Seated Indian woman in a uniform, Amer Fort, Rajasthan

Guard in an Alcove
The security detail in Amer Fort – which is perched on a hill outside Rajasthan’s capital, Jaipur –  is ready with a smile for the visitor.

When I think of northern India, it is the incredible Rajput (Hindu) and Mughal (Islamic) architecture of Rajasthan that I remember: fortified walls and sandstone edifices climbing across hillsides; exquisite turrets floating in the hot, dusty air; delicate lattice work shielding windows and casting intricate shadow patterns in the cloistered rooms behind them.

But, I also think of the people: tall, elegant people with dark eyes and quick smiles; casually seated in corners or lounging in doorways – almost as if they are waiting for someone with a camera to notice how perfectly they compliment their surroundings. Without hesitation, they pose, or they hug the foreign tourist and lean in for a quick “selfie” with their new “friend”.

Amer (Amber) Fort, in Amber (or Amer – the spelling seems to be interchangeable!), the small town 11 kilometers from Jaipur which was Rajasthan’s capital until 1727, has both: magnificent architecture and people ready and willing to be photographed.

Built by Rajput prince Raja Man Singh in 1592 out of sandstone and marble on the site of an 11th century fort, this multi-layered enclosure of courtyards, palaces, halls, and gardens climbs up a hillside overlooking Maotha Lake. It is one of the six “Hill Forts of Rajasthan” designated on the UNESCO World Heritage List in 2013 for their “testimony to the power of the Rajput princely states that flourished in the region from the 8th to the 18th centuries.”

When I visited the fort in 2013 as part of a Jim Cline Photo Tour with photographer Karl Grobl and local guide DV Singh, I had fond memories of my first trip there with my husband, some five years before.

It was as beautiful as I remembered.

Amer Fort from across Maotha Lake, Jaipur India

Amer Fort
From the other side of Maotha Lake, we can see the paths zig-zagging up the hill towards different fortress entry gates.

Hindu shrine opposite Amer Fort, Jaipur India

Hindu Shrine
You are never far from a Hindu shrine in India! This small one honouring Lord Brahma affords a view of the extensive fort on the hill.

Dil Aram Bagh at Amer Fort, Jaipur India

Dil Aram Bagh and Hillside Ruins
On the northern end of the lake, we will cross past the pergolas in the 18th century Dil Aaram Bagh garden.

Young Indian Women, Amer Jaipur, India

Young Women
A group of women who have finished their morning visit of the fort pause for a quick picture.

Indian man feeding the pigeons, Amer Fort, Jaipur India

Feeding the Birds
Our guide DV took a few minutes to feed the pigeons before we rounded the lake.

Amer Fort from across Maotha Lake, Jaipur India

Fort on the Lake

Indian man with a fresh Food Cart, Amer Fort, Jaipur India

Fresh Food Cart

Indian women on the Steps of Amer Fort, Jaipur India

Women on the Steps
On the steps, women in their colourful saris stop to rest and chat.

Indian woman in the ruins at the top of Amer Fort, Jaipur India

Woman in the Ruins
Near the ruins at the top of hill, I came across the incongruous sight of a woman in a beautiful sari searching through the rubble; I have no idea what she was hoping to find.

View over Amer from the fort, Jaipur India

View from the Hill
From the top, there are views back over town, and to the fortified walls that continue along the ridge of the hills in the distance.

Indian family group on the steps of Amer Fort, Jaipur India

Family on the Steps
At another rise in the stairs, a large group gathers for a rest.

Portrait of a young Indian girl with an orange drink, Amer Fort Jaipur, India

Angel-Face
The youngest member of the group was very excited with her orange soft drink. Nail polish and kohl or eyeliner is common on children in India.

Indian woman in security uniform on the steps, Amer Fort, Jaipur India

Security Guard
There is a visible security presence around the fort, …

Portrait: Indian woman in security uniform on the steps, Amer Fort, Jaipur India

Security Guard
… but the guards are all very friendly.

Amer Palace, Jaipur India

Ganesh Pol Entrance
The palace buildings are beautiful; this shot is an old one from my first visit in 2008.

Portrait: Indian woman inside Amer Fort, Jaipur India

Visitors to the Fort
Amer Fort is one of India’s most-visited forts; most of those visitors are from other parts of the country.

Portrait: Young Indian couple inside Amer Fort, Jaipur India

Visitors to the Fort
A young couple poses at a window overlooking the fortress turrets and hills behind.

Marble pillars in the Diwan-e-Aam, Amer Palace, Jaipur India

Marble Arches
A courtyard houses the Diwan-e-Aam (Hall of Public Audience) with its beautiful marble pillars.

