Sauraha – Royal Beach Camp - 84km
I biked along while high mountains loomed in the foreground. My
path followed the Trishuli River gorge, where teahouses clung to the
cliffside and prayer flags blew in the wind. A big smile crossed my
face—a grin I wore the remainder of the day. It felt like I had finally
arrived in Nepal.
At Mugling, I veered towards Kathmandu, keeping next to the Trishuli
River. The road wasn’t flat but never gained any altitude, as there
were as many downhill stretches as there were uphill. I continued
until I spotted a river rafting camp sporting a beautiful setting and
beach huts. Camping there was fun and we sat around, enjoying a
few beers and chilling while watching the river flow past.