This is where I am staying, a view from my guesthouse.
Quite decent (especially considering I pay only 3.3 USD for my room):
On April 27, 2026, I decided to have a light walk uphill, along a road I had never walked before.
As it turned out, that wasn't a real street but a stormwater canal. Downpours in Pokhara are wild, but when it's dry, people walk these canals.
A tiny mandir on the way. Considering the golden Nandi (a zebu) in front of the entrance, that's a temple of Shiva.
Himalayan raspberry, it's everywhere here, quite like blackberry in some areas of Europe - growing along the road sides, covering steep hill slopes, thriving in ravines...
As for the taste, I'd say, it is like that of mulberries with a slight bitterness.
A logistic surprise awaited me:
My stormwater canal road narrowed, got overgrown with grass, and those two fences from both sides appeared, so I felt trapped in a sewage - happily, there were no odours there, so perhaps I slightly overreacted. I kept walking up and eventually found a real road.
A boy picking up Himalayan raspberries; probably, for his mom - otherwise, why the bowl? Just put them into your mouth. Collecting berries for siblings? I don't believe in such things, lol.
A colorful lizard, probably, waiting for a juicy insect attracted by the Himalayan raspberries.
Keep walking the road abundant with bamboo and Himalayan raspberries:
And then a view of the lake opened up:
Phewa Lake, it's called, Pokhara's natural soul.
A charming hoofer on my way:
I quickly collected grass and stretched out the bunch for this baby buffalo.
His warm eyes were full of surprise, as if he was saying, "For me?? An entire bunch of super yummy grass?? We fren now?!" The same grass grew below his hoofs but he was absolutely happy to receive my gift - literally shocked by my kindness, lol.
And look at his hair... Like the hair of a human, that's so funny.
Soon, a dog came, and I didn't feel comfortable anymore, as you never know what a dog can do - even a Nepalese dog (there are well-mannered here).
I left the buffy and continued my way down to the Phewa lake.
It was an overcast late afternoon with perfect temperature for hiking, like 26°C (79°F).
It's almost always cloudy after 3 p.m. and it often rains then. Very humid land, the Pokhara Valley.
Returning to the area I visited many times, with this field by the lake, which I had described in the last post.
Another encounter:
Call me insane, buffies are much better than horses...
I can't understand at all what horses are thinking about. Look at this one: can it be she is in love with me or she wants to bite my arm off? She was actually approaching me, and I stepped back out of caution.
You never know what a horse is thinking about unless you're a horse breeder or rider... With buffaloes, it's easier - it's written all over their animated faces.
The sky turned dark - the rain was coming.
I had time to buy food for dinner and turned back to my guesthouse.
Home, sweet home - the left door is where I stay, these are my footwear on the left - blue flipflops and amazing (fake Birkenstock) foam sandals for 4$ a pair 😎
It might be I'll live here for next 3 months. Love this quiet, warm, cloudy land with actually amazing people, quiet and warm.
The photos were taken with a Nikkor 50mm f/1.8G and a Nikkor 70-300mm (only the panorama in the beginning) on a full-frame DSLR Nikon D750 on April 27, 2026, in Pokhara, Nepal