Ornately painted entry, Amer Palace, Jaipur India

Ornate Entry
All the buildings around the various courtyards are intricately decorated.

The Diwan-e-Khas (Hall of Private Audiences), Amer Palace, Jaipur India

Mirrored Rooms
The Diwan-e-Khas (Hall of Private Audiences) is the best known part of the fort: …

Mirrored decorations, Hall of Private Audiences, Amer Palace, Jaipur India

Mirrored Wall Detail
… the elaborate decorations were crafted using glass imported from Belgium.

The Diwan-e-Khas (Hall of Private Audiences), Amer Palace, Jaipur India

“Mirrored” Sheesh Mahal

Turrets on the highest level, Amer Palace, Jaipur India

Domes on the Hill
The palace rises up four levels, each around a courtyard.

View through lattice over , Amer Palace, Jaipur India

Latticed Views
Ornate lattices look out over the upper courtyard and the hills behind.

Small handle on a heavy wooden door, Amer Palace, Jaipur India

Door Detail

Wall with painted vase carvings, Amer Palace, Jaipur India

Painted Wall Detail

Courtyard Garden, , Amer Palace, Jaipur India

Upper Courtyard Garden
There are new delights at every turn. 

Rooftop Rooms, Amer Palace, Jaipur India

Rooftop Rooms

Indian women at a shuttered window, Amer Palace, Jaipur India

Women in a Window

Three Indian men in guard

Guards at Ease

I never tired of wandering around these buildings, admiring the craftsmanship and the architecture, and taking impromptu portraits of people in the various nooks an crannies.

But, I had an appointed time to reconnect with my group, and we would be setting off to somewhere equally intriguing.

Sign-Off-Namaste

That’s the thing about India: every palace is more beautiful than the last, and every corner is another adventure.

Until next time, 

Namaste!

Pictures: 15November2013 

Large ship (TUI Allegra) on the Altenwörth Lock in Austria

Ships that Pass …
The locks on the Danube in Central Europe are an engineering marvel. 

Charlemagne (c.742-814), the medieval emperor who ruled much of Western Europe from 768 to 814, dreamed of traversing the European continent, from the North Sea to the Black Sea by water. All that was needed, in theory, was a trench around 3,000 metres (9,843 ft) long, connecting the Rhine River and the Danube.

In the absence of pumps, his medieval engineers faced problems with incessant rain, poor soil, and the consequential riverbank slippage. Remnants of the ponds and dams – attesting to the skills of medieval water engineers – can be seen today near the village of Graben in Bavaria, but no one is sure if the 2-metre (6.57 ft) deep ditch, now referred to as Charlemagne’s “Fossa Carolina”, was ever completed.

Napoleon Bonaparte “Napoleon I” (1769-1821) also hoped to connect the Main and Danube rivers, but met his Waterloo before he could implement any plans. King Ludwig I of Bavaria (1786-1868), inspired by canals in France and England, built a system of 101 canal locks – the Ludwig-Danube-Main Canal  – which operated from the mid-1800s until its damage during WW II and closure in 1950.

The current Rhine–Main–Danube Canal, connecting the Main and the Danube rivers across the European Watershed, was constructed – after a long and controversial planning process – from 1960 to 1992. It runs 172 kilometres (106.25 m) between Bamberg on the Main River and Kelheim on the Danube

Almost 20 percent of the €250,000,000 overall cost of canal construction went to environmental protection projects. So, it’s not surprising that I found it hard to recognise when we were on the canal, or on the Danube itself. What I did notice was the locks: there are 16 locks on the canal – 13 of which are designed to conserve water – with an elevation rise of 175 metres (574 ft), and drop of 68 metres (223 ft). The Danube end of the canal is 107.3 metres (352 ft) higher than the Main end. There are a further 18 locks on the Danube itself, each a part of a hydro-electric dam generating power. 

It is fascinating watching the whole lock-passage process. My husband and I were on one of the new boats that act as floating hotel rooms for tourists, travelling from Nuremberg (see: Altered views of History) to Budapest (Watch this Space!). With the exception of our cruise down the magnificent UNESCO-listed Wachau Valley (see: “Picturesque” Personified), much of our sailing happened over night, and we spent our days exploring charming cities and historical features (e.g.: Regensburg; Kelheim to Weltenburg; Passau; Melk; and Vienna). 

So, when we were transiting some of the many locks in daylight, we got out onto the boat-decks to watch with interest.

On the Rhine-Main-Danube Canal near Nuremberg lock

On the Rhine-Main-Danube Canal
As our canal-boat leaves Nuremburg, a lock comes into view.

