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    i kw Milk Baba, a Nepalese sadhu who has undertaken many penances, spent 25 years living on just two litres o milk a day. i kw Only 21 Nepalese women have ever summited Everest.

    nepal

    When Its red you stop; When Its green, you

    , xlai m iv, sil, w I ak im ab

    nal a l. h v mbik i

    a I jl backwa, clci i la jack, a w ll i

    a am f zizai k-k a w-wl vicl. tck

    a ca a bik a b a mccl cam wa

    , al wi a ca f a ica bi.

    W ivi a aila, kw, a, ki

    fl ak lik ami a i. ti i j a lil bik.

    The frst fve minutes spent playing chicken with trafc in Nepal

    bursts any romantic bubble or Long Way Round antasies you

    may have about crossing the country on the back o a motorbike.

    Reality check: its scary and loud, and the only wind in your hair is

    the dirty black plumes o smoke being emitted rom every diesel

    and two-stroke engine that you pass.

    For the next 11 days, Ill be circumnavigating this tiny mountainous

    nation, taking in a range o hand-picked highlights, with a new tour

    company called Himalayan Motorcycle Adventures. With experienced

    local guides in the drivers seats, and a support vehicle carrying most

    o our stu, this trip gives intrepid travellers an in-your-ace authentic

    experience o some o the globes most amous landmarks.

    We slalom along the our-lane highway, dodging the potholes and

    wandering animals that litter our route out o Kathmandu. Bualos

    walk blindly into the road and goats bolt rom side alleys. A truck

    passes closely and we swerve to avoid making a resh corpse

    out o a cow.

    You get fned i you hit one o those, hollers Sunil rom

    somewhere under his helmet, purple cap and Ray-Bans.

    As we ride into a winding, narrow laneway, a vehicle ahead o us

    hits its brakes hard and one o my six companions, John, a guy

    rom Sydney whos riding solo, veers to the let to miss it, landing

    sideways in a ditch. Although hes not hurt, its a reminder that

    this is not your regular out-o-town excursion. The risks o ultimate

    reedom are real. The excitement can come at a cost.

    Back on track, we fnally replace big tokes o CO2

    with large

    lunguls o alpine air. The iconic emerald felds come into view,

    little huts the colour o dried biscuits spread out on the hillside.

    Pewter-grey boulders pepper the side o a rushing river that we

    ollow all the way to our frst ofcial pit stop.

    The Last Resort is exactly that the fnal place to get your kicks

    beore hitting the Tibet border. Located three hours away rom

    Nepals crowded capital, its a stunning spot with comortable saari-

    style tents set up along the waters edge, and numerous hair-raising

    activities. Here you can run river rapids or go canyoning, mountain

    biking or hiking. Try canyon swinging, do a orest ropes course or

    brave one o the worlds highest bungee jumps (160 metres).

    As i to encourage or deter visitors rom actually attempting

    the leap, the only thing connecting the road to the actual town

    and tents is the bungee bridge itsel. Walking slowly towards the

    platorm, my palms like ice and my guts in a mess, I pass pint-

    sized men and women lugging baskets o rocks, bags o cement

    and a variety o vegetables.

    How many times have you done this? I ask the guy who is now

    shackling my eet. You crazy? he laughs. Never. See how high

    this is? I pray the multicoloured Tibetan ags stretched overhead

    in an arc are just there or decoration. Then I shue close to the

    edge, raise my arms level with my shoulders, dive orward and let

    the silence swallow me.

    The next morning, the rush in my body has subsided to a gentle

    buzz, and a heavy downall o rain has brushed the valleys with a

    glossy sheen. We wave goodbye to our camp and say hello again

    to our choice o steed the Royal Enfeld Bullet.

    A symbol o British and Indian manuacturing pride, the Enfeld

    is one o the worlds oldest motorcycle brands still in production.

    The Indian police and army once used them to patrol the countrys

    borders, considering it the most suitable bike or the job thanks to

    its super-cushy seat.

    As we bounce along the road a painul 12km avalanche

    o rocks and pebbles (the Nepalese version o gravel), towards

    the border town o Kodari tall, leay trees give way to glorious

    Himalayan mountains, leathery aces grow rounder and pink

    cheeks more plump.

