her in Whistler) indicates wrist is progressing very well and increased exercises called for. (Skiing, however, would be best delayed for another few weeks.)

So, we have decided to head back to Nepal for a trek. Hopefully the various airport metal detectors have no issue with Michelle's new wrist bling!

Monday, 31 December 2018

2018: A very "bumpy" year!


Hiking in Bavaria, 2018: on top of the Shottelkarspitze

Quite the year.... 

Started 2018 with Michelle's knee in a brace recovering from torn ACL, MCL and meniscus (from a fall while skiing December 2017). Michelle returned to skiing mid-March.

Spent a great summer cruising on Pelagia to Haida Gwaii and back.

September, biking and hiking in Europe. Michelle's knee feeling good.

November, ski season starts slowly, but surely. Now there's tons of snow.

Then comes December, Michelle's mensis horribilus. December 15th, she slipped on ice on our sidewalk (not skiing!), and broke her (left) wrist. As always, Whistler Health Clinic was excellent, her break was "reduced" and casted. But doctors not optimistic and surgery may be needed. A little over a week later, follow-up x-rays reveal surgery required. So, on Boxing Day December 26th, Michelle undergoes surgery on her broken wrist, with a metal plate and screws installed. The bionic woman.

After surgery...

We end 2018 as we started the year: Michelle recovering with no expectation of skiing before March, and David skiing alone. Really sucks.

BUT: Plans for 2019 are formulating. A trip starting mid February planned (approved by doctors).



Best wishes to all for the New Year 2019! 
(maybe we should stay away from snow/ice in December....)


Thursday, 22 November 2018

Another ski season begins (albeit slowly)

Michelle hates being photographed skiing...

Skiing at Whistler-Blackcomb opened today, albeit pretty limited (only 2.5 runs open). We spent a few hours on the hill just to get a feel, then escaped the crowds.

Skiing down Ego Bowl, Whistler Mtn

Meanwhile, down in the valley, not all the bears have gone to sleep....

Bear on Whistler Golf Course (November 21, 2018)


Wednesday, 10 October 2018

A short visit to Bavaria -- hiking (Mittenwald & Oberammergau) and cities (Nuremburg, Augsburg, Munich)

On top of the Shöttelkarspitze (Mittenwald in the distance)
We have posted all of our Bavaria trip photos on an album on our FLICKR account here.

After the Netherlands bike and boat trip, we took the train south to the Bavarian alps to Mittenwald, with a one night stopover in Nuremburg.

With only one night in Nuremburg, we could only (barely) get a taste for the city. What we saw we very much liked. Its old town (rebuilt after its destruction in the Second World War) and waterways were great to walk around. Its Frankonian food intriguing. We happened to arrive during the annual "Altstadt Fest" (Old City Festival); the old town streets at night were packed with people drinking beer and eating roast chicken and Nürnburger bratwurst.  But with only 1 night, we could only make a note to return to Nuremburg on a future trip.

Next afternoon, we headed to Mittenwald, a town in the Bavarian alps that David had visited many times from 1979 to 1995, including several weeks in 1979. (In 1979, while in Greece, David met Ilse and Christa from Mittenwald; they made the mistake of inviting him to visit Mittenwald. He did, and stayed many times in Ilse's parents' "Haus Ilse" gästhaus. (Last year, we visited Ilse and her partner Helmuth, now living up north in Anweiler.))

Mittenwald (Alpenrose Gästhaus and Church of St. Peter and Paul)



We stayed in the Alpenrose Gästhaus in the heart of Mittenwald. Michelle's first impression was that we had landed into the set of "Heidi" (even though I believe Heidi was Swiss). David hadn't been to Mittenwald since 1995; it was basically the same place but with more tourists (and Americans, who were rarely seen in Mittenwald in the 70-80s).

We came primarily to go hiking. Our first hike was a relatively easy hike to Höhe Kranzberg, the small ski hill behind Mittenwald.



Höhe Kranzberg - Ferchensee - Mittenwald hike

Nearing top of Kranzberg (Karwendel range in background).