Into a lock between Regensburg and Passau, Germany

Into the Lock
The door to the lock is open as our vessel approaches: use of the locks is carefully scheduled, and we have our appointed time. It is a quiet day: there is no one on the viewing platform. (iPhone5)

In a a lock between Regensburg and Passau, Germany

In the Lock
The locks are 12 metres (39.37 ft) wide, which limits the size of the boats on the waterways.

In a a lock between Regensburg and Passau, Germany

Wet Walls
The walls of the lock are so close we could touch them as our boat rises on the filling waters.

Out of a lock between Regensburg and Passau, Germany

On top of the Lock
Once the waters reach their new level, the gate opens and we cruise through to the next section of canal. (iPhone5)

The Continental Divide marker on the Main-Danube Canal, Germany.

Scheitelhaltung – The Continental Divide
Just before dinner time the same day, we passed the highest point on the Main-Danube Canal – 406 meters above sea level. The European Watershed or “Continental Divide” is marked by a concrete monument.

Boat on the Danube, Old Passau, Germany.

Passau
Two days later, we have left the canal far behind. While our boat is docked in Passau, we climb the 200 steps of the Oberhausleiten-Stiege – the Upper House Stairs – and watch the traffic on the Danube below. The waterways are important goods-transport channels.

Statue of writer Emerenz Meier and River-cruise boats, Danube, Passau

Statue of Bavarian Folk Poet Emerenz Meier (1874 – 1928), Danube River
Tourism is becoming more economically important, and the countless canal boats docked on the Danube in Passau are a testament to this.

Altenwörth Lock on the Danube, Austria

Altenwörth Lock
The Danube can be far from “blue”. The next afternoon – after cruising through the picturesque Wachou Valley we came back into the open on muddy-looking waters under an overcast sky. Downstream, the green light gave us the go-ahead at the approach to Altenwörth Lock, above Vienna.

Approaching Altenwörth Lock on the Danube, Austria

Altenwörth Lock
Altenwörth Lock is one of the many canal- and river-locks that have two chambers, allowing two boats to traverse at the same time. Our side of the lock is full of water already.

Altenwörth Lock Mechanism, Danube River, Austria

Altenwörth Lock Mechanism
As we get closer to the gate, we have a view of the mechanics which allows the gates to open and close.

Altenwörth Lock on the Danube, Austria

Altenwörth Lock
Once we are fully inside the lock, the doors will shut behind us, the valve will be opened, and water will be drained from the chamber.

Altenwörth Lock on the Danube, Austria

Altenwörth Lock
Another boat comes in behind us on the approach channel. 

Porthole in a passenger river boat on the Altenwörth Lock in Austria

Porthole in Ships that Pass …
Heading into the lock, we are so close to the TUI Allegra that we can see into her portholes. 

Radar and bridge atop a Viking Delling river boat

Reflections in the Radar
From the bow of the boat, we can look into the bridge – and back at our own reflections.

Captain Peter, Viking Delling river boat

Captain Peter
As we wait for our final go-ahead, our ship’s captain shows us around the pilot house.

Captain Peter, Viking Delling river boat bridge

Captain Peter in the Pilot House
There are plenty of bells and whistles, …

Viking Delling river boat bridge

Controls in the Pilot House
… knobs, handles and dials.

The Gates Open, Altenwörth Lock on the Danube, Austria

The Gates Open
The water-tight lock chamber seems to close in around us as our boat lowers on the ebbing water. Once we are level with the downstream waters, the giant gates open.

A river-boat captain Guiding a Boat out of Altenwörth Lock on the Danube, Austria

Guiding the Boat out of the Lock
Our radar is no use to us here! Once the doors are fully open, Captain Peter has no more time to chat. He monitors the vessel’s progress closely as we exit the narrow lock.

Captain Peter, Viking Delling river boat bow

Captain Peter
When we are clear of the lock doors and heading towards the open Danube, our captain relaxes.

TUI Allegra exiting the Altenwörth Lock in Austria

Exiting the Lock
Behind us, the TUI Allegra exits the Altenwörth Lock.

I loved the old European cities we visited, and the views of the villages and landscapes as we glided down the canal and river.

Text: Safe SailingBut, I also found traversing the locks a fascinating insight into the mechanisms of a busy, working waterway.

Until next time, 

Safe Sailing!

Photos: 17-20August2014

  • Gabe - February 15, 2018 - 10:55 am

    A river cruise that should be on everyone’s bucket list.ReplyCancel

    • Ursula - February 15, 2018 - 11:29 am

      It was certainly a wonderful experience! 😀ReplyCancel

Portrait: male dancer in Milne Bay face paint, Port Moresby PNG

Milne Bay Dancer
Festivals of music and dance are a great means of expressing and sharing cultural traditions. Here, a proud dancer from Milne Bay Province is ready to perform at a special Alotau Cultural Day in Port Moresby.

