The time has come for the Zanskar Odyssey to begin. As I write this, there are exactly 24 hours before Jason Kehl, Pete Takeda, Mick Follari and I board the plane bound for Delhi, India.
I just watched the sun set in a vibrant display of pink, orange and purple, striping clear across the sky, a never ending glow on the horizon, and then rise again, emerging out of a husky blue, turning a light golden cherry,
The weather in the Rocklands has been abnormally hot so instead of repeating Fred Nicole’s Monkey Wedding, Paul Robinson has been racking up a handful of V13’s and V14’s.