All the young dudes

Monday here is like Sunday, in as much as most of the shops shut. Walking about town I found a park where men were sitting in circles of 10 or so playing cards, and lads were playing cricket and a kind of golf/baseball hybrid: taking turns to hit a puk with a stick from one end of…

Biting the dust

Although I’ve not much time for people taking pictures of their food and posting to social media, it’s been a long, dusty day and I’m happy to be waiting for room service to deliver fried snacks and another beer. The plan to split the return leg across two days went by the wayside and I’m…

Bending over backwards

I very much enjoyed my introduction to yoga and still feel warm for having stretched, breathed and opened-up. That’ll hopefully continue back in the UK with classes and a daily practise supplementing the cardio’ exercises. As I was opening my chakras, monkeys gazed in inquisitively, which was a bit off-putting, but sharing space with these cheeky, clever…

A refreshing dip

The road from Rishikesh to Uttarkashi is 180km and for much of that it follows the Ganges. Along the way are magnificent views of the river’s flood plain and Himalayan foothills. And though Uttarkashi held little appeal for me, I found riding the quiet, twisty mountain road and the scenery compelling; along with sweet memories…

Haggling over baggy trousers

Rishikesh, yoga capital of the world, is expecting a once every six year influx of people in the next couple of days: the Kumbh Mela. I’m not sure what that’s about: a fair, a gathering of holy people, a festival of yoga, but I think the place will be heaving when I come back down the mountain. Fitting…