How can one talk about “the people” or “the culture” of Papua New Guinea

Papua New Guinea is one of the most culturally diverse nations in the world. Comprising the eastern half of the world’s second-largest island, it is home to hundreds of different ethnic groups and 852 known languages. And, who knows how many pockets of uncontacted peoples – with as yet unknown culture and languages – are still hidden in the interior jungles?

The coastal provinces of Oro and Milne Bay are home to people of Motu and Polynesian descent. In Milne Bay alone, the roughly 276,000 inhabitants speak about 48 different languages: mostly from the Eastern Malayo-Polynesian branch of the Austronesian language family. In other words, most of these various groups are distinct, but have similarities to one other.

What little I knew about the coastal people of Papua New Guinea and their customs before I arrived in the country, I learned from Drusilla Mojeska’s wonderful 2012 novel: The Mountain.

Giving the reader a feel for the country’s tumultuous background, much of this book takes place across the five years leading up to Papua New Guinea‘s declaration of self-governance in 1973 after years of Australian administration and British rule. Although the characters are fictional, the story and the settings are firmly grounded in history and the author’s experience of having lived in the country during that time. 

It seemed to me, when I visited last year in August, that little had changed. The figurative road to democracy was still bumpy and fraught: results from the recently-held election were being fiercely (and sometimes, bloodily) contested. And the real roads outside the few urban centres continued to be predominantly unnavigable. The majority (over 85%) of people in the nation live a rural agrarian lifestyle outside the city. 

A festival of music, dance and food is one way that groups can share their distinctive cultures with each other. On my second day in Port Moresby on a Jim Cline tour with photographer Karl Grobl and a small group of photo-enthusiasts, I was treated to the Alotau Cultural Day.

This was the first of several sing-sings – or annual get-togethers of a few tribes or villages – that I attended while I was in PNG, and in some ways it was the most genuine. For while this gathering of performers from the Milne Bay area was not as polished or flashy as others I later attended in the Sepic River and Mount Hagen regions, it was aimed at the “city-folk” in Port Moresby in general, rather than us tourists in particular. As such, it felt like a authentic attempt to share and communicate one’s culture, rather than just a pitch for the tourist dollar.

Because of the relatively informal nature of the day, I had the opportunity to speak with many of the dancers and other participants at the festival. Some of the people I talked to were university students, happy to chat about how important it was to them to keep the traditional practices alive, and to talk about how involvement in music and dance added meaning to their lives, and helped keep young people focused and out of trouble.

Join me on a dusty sporting ground in the heat of a tropical summer day and meet just a small sampling of Papua New Guinea’s many different peoples.

Papuan Mother seated in grass with her toddler, Port Moresby, Papua New Guinea

Tattooed Mother with Child
Everywhere I went in Papua New Guinea, people were happy to make eye contact with me, smile, and implicitly allow me to make pictures.

Portrait: Young Papuan man with a flag,, Port Moresby, Papua New Guinea

Portrait: Male Dancer
Around the sporting field, young musicians and dancers wait in their costumes and body paint for their turn to perform.

Portrait: Young Papuan man with tattoos, Port Moresby, Papua New Guinea

“Support Crew”
Friends and family are in attendance to support the performers and to give them an audience. Tattoos – traditional and modern – are in evidence everywhere.

Young Papuan man an woman dancing with green branches, Port Moresby, Papua New Guinea

Dancers
Meanwhile, with their drums and music as a backdrop, other groups take their turn on the “stage” – the stage being a grassy corner of the field. 

Portrait of Papuan woman wearing feathers in her hair and leaves around her neck and arms,, Port Moresby, Papua New Guinea

Feathers and Leaves
Performers’ costumes feature local natural materials: bird of paradise feathers, seeds, leaves and grasses.

Portrait of Papuan woman in Milne Bay face paint, Port Moresby, Papua New Guinea

Female Dancer
Some groups also feature face paint in traditional, stylised patterns. In this troupe, the men and women’s faces are painted on opposite sides.

Portrait of Papuan girls in Milne Bay face paint, Port Moresby, Papua New Guinea

Children at the Stalls
Children at the stalls that skirt the field wear colourful face paint in different traditionally-inspired designs.

Smiling Papuan woman with hibiscus in her hair and betel stained teeth, Port Moresby, Papua New Guinea

Stall Holder
Evidence of the effects of chewing the seeds of the Areca catechu palm tree – the ubiquitous betel nut – is in many of the smiles that greet me.

