Back to Sharda

We did not stay for long at Kel. We left about a half hour before dusk. By the time we got to Sharda it was night and time for dinner.


The jeep got stuck in the mud. So we had to improvise and try all sorts or rolling and rocking and pushing and pulling and shoving and digging. We finally did get out though.



You can find one of these anywhere and anytime in Pakistan. No matter what the terrain. This dude was so impatient that he wouldn't stop to let us pass and that's how we got stuck in the mud.

My cousin's got his fingers in his ears because the bus' (we call it a dhol) engine kept misfiring like anything. In the dead silence and depth of the valley it sounded like a canon going off.



All the stops that we made were because of this dude. So I finally took the snap I had been wanting to. When you gotta go, you gotta go - but not as much as this guy!