Along the way: The Nepalese landslide.

(Rolf) „Landslide in Nepal Kills at Least 8; Hundreds Are Missing“ – it is the kind of headlines that you probably read everyday, in-between news about politics and celebrities. And you have already forgotten about it when switching to the next article.

Your awareness for an event like this rises dramatically when you have to pass that place. After crossing the Chinese-Nepalese border in the north of Kathmandu we where facing the incredible dimension of the recent landslide. Tons of rocks, sand and mud, disrupting the green jungle. The massive slide, now calmly lying in the valley, tore a huge hole into the mountain, as if a giant had turned over the earth cover with a shovel and buried hundreds of people under it.

It took us approximately four hours and hard work to pass the provisionally, three kilometers long path over the landslide. Not only because of that I will surely have a different feeling when reading headlines like this in the future.

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    • Hallo kinderlieb, das ist ein Thema dass ich definitiv demnächst an diese Stelle auch beschreiben werde. Insbesondere in China hat mich das sehr beschäftigt – du siehst hier dort 5 km eine Plastikflasche aus dem Auto fliegen. Andererseits sind die Bilder bei diesem Blogpost nicht repräsentativ, da hier der durch den Erdrutsch aufgestaute See sehr viel Müll mitgetragen hat. Ein ganzes Dorf wurde zerstört… Viele Grüße, Rolf

  • Hi, my friend and I had an unplanned „trek“ across the landslide when we crossed the border from Tibet. We were there about a week before you around Sept 29th, 2014. We were expecting crossing the bridge and a short walk. Our luggage was strapped on the back of some porters. It took us about 2 hours to get across. I would say 1 hour was getting to the slide and another hour crossing it. When the slide first came info view, I remember thinking to myself, wow, i can get some good pictures of that thing. Little did I know I would be on top of it a half hour later! It included crossing small fast moving streams, some precarious mountain cliff edges, uneven size rocks, boulder hopping, mud, etc. Earlier, when we were approaching the border in Tibet, I lost count at 200 of the unoccupied semi trucks that were parked along the road. we took some pictures and videos if you are interested.

  • Likewise, my father and I and a contingency of international travelers hit this landslide on our attempt to return to Kathmandu about Sept 29. We had been forwarded of it the week before and to anticipate various detour options as they changed on the ground. And they did. The night before we departed Zhangmu we heard that jeeps were getting through on a new road on the opposite side of the gorge. WE had the option of porters ferrying our stuff over the landslide, but as my father could not walk, and we heard that porters were in short supply (from our jeep driver) we opted to take the new road. The military seemed to coordinating this and we had a four hour wait for the oneway Tibet bound traffic from Kathmandu to pass. Then we were told to jump in the jeep so we could join the convoy. as soon as we did, we had to wait another hour or two as they learned a vehicle was stuck and others could not pass. When we started driving we discoverd the new road was little more than a slick, mug gash in the side of the gorge. As world/adventure travelers we’d never seen anything like this, nor the twenty year old Nepali driver who kept chatting on his phone as we forded slippery streams and fishtailed through two foot mud just a foot or two from 1000-1500 foot drop offs. At one point one of the Italian women crammed into our Mahindra jumped out to take a small dilapitated foot bridge rather than ford a deep river. At another one of the women was so frightened she screamed she’d walk the rest of the way. So much screaming and crying and praying in four languages I’ve never heard. It was indeed high adventure — and we felt a bit held hostage by the young men who demanded three hundred dollars for this detour ( our tour operator had a natural disaster exclusion (go figure)), so my dad (who had a wheelchair and can barely walk) negotiated a better price for us. But the ride was indeed quite frightening. The Russian man in the car who loves adventure thought this was quite normal for the Nepali people. When I returned to Kathmandu and told of the ride… the Nepali hotel manager said NO. He’d taken this road/detour and was terrified and had said, „Never again.“

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