    On arrival we shue through hordes o Sherpas and people

    with packages containing undetected contraband (Im told beer

    hidden underneath sleeping babies is popular) to the Sino-Nepal

    Friendship Bridge, the link between Nepal and Tibet.

    On the ar side o the thick white line in the middle o the

    crossing are 20 or so stone-aced Chinese guards in perectly

    pressed attire, standing in ront o a penitentiary-like compound.

    On the Nepalese side, there are a couple o guys milling about in

    shabby uniorms, next to a landslide o rubbish and a truck depot.

    A young man suddenly appears, waving a large umbrella at me

    (odd, seeing as the midday sun is cranking and theres not a rain

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    nepal

    Babas beingbabas

    at Kathmandus

    Pashupatinath Temple.

    A local villager weighed

    down with a heavy load.

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    i kw It is orbidden to climb Machapuchare, Shivas sacred mountain. The only attempt was in 1957, but the summit wasnt reached.

    nepal

    i kw At Pashupatinath Temple in Kathmandu, where Hindu cremations are public, wives were once burned alive along with their husbands bodies.

    cloud in sight). More guys arrive, all wildly yelling, pointing

    their brollies at my hands and looking very unhappy. It occurs

    to me that its the camera Im holding that is causing the ruckus.

    Ater several ailed attempts to quell their excitement, and to

    avoid getting arrested or being a spy, we leave or Nagarkot, a

    one-night-stand type o town that counts Mount Everest among

    its nearest neighbours.

    Sometimes Nagarkot boasts spectacular sunrises and glimpses

    o the worlds tallest peak other times the clouds close in

    and youre let to do the walk o shame back to your hotel.

    Unortunately, the latter is the case or us this morning, though the

    iridescent sky behind the outline o the Himalayan peaks, and the

    sight o tiny villages on the hilltops still make the trip worthwhile.

    Over the next two days, we rattle along the oten-hazardous roads

    with the rumble o the our-stroke, 500cc engine as our soundtr ack.

    Sometimes we ride or three hours; sometimes we ride or seven.

    Sometimes the road is good; sometimes its non-existent. Oten, the

    towering pines and burnt-orange spring hues make it easy or me to

    orget where I am until a woman walks by heaving hal a tree and

    a hamper o stones strapped to her orehead.

    Every hour or so we stop to drink tea, stretch our legs, play carrom

    board (a table-hockey-like game) with the locals and admire the

    views. Its time well spent getting to know my companions better,

    including Junesh, our tour leader, whose knee-length dreads make

    him look like a mishmash o Bob Marley and Lord Shiva, and

    23-year-old Sunil, the owner o the back Ive been hugging or

    the past ew days.

    Somewhere between wandering the cobbled streets o Bhaktapur

    with babas on bikes and monks in the latest Nikes, and elephant

    trekking and dodging horse-drawn carts in Chitwan National Park,

    I actually begin to believe theres method in all the madness on the

    roads. I now dont blink when we turn into oncoming trafc and Ive

    perected a new, seated yoga pose.

    On day six, I discover that the best place to be with heat exhaustion

    is anywhere but on the back o a motorcycle in Nepal. My brain

    rattles around in my skull, my kidneys jar every time we hit a pothole,

    Ive developed a two-pack-a-day habit rom all the umes and I can no

    longer eel my bum. Sunil aectionately pats my leg every so oten,

    either to check Im OK or to check Im still there.

    Eventually I retire to the comort o the support vehicle, where

    I sleep o my highway hangover much to the dismay o my driver,

    Arjun. I am 54, he says, touching his nose. Can you believe it?

    I look 25. Because I drink a jug o tea to clear the head every

    morning and then 30 minutes jumping up and down. You could

    not possibly look this good!

    The peaceul, pilgrim-rich town o Lumbini, the birthplace o Buddha,

    comes at just the right time. Ater a little temple sightseeing, quiet

    reection and rest, Im ready to hit the highway again.

    My wie, she vomit on this road, Arjun at tempts to reassure me

    the next morning about the 200km drive ahead (our longest yet).

