The next two days were less up and down, and more just up, as we continued alongside the Myagdi Khola from Bagara up to Sallagheri, through jungle. This was cooler and at times wetter than the lowlands.
The Nepali people are remarkably inventive in creating things out of what's at hand. Here, a bridge over a rockfall is created out of logs, branches, and leaves... Between Bagara and Dobang |  |
 | Buffalo grazing in the jungle. Near Lapche Kharka |
| The jungle before Dobang is beautiful, with bamboo groves all through. We wasted a lot of time looking for bamboo shoots to pick for dinner (they were very very chewy...), but it became a great game for Glen and Thakur. Near Dobang |  |
 | Helping out her aunt who ran the last hotel before Marpha ("last beer for eight days" was written somewhere...) was this photogenic girl, Lakshmi. The kids learn to work hard in the villages. Lakshmi and her aunt had walked with us from Bagara, and even offerred to carry some fuel for us. What was remarkable was how beautifully dressed they were. And they didn't get dirty walking through the mud like we did. Some people just leave light footprints on the earth, I guess. Dobang |
Fresh raspberries slowed us down a lot on the way to Salagari. Myagdi Khola, above Dobang |  |
 | This one wasn't very "loggy", and was in fact a little rickety. One of the porters stumbled on it, and we lost our sugar bowl amongst other things. The porter was fine. Upper Myagdi Khola, near Choriban/Salagari |
Another testimony to Nepali pragmatism. This ladder over a rockfall was a beauty. Near Choriban/Salagari |  |
 | When it's raining, there is nothing more cheerful than a fire to help you get warm and dry out. Our guide Thakur found some old porter's baskets which helped get the fire going. Choriban/Salagari. |
By the end of day 6, we had climbed to about 3000m, and were just about to leave behind not only market gardens but also the jungle.
As seen on Andrew Purdam's Bushwalking Treasure Box blog.
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