Papuan woman tending Skewers on the BBQ, Port Moresby, Papua New Guinea

Skewers on the BBQ
A lot of the food on offer around the the perimeters of the field looks beautifully healthy and fresh.

Motorcycle or Motor Dance, Milne Bay dancers, Port Moresby, Papua New Guinea

Motorcycle- or Motor-Dance
Anyone who has spent any time in a developing country knows how important small two-stroke motors are. I couldn’t understand the voice-over on the PA system, so I’m not sure exactly what type of motor the young man was pulling the starting chain on – but I was impressed to see the traditional dance-forms being used to tell modern stories.

Young Papuan child looking through a wire fence,

On the Outside
There was a small entry fee to the grounds; clearly not everyone could pay it.

Papuan man doing a Milne Bay war dance, Port Moresby, Papua New Guinea

War Dance
Every community has its own version of a war dance, and the various groups entered into these dances with gusto.

Papuan men doing a Milne Bay war dance, Port Moresby, Papua New Guinea

War Dance

Papuan man in war dance costume sitting on a bench, Port Moresby, Papua New Guinea

Warrior in the Wings

Two Papuan women with their heads together trying to sort out necklaces of seed pods, Port Moresby, Papua New Guinea

Heads Together

Two Papuan women with their heads together trying to sort out necklaces of seed pods, Port Moresby, Papua New Guinea

Untangling the Seeds
With their heads together, two young women try to disentangle their necklaces.

Papuan women waiting to dance, Port Moresby, Papua New Guinea

Faces in the Group

Papuan man in a feathered headdress, Port Moresby, Papua New Guinea

Man in a Feathered Headdress
Feathers, bone, coral, shells, leaves and grasses are everywhere.

Papuan girl in a feathered headdress, Port Moresby, Papua New Guinea

Young Girl
The dancers start young!

Papuan women waiting to dance, Port Moresby, Papua New Guinea

Hair and Feathers
As the hot sun climbs overhead, it bounces of curls …

Papuan women waiting to dance, Port Moresby, Papua New Guinea

Young Woman in Feathers
…  and feathers.

Papuan men doing a Milne Bay war dance, Port Moresby, Papua New Guinea

War Dance
Another group of warriors in grass skirts and boar teeth …

Papuan man doing a Milne Bay war dance, Port Moresby, Papua New Guinea

Warrior
… take to the “stage” with their spears.

Papuan man doing a Milne Bay war dance, Port Moresby, Papua New Guinea

Another Warrior 
The young men put a lot of energy into their threatening advances. Meanwhile, the young women behind have mouths full of betel.

All the people I spoke to were eager to invite me share their beautiful corner of the country. A couple of young men even told me where to find the birds of paradise: just follow the path around the bay, then turn left. The birds are right there!

Towards the end of my trip, I did enjoy a blissful couple of days in their native Milne Bay Province (see: Innocent Eyes and Head Hunters), and – even though I never found the birds – I can concur: it is a most beautiful place.

To the Future (text)

I hope these young people continue to maintain the best things from their rich traditions.

Until next time!

Pictures: 12August2017 

  • Jan Lively - February 13, 2018 - 5:15 pm

    Oh Ursula, you never cease to amaze me. Thank you thank you for your most recent trip down memory lane, this lane and memory of PNG. I love your history lesson and narrative, and of course, the great pics too. you are truly an inspiration. Hope you and Gabe are well and having yet more fun and adventures. We are good here in Florida and soon off on our 3-month Utah adventure. Hugs and thanks, JanReplyCancel

    • Ursula - February 13, 2018 - 10:08 pm

      Hi Jan,
      Many thanks for your lovely comments! We are road-tripping a lot at the moment, but off on a European adventure soooooon …
      Have a wonderful time in Utah – Love to you both! xReplyCancel

Four Nepali women in a window, Panauti-Namobuddha Rd, Nepal

Women in the Window
Four women laugh together as they watch our passing along the road below.

The smiles from the windows and doorways along the trekking trail between Panauti and Namo Buddha in Nepal’s Kathmandu Valley, are as warm as the bright sun overhead.

I was walking with a friend and local guide Angfula Sherpa (our porter had long since left us behind!) towards the sacred pilgrimage site of Namo Buddha, where we were to stay overnight at the Thrangu Tashi Yangtse Monastery.

We had spent the morning – after driving from Lazimpat – sampling food and chatting to people (see: Dirt Music and Sunshine). We weren’t moving very fast: every step was a visual feast, so we were stopping and taking copious pictures – and pretending that these stops were not an excuse to rest our ageing lungs and aching joints! 

