Morning rays on Mount Annapurna I (8,091 m).
Nepal | Jahā̃ āsthā ākāś chuñcha
Where belief touches the sky
Some rides become part of you. Not for the views, but for the questions they leave behind and the moments when you’re simply riding, trusting the road, the weather, and what’s ahead.
This one began on Royal Enfields, crossing from the valleys of Kathmandu to the high trails of Mustang. Through broken roads, falling rain, and the depths of the Kali Gandaki Gorge — between Dhaulagiri and Annapurna I — we rode toward Muktinath.
Somewhere in the cold, the mud, and the thin air, the stillness of those mountains stayed with us. A quiet reminder: it’s not the destination that matters, it’s the movement through it.
Paved road ends — 109 km to go, balancing the machine.
Leaving the last stretches of highway behind.
Gaining some elevation into Mustang.
Waiting at a flooded crossing — water too high to pass.
Finding another way through.
Risk and thrill on unstable tracks.
The perfect stretch of road — rare and fleeting.
Dried riverbed becomes our path.
Riding through Upper Mustang Valley.
Just a few more kilometers to Muktinath.
Cutting through the high mountain desert.
On the return — after heavy rains, only 26 km in 11 hours.
Pushing through deep slush and mud.
Helping locals rebuild a washed-out path — three hours of effort.
Waterfalls in Kali Gandaki Gorge — one of the world’s deepest — flowing between Dhaulagiri (8,167 m) and Annapurna I (8,091 m).
Through mud, rain, and stillness — this was a journey that stayed long after the ride was done.
Just one story, among many, that helped shape Bang to Being.
Thanks for reading.