I’m really pleased to announce that Liz has won a travel writing piece, which will feature in tomorrow’s Daily Telegraph in the UK. If you happen to be near a news agent then please do buy a copy. If you can’t get to one, don’t worry, we’ll be publishing it on followtheboat in due course, but not before her well-deserved moment of glory. Well done, Liz!

The piece features a 17km trek we did recently to sacred Kechopari Lake in the Himalayas. On a blisteringly hot day we descended 1,500m to a river, and back up the other side, all under the gaze of Kanchenjonga Mountain, India’s highest peak. Here’s an extract:

We pass by giant bamboo thickets, through forests of teak and walnut, glimpsing tree ferns, rhododendron bushes and climbing orchids. As we emerge into steep, terraced farmland, Jamie’s cracking knees and my blistered feet begin to take their toll.
“You’re going the wrong way,” I snap.
“No, I’m not,” he snarls.
At the tumbling river I leave my boots by a woodpile for someone more needy to claim, and flip-flop my way up 100m of near vertical undergrowth to the road. Jamie’s knees, grateful for the new upward motion, stop grinding. Cheered by the flatter terrain, we reach a fork in the road and see the milestone: it points sharply upwards, “Kechopari 10”.
Seven hours after setting out, we reach the tiny hamlet of Kechopari just as the day-trippers, in a flurry of shouting and ringing phones, depart. A young monk picks up the sweet wrappers and plastic bottles they leave behind.

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The complete 500-word short story will appear in tomorrow’s Daily Telegraph in print, but they’ve now put it online so you may read the whole piece here.

Seven hours after setting out, we reach the tiny hamlet of Kechopari just as the day-trippers, in a flurry of shouting and ringing phones, depart. A young monk picks up the sweet wrappers and plastic bottles they leave behind.