View from top of Höhe Kranzberg (Obere Wettersteinspitze in background)
Reaching the top of the Kranzberg gave us great view of the surrounding mountains, allowing David to point out all the peaks he had climbed (alone or with friend Ilse) in the past (W. Karwendelspitze, Vierespitze, Wettersteinspitze, etc). Truth is, David was kinda shocked he did all these climbs, many quite exposed, often in one day. Pointing to the Wetterstein, he remarked out loud that "Must have been when I was young and stupid", causing some German tourists nearby to start laughing.

We hiked for about 4 hours on easy trails. Tired at the end, we were happy to enjoy an excellent Jägers Dunkel bier at the Mittenwald brewery.

Our next hike was to be more ambitious. The plan was to hike to the Soiernhaus for the first night, and then to another mountain hut for a second night. David had hiked the Soiern twice in the past.

Soiern hike
We took the local bus to Krün, and started hiking. The first 1.5 hours were on a relatively-steep gravel road (restricted so there was no traffic). Arriving at Fischbach Alm (alp), we were faced with a choice. One route David had been on before was indicated to take 30-40 minutes longer than the other. With no warnings about the shorter route, the Lakaiensteig, we chose this faster route. Unfortunately it was not faster for us, as the route had many dangerous dropoffs which caused us to slow down and be extra careful. Nothing technical, but one always had to be cautious and it certainly added tension to the walk. (Reminded us of the first half of our Manaslu trek last year!). Michelle was not happy as we arrived (safely) at the Soiernhaus. "No more dangerous trails!"   (Having taken the alternate route previously, David belatedly wished we had taken that safer, albeit longer distance, route.)


Fischbach Alm: decision time (Which route?)

Looking at Soiernhaus (our trail traversed cliffs in centre)

Soiernhaus
We were shown our bunks upstairs in the Soiernhaus (we had reserved by email the day before, but the hut turned out to be only 2/3rds full). Full of school kids... (who were pretty well-behaved; much better than we have observed on camping trips here in British Columbia) plus a few adults. The Soiernhaus was originally built as a royal hunting lodge in 1866 for King Ludwig II. Now it is owned/run as a full-service (i.e., they provide meals) moutain hut by the "Hochland" division of the German Alpine Society.

We had weinshorle (wine spritzer) and radler (beer and lemon pop) to cool off/recover from the Lakaiensteig hike. For dinner, we ordered pumpkin soup to share and two excellent venison stews, and of course white wine. As we said, full service. Michelle (and David) were feeling better already. (Well, perhaps not "full" service, as we had to clear plates ourselves, and then there are the bunks.)  After dinner, we paid our bill: 130 Euros (40 for 2 bunks; 20 for 2 breakfasts; 70 for drinks, wine and dinners) -- C$200 seems rather pricy for 1 night (certainly compared to our Nepal treks)!

Soiernhaus had shiny new bathrooms which you had to go outside to reach (in 1985, the last time David was there, the bathroom was inside the main building and much smaller). No problem, except 30 minutes after we arrived, it started pouring rain. The new bathrooms also do not have hot water (thus no showers). The bunk was a little too short for David and a little claustrophobic. We had brought the required sheet sleeping bags and with supplied blankets, we were not cold.

Talking to the Soiernhaus staff, we learned that the hut we planned to stay the next night had just closed for the season. Given a somewhat poor sleep the night before, the lack of privacy, and the whole feeling of "camping with the kids" (and the lack of showers), and the surprising high cost, we decided to change plans and complete the hike by heading back to Mittenwald. But which way? We could go back the way we came (Nope!); we could take the easier, longer, safer route (But do we want return via Krün?) or we could head towards Mittenwald via one of two possible routes, both of which David had done (1985). One route was longer and rated as a "blue" route (not scary). The other went over the Shöttelkarspitze and had some exposed sections. In 1985, David took Terry his Ph.D. professor over this route to the Soiernhaus, and did not recall any problems (and Terry doesn't love heights). Still, we asked the Soiernhaus staff, who said the Shöttelkarspitze route was fine, and nowhere near as scary as the Lakaiensteig.  Another hiker, a British Army guy who trains NATO soldiers in outdoor survival, also said the trail was fine, with only about 300m that were exposed.

