HOSPITALITY OF TIBETAN FOLKS – DEGE

Dege night scene

TIBETAN FOLKS DEGE KHAM HIKE

Dege night scene

HOSPITALITY OF TIBETAN FOLKS

TIBETAN HOSPITALITY

Long before the sun rises we are up. Behind the mountains it begins to dawn, we are engulfed by the beauty of the morning.

The night had been noisy, with Tibetan rodents rummaging
overhead in the double wooden ceiling, sleeping was difficult.

tibetan home

Where we sleep, kitchen, hall and bedroom in one, the typical Tibetan house.

Throughout the night I held a flashlight to spot the noisy little
creatures who were after the Chambar.

dege kham girl

Hospitality of Tibetan people has no equivalent, we are honored guests in their house, and dare not to refuse their persuasive welcome.

Red, hand-painted Tibetan furniture all around us, wooden tables, an open kitchen furnace, we sit on our bed eating and drinking salted Lapsang, planning for the day.

tibetan friends

We soon will ascend to the mountains staying overnight , where wolves and bears still roam freely. As a result, every Tibetan male and female carries at least one dagger , richly decorated with Silver and gemstones.

tibetan edelweiss

Reflecting on my earlier days in Austria appear with every step I climb these trails, the visions clear as the Tibetan spring water gushing out hear and there.

tibetan highland spring

We zigzag along the rocky paths, it takes all my strength for its
steepness. The higher we reach the more spectacular the views, the more you feel yourself free.

tibetan holy mountain

Only a mountaineer can understand this feeling, perhaps I felt a
similar sensation the night I found myself in Beyla, Guinea.

The serpentine paths become more steep, walking dangerously close near to cliffs I realize I made a good choice not to move on horseback. Not being a good rider it would have been too risky.

dege kham nature

Well into the afternoon, long overdue we reach the first house on a
long stretch of green, rye growing area up in this altitude of 4000
meters.

dege friends

We set off at 2000 meters, the ascent was exhausting. It takes full 8 hours to reach the foots of the summit. Here in the mountains everyone knows each other, so our arrival had been heralded, and we are invited to the first dwelling we see.

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Sitting in the dark kitchen with only basic amenities, the lady of the
house and her grandson invites me with the same hospitality I am so used to since coming to these parts. All I take is some fresh mountain spring water, trying hard to recover from the steep ascent.