Contrasts of light and dark shimmered all around us, as the sun angled into the narrow lanes of the tiny hamlets and bounced off the brickwork, highlighting the resilience of the people and the rough edges of the damage from the 2015 earthquake.

Join me as we slowly make our way up the hills out of the Kathmandu Valley:

Corn drying in a wooden-framed window, Panauti-Namobuddha Rd, Nepal

Corn Drying and Cracks in the Mortar
Following the devastating earthquake in 2015, life goes on: corn for seed and animal feed is stacked in windows and attic spaces to dry in preparation for the long winter. Everywhere we walk, we see reminders of buildings that have come down completely, and neighbouring buildings that have suffered very little.

Cat on a step, Panauti-Namobuddha Rd, Nepal

Cat on a Stoop

Light and Shade on a Dusty Street, Panauti-Namobuddha Rd, Nepal

Light and Shade
A “shopkeeper” sets up his goods in a shady corner on a dusty street.

Nepali woman doing laundry, Panauti-Namobuddha Rd, Nepal

Doing Laundry
In another corner, a woman does her laundry.

A Man and his Dog in front of teak louvre doors, Panauti-Namobuddha Rd, Nepal

A Man and his Dog

Shrine in terraced fields, Panauti-Namobuddha Rd, Nepal

Shrine in the Fields
The textured, terraced fields are punctuated with small shrines.

Grandmother seated in a large window with a baby, Panauti-Namobuddha Rd, Nepal

Minding the Baby
Everywhere, the windows and door-frames are graced by locals.

Nepali man in a window, Panauti-Namobuddha Rd, Nepal

Yoga Master in the Window
As we walk down the narrow dusty street, a man leans out of a window overhead; a sign on the shaded building advertises yoga. Much as we’d have loved to have joined him, we still had a long way to walk before our final stop for the day.

Two women chatting in the road, Panauti-Namobuddha Rd, Nepal

Women in the Road
Two women stand chatting in a patch of light at the end of the village.

Portrait: Newari Woman in red, Panauti-Namobuddha Rd, Nepal

Newari Woman
One of them pauses to have her picture taken in the bright sunlight before she heads back up to her home – high on the hill above the village we have just passed through.

Dirt path rising through Nepali terraces, Panauti-Namobuddha Rd, Nepal

Dusty Tracks
As we head out of the little hamlet, the road once again reduces to a dusty track …

Terraces of blooming mustard plants, Panauti-Namobuddha Rd, Nepal

Mustard Fields
… rising through the terraces of blooming mustard plants. Farmers here alternate their crops of potato, mustard, and seasonal vegetables to use their limited agricultural land to the absolute maximum.

Old Nepali man with a young child, Panauti-Namobuddha Rd, Nepal

Minding the Grandchild
At the top of one rise, we come across an elderly man looking after his grandchild.

Dusty Street with three-story houses one side, Panauti-Namobuddha Rd, Nepal

Dusty Street
Less than twenty minutes later, we are entering another row of homes …

Corn hanging from the eaves of a Nepali home, Panauti-Namobuddha Rd

Corn Drying
… with more corn hung out to dry.

Newari man and woman making dumplings, Panauti-Namobuddha Rd, Nepal

Making Momos
A little further along the way, we came across a “restaurant”: a dark hut with rickety benches outside. Inside – in the gloom – a husband and wife team were making over-sized momos, or Nepali-Tibetan-style dumplings.

Portrait: Newari man in a dark kitchen, Panauti-Namobuddha Rd, Nepal

Dumpling Maker
The man engages in an earnest conversation with our guide.

Steaming pot in a dark cooking space, Panauti-Namobuddha Rd, Nepal

Pots
I absolutely love momos! So naturally, we had to wait for a fresh batch to be steamed, …

Newari woman dishing up freshly steamed dumplings, Panauti-Namobuddha Rd, Nepal

Steaming Dumplings
… dished up, …

Plate of large, freshly sauced momos, Panauti-Namobuddha Rd, Nepal

The Momos are Ready!
… and served with a rich, spicy sauce. Just delicious! Fortified, we continue on our way.

Woman sitting in an upper-story Window, Panauti-Namobuddha Rd, Nepal

Woman in a Window

Newari women doing laundry in a creek, Panauti-Namobuddha Rd, Nepal

Laundry

Houses on a steep, terraced hillside, Panauti-Namobuddha Rd, Nepal

Houses on the Hillside
The terraced hills rise around us …

Buddhist prayer flags fluttering, Panauti-Namobuddha Rd, Nepal

Flags on the Hill
… as we climb up to our first collection of Buddhist prayer flags.

