Bus to Baireni
Trip Start Feb 23, 2007
25Trip End Mar 18, 2007
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Eventually everyone is on board the bus and we head off out of Kathmandu. Horns hooting constanly as we leave in the morning rush hour and we pick other passengers up as we leave the city. There is a mixture of tourists and locals . The rest of the rafting group are behind me. There will only be four of us , myself an American ( Josh) and two guys from Japan. As we go I take some vidoe clips on the camera to show the scary way they drive around the mountains and to see the terrace farming by the hillside. At about 11o'clock the bus stops. We are told that we will continue in about half an hour when the driver has had something to eat. Everybody gets off the bus. Or luggage is on the roof under a cover to prevent tampering and to stop it getting wet if there was a sudden shower
Everyone gets back on the bus and the conductor (or what ever they call the guy taking the tickets) checks that everyone has got back on board and off we go. I turn around to talk to the two Japanese guys behind me to ask if they know where we are to get off the bus and they too have no idea. Our fourth member is sitting behind them and he has no idea either. Gradually the river we are following begins to look more like one to raft ion but still we continue passing villages along the route.
We stop and a guy gets on board asking who is for rafting and we all get off. It seems like the middle of nowhere with just a garage type depot where we are told to get our gear on ready for rafting and then the guide will put the life jackets on us all. His assistant will join us and a third person will take the gear onto our destination for the end of the day. Our cameras are put in a waterproof container and fastened into the boat.so that they will stay with the raft even if it tips over.
The six of us get on board the boat and after a quick safety briefing and a short practice of canoeing as a team we start our journey. We travel along the river passing through some white water areas of a grade 4 to 5 level river
Eventually after some photos we return once again to the raft. I am a little concerned that I keep my glasses on but we stay on board and enjoy the different areas of white water. Just to make it feel like home it has been raining on and off. As we journey down the river we are cheered on by people from the roadway who are sitting on top of the bus and have a clear view of us going down the river. We shout and wave back to them. Josh is the only one of us who has rafted before but we all enjoyed ourselves. We went pass Teen Devi on the river and eventually on the river bank we saw a tent. I wondered who else was camping here and where we were going. We were then told to head for the beach and this was Josh and my campsite ( they will need a few more tents than just one. ) Are we to put up a tent each as we definately cannot share. The guide keeps checking that I am aware we are camping (they do not realise that as a Scout leader I have camped for several night in just a field but this is the first time it will be beside a river. As the Japanese guys get changed and then await their bus for the onward journey we also get out of our wet clothes and hope they will dry by morning
We finally have our meal in semi darkness. We are provided with a light at the table made by using an old cd and placing LED lights around the edge and using a rechargeable battery as its power supply. It was very effective.
At midnight I am awoken by another thunderstorm I do not intend to investigate the state of the river or if water is entering the tent but hope we both stay dry. The thunderstorm rages all night and roes round and round lighting up the tent al night. Not alot of sleep with so much noise but I lie there hoping that the rain will ease before we neeed the loo. By eight the next day the rain is now just a light drizzle so Josh asks if I am awake and we both emerge from our tents. Neither of us had much sleep as we both watched the thunderstorm from inside our tents. Although he was a former eagle scout in the USA he too hand never slept out in a thunderstorm before.