The trail started out nicely. Great views, including a large herd of mountain-sheep called "gemsen" (we saw even more gemsen later in the hike). We were surprised to be passed by two young guys who were barefoot hiking (they brought no shoes at all). Strange. Even stranger when they left the trail and tried to climb steep stream beds (which they eventually gave up). One really good cut from the sharp rocks and what would they do?

Looking up at out route over the Shöttelkarspitze
Crazy barefoot hikers (here, off the trail)

On the way up to Shöttelkarspitze (zoom in to see herd of "gemsen")

As we neared the top, the dropoffs became more scary. We nevertheless took the 5-minute detour to the cross on the top of the Shöttelkarspitze. As he had done in the 70s and 80s, David filled out an entry in the logbook that is usually placed in a box on the cross at the top of peaks in Germany and Austria. Fantastic views. Time for a drink and bite to eat. But all the time, we kept thinking we still had to get over and down, safely. Michelle was not happy. (Guess when British Army outdoor survival guy says "only about 300m exposed", we should consider that a warning.)


On top of the Shöttelkarspitze


View back down to Soiern See (lake) and to the left of the lake, the Soiernhaus.

Lunch on top of the Shöttelkarspitze (view towards Wälgau, in direction of Munich)
Getting back down to the intersection may have only take 5 minutes, but it was scary as any slip and that would be it. David was in trouble....

The rest of the route followed a ridge that looked scary, but fortunately wasn't as bad as it looked (and definitely better than what we had just done). Once the ridge was done (taking perhaps 20 minutes), it then was a non-scary/non-dangerous hike down a rather steep meadow. At the bottom of this, we took a chocolate break and thought about living longer....


Looking back up to the mountains around the Soiern (including the Shöttelkarspitze) from Mittenwald

We then had a choice: go down a gravel road to a bus stop, requiring about another 45 minutes walk( but not being sure if/when bus would come), or keep walking all the way to Mittenwald (on easy, nearly-flat paths) requiring two hours. We chose the latter. We arrived back in Mittenwald very hot and tired. We went to our hotel (we had phoned for a room, and were directed to the posh "Post Hotel" for 1 night), had a shower, then headed to the Mittenwald Brewery for much anticipated Jägers Dunkel biers!





The first of the MUCH anticipated Jägers Dunkel biers at the Mittenwald Brewery (yes, she is smiling)
After our Soiern hike, we stayed two nights in Mittenwald (moving back to the Alpenrose on the second night). We ate and drank very well. We also had a gentle enjoyable hike in the Leutasch Klamm (a very narrow deep gorge with a metal walkway along it) which is in Austria but exits in Germany, even stopping for weinshorle and radler at the Gletscherschliff Restaurant on the way back down.

Leutasch Klamm

After Mittenwald, we took the train to Oberammergau. Our gästhaus was a 15-minute walk out of town (we knew this in advance), and it was beautiful. That night we had our best meal of the trip (and we'd had many excellent meals in Germany) at the Gästhof-hotel Zur Rose. (So good, we returned the next evening for dinner.).

On our second day, we decided to go hiking again. This time, we promised, no crazy dropoffs. After talking with our lodge host, we headed around the back of the Läber, with the intention of reaching the top (where the Läberbergbahn cable car goes to), have lunch, then come back down via Ettal.

We never made it to Ettal. There was some confusion over which trail to take, and we ended getting near the top, then detouring on a nice road around to the front of the Läber, where we were confronted by a trail sign indicating we were at the Läbersteig which was "Nür fur Geüpte" -- only for experienced. Well, we were "experienced", but we didn't want to go on another dicey trail. So we decided to follow it up until we became uncomfortable. Up top, the fog had rolled in, and we made it very close to the top (the Schartenkopf) before we decided to turn back -- it was starting to get dicey. By the time we got back down to the bottom (taking the Läbersteig all the way down), the fog cleared and we could see the top; it didn't look so bad and we realized we had come close to the top. Oh well, better safe and happy.