Pink and white blossoms, Panauti-Namobuddha Rd, Nepal

Signs of Spring

Nepali women with overflowing baskets on head straps, Panauti-Namobuddha Rd, Nepal

A Heavy Load
I marvel as I watch petite women with overwhelming loads walk up the steep hill, …

Nepali women with overflowing baskets on head straps, Panauti-Namobuddha Rd, Nepal

Heavy Loads
… overtaking us easily.

Red Rhododendrons in the tree tops, Panauti-Namobuddha Rd, Nepal

Rhododendron
We are thrilled to see Nepal’s national flower: Lali Gurans, or Red Rhododendron, blooming in the tall forest over our heads.

Thrangu Tashi Yangtse Monastery, Namo Buddha

Thrangu Tashi Yangtse Monastery
Finally! We get our first sighting of the monastery – which we will explore more fully in the morning.

View over the Kathmandu Hills from a room at the Thrangu Tashi Yangtse Monastery, Nepal

View from my Room
This evening, I will bed down on a simple bed with this marvellous view back down the hillside. What a treat!

After finding our simple rooms in the Thrangu Tashi Yangtse Monastery Guesthouse, and taking quick, well-earned showers, we joined the monks and novices in evening prayers, and ate a simple meal of dahl and sticky buns.

Sign-Off-NamasteIt was a perfect ending to my first glorious day of walking in the clean, Nepali mountain air.  

Until next time,

Namaste!

Photos: 06March2017

Finn Blues Band, House of Ullr, Thredbo

Rocking the Blues in the Fresh Air
This is the music of my youth: it would be at home in a dark, smoky bar. But we are all older and wiser now, and can enjoy our festival sounds in the crisp fresh air of Thredbo, in Australia’s Snowy Mountains. The Sydney-based Finn Blues Band centres around drummer, singer, and song-writer Jim Finn, and has been performing internationally since 1999. Looking at the members, I have a feeling they had ‘other lives’ before becoming rocking-blues stars!

“Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.”

~Berthold Auerbach

I count my many blessings daily –

But, some days are still harder than others.

I always experience post-holiday (Christmas-New Year-Birthday) blues: a greater-than-usual melancholy that is at least in part the consequence of too much food and alcohol and too many late nights.

This was more the case than ever this year. My husband and I had a wonderful – but exhausting – holiday season hosting children and grand-children, and then, before they had all even left to return to their respective homes, he went into hospital for a major operation, and stayed for ten days. The hospital was quite a distance, so I “lived” in a hotel room for the duration. We finally returned, injured and enervated, in mid-January to our home and our Christmas decorations, which were looking forlorn and out of place in the record-breaking heat-wave that was washing over Australia.

Under the circumstances, we very nearly forfeited our pre-paid Thredbo Bluesfest tickets. 

I’m so glad we didn’t!

We might have both been exhausted, but after a mere three days on the coast, we packed a bag, crawled back into the car, and drove into the mountains. There, thanks to a weekend of good food and great music, we started smiling again. 

Singer Roshani, Cascades Restaurant, Thredbo Village, Australia

Roshani
Thredbo Bluesfest utilises many of the restaurants and bars in the tiny village as venues. This presents unique challenges for the the performers – and the audience – as the venues are not all particularly well-configured for sound. Lighting is also extremely challenging – with over-lit walls and under-lit performers. Sri Lankan-born Australian-raised singer-musician-songwriter Roshani met the challenge, and kept us well entertained over dinner.

Steel Guitar in purple light, Cascades Restaurant, Thredbo Village, Australia

Steel Guitar

Guitarist Tim in purple light, Cascades Restaurant, Thredbo Village, Australia

Guitarist Tim

Singer Roshani and guitarist Tim, Cascades Restaurant, Thredbo Village, Australia

Roshani and Tim
Partners in music – and in life – Roshani and Tim check sound levels before moving on to the next song.

Roshani on harmonica, Cascades Restaurant, Thredbo Village, Australia

Roshani
Billed as “a harmonica wielding songstress”, Roshani grew up immersed in music.

Roshani Priddis, Cascades Restaurant, Thredbo Village, Australia

Roshani’s Smile
The multi-talented Roshani was an X-Factor participant and a finalist in the International Songwriting Competition. She also has a killer smile.

Lachy Doley, Keller Bar, Thredbo Australia

Lachy Doley
We didn’t stay for all the late-night bands, but we did manage to enjoy Hammond Organ and Whammy Clavinet maestro, Lachlan Doley, as he put his modified Hohner Clavinet through its paces.

Lachy Doley, Keller Bar, Thredbo Australia

Lachy Doley
Dubbed the Jimi Hendrix of the Hammond Organ, Lachy has released his own albums and played with some of the country’s greats.

