Beauty is the Beast #6

A full day of hard riding, and we reach the village of Rangdum late in the afternoon. Village may be an exaggeration, though. It consisted of three houses, a shop, a police outpost and a Dak bungalow. No electricity, or telephones, or even running water.

Parked, at the Dak Bungalow in Rangdum.

The cows… er… the yaks come home in the evening.

Maggi seemed to be the staple diet of all around here, as we had more of the vile stuff for dinner. We sat outside till about six in the evening, enjoying the sunset on the terribly bleak landscape. Around this time, the whisky in our glasses froze, and we had to turn in.

The sun sets on the lunar landscape of Rangdum