May 02, 2009

And the last puff of the daywind brought from the unseen villages the scent of damp wood-smoke,hot cakes,dripping undergrowth,and rotting pine-cones.That is the true smell of the Himalayas and if once it creeps into the blood of a man,that man will at the last,forgetting all else,return to the hills to die.

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