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Photos from the Shoebox: Rafting on the Trisuli River, Nepal 1990

If you had a 35mm camera you probably have a shoebox full of pictures that you never got around to sorting and putting in an album. In this series “Photos from the Shoebox” I take them out of the closest and shine light on them once more.

My months long trip to Asia began with the desire to seek adventure. Back in the 90’s, without the influence of the internet, the world was still a huge mysterious place. The pages of the National Geographic, with its colourful, glossy photos sparked the imaginations of those seeking the exotic. And so, with my like-minded best friend, I left Canada to explore the far side of the world.

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A broken axle gave us the opportunity to hike ahead

One of those exotic places was Nepal. We thought a nice and easy introduction would be to take a white water rafting trip down the Trisuli River. We would plunge into the unknown with the help of a guide and fellow travellers. Getting out of Kathmandu was easy. Traversing the chewed up, pot-holed dirt road was another thing. Read more…

Photos from the Shoebox: Annapurna Trek, Nepal 1990

If you had a 35mm camera you probably have a shoebox full of pictures that you never got around to sorting and putting in an album. In this series “Photos from the Shoebox” I take them out of the closest and shine light on them once more.

The Annapurna is a section of the Himalayas where many trekkers of all skill levels find their nirvana. They say about two-thirds of all trekkers who Nepal visit this region. My friend and I were no exception.

The sacred Mt. Machhapuchhare (Fish Tail in Nepali)

Before our trek we had gone on an rafting trip so this was our second time going to Pokhara from Kathmandu. The bus ride was as rough as ever but at least we didn’t break an axle. Along the way we picked up about 35 white water rafters and changed to a bigger bus. It gave me the opportunity to ride on top of the bus and is something I’ve always wanted to do. We still had about 100 km and three hours to go but I was excited. We rolled into camp around 6:30pm and the view from the top of the bus of the setting sun over the Annapurna range was so unbelievable I forgot how cold I was.  Read more…

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