    More than 100 times. Up and down, and round and round, always

    twisting, always vomiting.

    Though the road is, indeed, very twisty, the resh oxygen, pretty

    valleys dotted with hot-pink rhododendrons, which make me think

    Junesh walks the bungee

    bridge - the only bridge that

    connects The Last Resort

    to the nearest town.

    At Pashupatinath Temple

    in Kathmandu, cremations

    are a very public event.

    Nearly there.

    o a ix, I icv a b lac b wi a xai

    i aw b back f a

    mccl i nal.

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    NEPAL

    CHINA

    INDIA

    BANGLADESH

    BUTAN

    KATHMANDUKODARI

    LUMBINI

    POKHARA

    get pLAnnIngg tAirAsia ies rom Melbourne, Gold Coast,

    Sydney and Perth to Kathmandu via Kuala

    Lumpur our times a week. Prices start

    rom AU$780 return.

    www.aiaia.cm

    t tThe best way to see the beauty o Nepal

    is on a motorbike like a local. Himalayan

    Motorcycle Adventures oers Royal Enfeld

    tours o eight days, 11 days or 22 days,

    with accommodation and most meals and

    activities (like rating) included. You can ride

    your own bike (an international licence is

    a must) or hire a driver so you can take a

    back seat and enjoy the ride. All tours start

    and end in Kathmandu, take in all the major

    sights, plus a lot o sights tourists never see.

    The 11-day tour costs AU$3540. Next trips

    depart September. You can also add a trek.

    www.imalaamcclav.cm

    o Provence in France, and near-vertical

    3000-metre slopes are plenty to keep

    me enthused.

    Eight hours later, we ride with black aces,

    totally beat, into Pokhara where we are met

    with a 20-motorcycle-long and our-bike-

    deep queue at the petrol station the sign

    that a uel strike is on the cards (a recurring

    crisis here). With locals orbidden to drive

    the ollowing day, unless they want to risk

    the police confscating their keys, we fnd

    ourselves a bit stuck.

    Fortunately, Pokhara is not a bad place to

    hang out or couple o days. Situated next to

    the beautiul Phewa Lake, the town marks

    the fnish line or the Annapurna Circuit trek

    and is the start o a dozen or so more hikes,

    rating trips and paragliding tours.

    As Asias answer to Queenstown, New

    Zealand, it is the perect place to drink a

    ew well-earned Everest beers and take in

    the spectacular 8000-metre rosty tops o

    Annapurna, Annapurna II and Machapuchare,

    or the Fish Tail, rom the air. Though, as I fnd

    out, when you catch a good spin-wor thy wind

    and mountain view during your paraglide then

    you then land at the Feel Great Restaurant

    not actually eeling all that great.

    With our last days on the Enfeld and

    in Nepal drawing to a close, and with the

    strike having emptied the streets, we ride

    eortlessly to our fnal destination: Royal

    Beach Camp. A kayak clinic and rating

    retreat with tents and thatched huts set

    up on a sandy beach next to the sea-green

    Trisuli River, this place is outdoor living at

    its very best.

    Theres a distinct change o pace here.

    Days disappear in a haze, with aternoons

    spent battling icy water in rats and evenings

    lost while gorging on momos (steamed

    dumplings) and sucking back beers in the

    open-air beach cabana. Bonded by dust,

    drama and the driving experience o the past

    two weeks, we recap the highs and the lows.

    Over 11 days, weve ridden more than

    2000km on dirt roads, potholed roads and

    no roads. During this time Ive seen just

    two speed zones, one working indicator

    and zero street signs; suered everything

    rom bruises and blisters to sunstroke,

    exhaust poisoning and dehydration; upset

    a posse o umbrella-waving border guards,

    thrown mysel o a bridge and been

    paragliding in the Himalayas.

    As someone who also spent his air

    share o time doing things tough with a

    bunch o bikers once said: Lie is not

    a journey to the grave with the intention

    o arriving saely in a pretty and well-

    preserved body, but rather to skid in

    broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn

    out, and loudly proclaiming: Wow what a

    ride! Im with you, Hunter S. Thompson.

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