Back in 2011, when I naively agreed to my husband Barry’s suggestion to trek the Annapurna Circuit in the Nepal Himalaya, I had no idea what lay ahead. A seasoned mountaineer, Barry considered the 23-day circumambulation of the Annapurna Massif a jaunt. My longest multi-day backpack trip to date was 10 days rambling through the hills of England’s Lake District with luggage delivered each evening to a cushy B & B.
“And, if we’re going to travel all that way, we could add the Annapurna Sanctuary to the itinerary,” he said.
“Another 13 days?” I gasped. Not to be outdone I countered, “Well, I’ve always wanted to see the forbidden kingdom of Upper Mustang. It’s 14 days trekking and tenting. Are you up for sleeping on the ground?”
“We really should include the classic Everest Base Camp circuit,” said Barry. With trepidation I agreed.
So, at the age of 66, we shouldered our packs and set off for a
three-month trekking adventure in Nepal.
We hoped our regimen of cross-country skiing and snowshoeing, combined with four-hour summer pack-laden hikes, would p