Annapurna Sanctuary Trek, Day Three: Company in my Back
Tuesday, May 22nd, 2007The huge Annapurna range was visible from my bedroom window. All I had to do was turn my head whilst lying in bed and there they were; giant seven and eight thousand metre high peaks. I didn’t wake up to this view though. I woke at the ridiculous time of 4.40am, in order to walk the forty-five minutes up a series of stone steps to the nearby lookout of Poon Hill in time for sunrise.
Now, I’ll be honest (as opposed to the rest of the time, when I mostly just make shit up), I’m not normally much of a morning person. But when I reached that lookout at 5.45am, and saw the first rays of a new day’s sun strike the majestic peaks of the Dhaulagiri range across the valley, peaks that had previously been resting, oblivious to the oncoming day (that’s the thing I’ve grown to love about the mountains; they’re so quiet and peaceful, yet dramtic, and dynamic in the changing light), the smile that grew across my face lit up the sky.