In the morning we begin the walk to Yubeng by following the Mekong river, some local Tibetan women on their way to a day in the fields point out the path. The trail starts with a walk alongside fields until we reach a small village, David and I become separated just outside the village and so take in the surrounding scenery and atmosphere at our own pace.
The path continues from this village along a stream (used as the source of all the towns water) until you reach the Yubeng river. Here you’re crossing small waterfalls and are walking along a narrow path, obstructed by two cows.
There’s no choice but to follow the cows as the path is narrow; to the right the water is icy and to the left, the steep drop prevents you from trying anything daring.
Your companions have no problems with the waterfalls, oblivious to the dangers of falling, so you follow suite.
After the walk along the cliff’s edge, the path widens as the Yubeng river rises and the path hugs the river, criss-crossing it several times.
As the path continues, you come into a forest and pause several times to take in the beauty of your surroundings.
You emerge from the forest to a farm where the farmer greets you with a hello.
You come across an abandoned building and decide to explore.
You continue along the path into another forest and get the feeling that you’re being followed. You turn around and realise your suspicions were true. Your stalker, realising they’ve been caught turns and runs away.
You clear the forest and pass through an archway where you stop to take photos.
From here it’s not too much further, and soon you see Lower Yubeng Village.

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You are insane! It all looks amazing Ivan. I appreciate the entertaining nature of your blogs. There is nothing dull about constant narrows escapes from death. Kim :)