Mary Jane Guiney performing at the Thredbo Alpine Hotel, Thredbo Australia

Mary Jane Guiney
We started our next day with fresh air, sunshine, and Irish-born, Sydney-based, New Orleans-rooted singer-songwriter Mary Jane Guiney.

Mary Jane Guiney performing at the Thredbo Alpine Hotel, Thredbo Australia

Mary Jane Guiney
“Small in stature, yet big in voice and heart,” thirty years of performing have given Mary Jane a cheeky confidence I thoroughly admired and enjoyed.

Rory Ellis with Andrew Toner, Eagle

Rory Ellis with Andrew Toner
We rode to the top of the Kosciuszko Express Chairlift to have lunch at Eagle’s Nest Restaurant where one of our favourites, Rory Ellis, was performing. We enjoyed him at Thredbo Bluesfest several years ago (see: Cool Blues, Hot Jazz) and were thrilled when we heard he was back – and especially excited when he replayed one of my favourites: The Woodstore. It is so melancholy in live performance: I cry every time! The recording is less poignant, so I’ve uploaded a title track instead: Twisted Willow.

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Andrew Toner on his (backwards) guitar, , Eagle

Andrew Toner
Guitarist Andrew Toner has great skills – frontwards and backwards.

Finn Blues Band, Burger Bar, Thredbo Australia

Jim Finn
This is the blues-rock I grew up on! Even Jim’s original tracks felt like old friends.

Michael Vdelli on guitar at the Thredbo Alpine Hotel, Thredbo Australia

Michael Vdelli
More of the music of my youth: Vdelli ROCKED!

Sound Mixing,Thredbo Alpine Hotel, Thredbo Australia

Sound Mixing
Of course, the performers don’t do it alone.

Michael Vdelli (black and white) ,Thredbo Alpine Hotel, Thredbo Australia

Michael Vdelli – Guitar

Michael Vdelli (black and white) ,Thredbo Alpine Hotel, Thredbo Australia

Michael Vdelli – Voice

Hussy Hicks, Kosciuszko Room, Alpine Hotel, Thredbo Australia

Hussy Hicks
Killer combo! We saw Hussy Hicks at Byron Bluesfest in 2016 (Back to the Roots) – not once, but twice! They were as good as I remembered. Another audio file is attached below – if you are ready for it:

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Tracy Bassy on bass, Hussy Hicks, Kosciuszko Room, Alpine Hotel, Thredbo Australia

Tracy Bassy
It’s the quiet achievers in the background that let the stars shine.

Mike Elrington, Santé, Thredbo Australia

Mike Elrington
We shared our dinner with Mike Elrington;  …

Mike Elrington, Santé, Thredbo Australia

Mike Elrington
… he was fantastic – …

Mike Elrington Abstract, Santé, Thredbo Australia

Abstract (Mike Elrington)
… – but the acoustics weren’t! Between the people talking behind me and the bounce off the walls, I had to go outside, where both the view and the temperature were cooler.

Mike Elrington, Santé, Thredbo Australia

Mike Elrington
Mike is a wild man on the guitar – …

Mike Elrington, Santé, Thredbo Australia

Mike Elrington from the Outside
… and on the tables!

Miss Whiskey, House of Ullr, Thredbo

Miss Whiskey
Sunday morning saw us back at House of Ullr, on the lawn, with Miss Whiskey, a Melbourne duo …

Miss Whiskey, House of Ullr, Thredbo

Miss Whiskey
… who represented the city in 2016 in Memphis, Tennessee at the International Blues Challenge.

Tattoos and Hats, House of Ullr, Thredbo

Tats and Hats

Marji Curran Band, Thredbo Village Square

Marji Curran Band

Sound Mixing for Blues Preachers, House of Ullr, Thredbo

Sound Mixing for Blues Preachers

Dancing Feet in flip-flops,Thredbo Alpine Hotel, Thredbo Australia

Dancing Feet

Keyboard, Soul Roots Revival Band,Thredbo Alpine Hotel, Thredbo Australia

“Did I Hear you Say you Love Me?”
Back poolside, we found the keyboard and vocal stylings of the Soul Roots Revival Band.

Kerrie Sweeney with Jim Finn, , House of Ullr, Thredbo

Kerrie Sweeney with Jim Finn
We finished as we started: with the Finn Blues Band, this time with vocalist Kerrie Sweeney helping them out, and rounding out our long weekend.

Text: To the Music

It was a lovely time out, a temporary refuge from everyday realities.

“Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.”

― Maya Angelou

To the Music!

Photos: 19-21January2018