Although the Bumthang valley is only about half way from the capital
Thimpu in the West and the Eastern border of Bhutan, it tends to be
about as far east as anyone ventures. Most of the tourist
sites lie in the Western half of the country and given the cost
induced time constraints for most visitors and the appalling
standard of the roads, there seems little point venturing further
unless you are of an unduly masochistic and foolhardily risk seeking
disposition. Rather confusingly the
signposts imply that Bumthang is a town; it is only as the road
penetrates further across the mountains that the signs indicate
actual towns and it is with a sinking heart that you realise you
have another two hours of bone shattering driving before reaching
the relative comfort of your overnight accommodation. On the
whole the road surfaces are not significantly worse than the rock
strewn pistes of the Mauritanian Sahara, but their thrill lies in
the enhanced features of rock falls from above, verges collapsing
into the yawning chasms below all nicely topped off by the homicidal
tendencies of the oncoming Tata trucks devoid of brakes or the
inclination to use them if they had.
Notwithstanding all of this it is well
worth the discomfort and perils of the two day drive, arriving in a
peaceful valley with a number of temples conveniently located within
a days moderate walking of Jakar, the only town of significance and
where you will most likely end up staying. |