If your alarm is connected to the Kathmandu power line you can count on bonus sleep, all the reason I was getting ready with my bike light this morning. The supply and demand of Kathmandu’s electricity is becoming an issue as they approach a season of potential 20 hour rolling blackouts, and decision makers recognize the issue but the revenue from back-up generators out weighs a costly upgrade. By 8am we passed the out-of-order metal detector, a menial security pat down, and hear our first of many Yetti Airlines fog delays while waiting for our 25 min. flight to Pokarah, Nepal. We spent 5 hours getting acquainted with shady airport bathrooms, Nepali breakfast momos, sticky cyber café keyboards, and the words "fifteen more minutes." Once landing in the Yetti Jetstream-41, we grabbed our banged up bikes and took a taxi to the doorway of a hotel that read, “Tourism is Our Religion." We assembled our bikes and threw our gear on the roof of the Land Cruiser taxi - heading to the Saranghott lookout to see the jaw-dropping Himalayan snow caps. On the way back to the hotel, Cole took advantage of the dirt downhill while Dave got dropkicked with a flat tire. Cole and I enjoyed a couple of downhill switch backs but I was probably the only one concerned that we didn’t have room to pack our helmets for the day trip. Towards the base of the mountain we got warm by a local fire and flossed through the standard traffic congestion till we landed on our doorstep. By the time we were finishing dinner, Dave noticed a maggot on a side dish. Love it. Our hotel is next to Nepal’s third largest lake, tomorrow is all about carpe diem - we have to fit an early morning canoe ride before our flight back to Kathmandu.
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