Only for experienced...


Oberammergau and the Läber hike


Läber (mound on the top left) and Schartenkopf (ridge on top right; we made it to just below this)



Easy walking up the back of the Läber


Michelle gets her cow time...


Lots of cow time...

Friendly but persistent horses who liked apples

On the Läbersteig, as it is getting steeper (Oberammergau straight down below)


After deciding to turn around (due to fog and steep dropoffs)

We enjoyed Oberammergau. We'd be happy to return and try some other hikes. But we were scheduled to head up to Augsburg (2-3 hours by train).

Augsburg was new to both of us, and we both liked it very much. A very manageable city, with a beautiful old downtown core. Not at all overrun by tourists (indeed, we saw few tourists).



Augsburg City Hall and Perlach Tower
One reason we chose Augsburg was that it was close to Munich (<50 minutes by train) without the outrageous prices charged by Munich hotels during Octoberfest. David has been to Munich many times (70s-80s), but never to Octoberfest. As we were discover, Octoberfest might have been more enjoyable when he/we were younger....

Arriving at the main train station in Munich, we were taken aback by the hordes of tourists. We headed over to Marienplatz, where we arrived minutes before the 12 noon "performance" of the glockenspiel in the New Town Hall (Neues Rathaus). Seemed like thousands of tourists were clicking photos of the glockenspiel (only a movie can do it justice).


Neues Rathaus and its Glockenspiel

The required selfie

David wanted to go to Marienplatz so we could have lunch (and beer!) in his old favourite, the Schneider Weißes Bräuhaus. The Weissbier was still wonderful, and the würst was, well, as good as würst can be. Their apfel strudel was wonderful. However, what had really changed since the 70-80s, is that the Schneider Weißes Bräuhaus is now firmly on the tourist map, with many American and Japanese tourists.



Schneider Weißes Bräuhaus

Yup, another selfie
We decided it was time to head over to Octoberfest. Hopefully before it became too crowded. Arriving at the Octoberfest's "midway", we were impressed by what seemed the scariest rides we had ever seen. Certainly too much for us (or, at least, David...). In our mind, many rides were "Nür fur Geüpte".

Octoberfest "midway"

In our mind, the scariest ride at Octoberfest

We checked out some beer tents. Some were pumping out music while others were quiet. (We had heard that music plays for shorter periods during the daytime.) The tables were all full and none seemed inviting.

Inside an Octoberfest tent (Palaner?) at about 3pm on a Monday

We finally found a spot at a table in the Schottenhamel Tent. As it turned out, the man alone at the table was very (very) drunk and unintelligble. When his two friends returned to the table, they were "surprised" to see us there. We tried to have a conversation, but between language difficulties and their inebriated state, it seemed hopeless. Meanwhile, we had tried numerous times to get a beer (each time, the waitperson said something like "ask my colleague"). In the end, we were glad we didn't get a beer, as it only came in 1-litre steins (ein maß) and only boring "Helles" beer. And we were not enjoying our tablemates nor did we appreciate the many drunks (including many many non-German tourists all dressed up in their "trachten" -- lederhosen for men and dirndl for women). We got out of there. Perhaps we would have enjoyed Octoberfest more when we were 20-30 years of age.

A part of Octoberfest Michelle loved: the horses


Hőfbräu Horses (Hőfbräu is pronouced "hoaf " or "hoof" "broy",  NOT "hofbrow" )
After getting away from Octoberfest, we tried to do some sightseeing. But the crowds of people (both locals and tourists) were overwhelming to us. We decided to make a hasty retreat back to Augsburg.

It was a real relief to get off the train in Augsburg. We headed straight over to the Riegele Brewery for great beer and a light meal (we were still a little full from our lunch at Schneider Weiße). 

We spent our last day in Germany exploring Augsburg. Its a lovely place.

Weberhaus, Augsburg

Relaxed Augsburg
On the last morning we caught our ICE express train to Frankfurt Airport, where we learned our airline had changed our flight. That's another story for another time.