In the forbidden land, an account of a journey into Tibet . hree rivers Kali, Taki, and Kuti. The Kaliturns suddenly to 2)7° (bearings magnetic), while the KutiRiver keeps a generaldirection of 325^ (bear-ings magnetic). Having crossed againinto Kumaon, I struckcamp at Gungi. Beforeentering the village,- Ipassed Dr. Wilsons dis-pensary, not then com-pleted. In the villagethe houses were deco-rated with long polesjoined by strings, fromwhich hung and flewgayly in the breeze hun-dreds of wind dwellings weremostly of the ancient,pure Shoka architect-ure, and not so fine orso clean as
In the forbidden land, an account of a journey into Tibet . hree rivers Kali, Taki, and Kuti. The Kaliturns suddenly to 2)7° (bearings magnetic), while the KutiRiver keeps a generaldirection of 325^ (bear-ings magnetic). Having crossed againinto Kumaon, I struckcamp at Gungi. Beforeentering the village,- Ipassed Dr. Wilsons dis-pensary, not then com-pleted. In the villagethe houses were deco-rated with long polesjoined by strings, fromwhich hung and flewgayly in the breeze hun-dreds of wind dwellings weremostly of the ancient,pure Shoka architect-ure, and not so fine orso clean as those in Garbyang. The place was picturesque, clear cut againstthe curious background of the dome-like mountain, theNabi Shankom, a peak of uncommon beauty, with its grayand reddish striped strata. Near it on another mountainwas the Gungi Shankom, a gigantic quadrangular rock of awarm yellow and reddish color, not unlike a huge I reached its foot, the sun was casting his last dyingrays on it, and the picture was so magical that I was tempt- 87. GUNGI SHANKOM IN THE FORBIDDEN LAND ed to sketch it. As I sat there, the shadow of the comingnight rose higher and higher on the mountain-side, tintingit violet blue, and above it the Gungi Shankom stood re-splendent in all its glor}^ like a tower of fire — till nightdescended, covering the mountain first, and little by littlethe Gungi Shankom itself. I shall not easily forget thissight. I slept under my little tente dabri, and found it de-lightfully cosey and warm. At lo the next day I raised camp. The elevationhere was 10,940 feet. Interesting was the Chiram, a col-lection of tombs, five in number, made of slabs of whitestone with poles placed vertically upon them, and fromthe summit of which hung flying prayers. The KutiRiver to my left was wide and rapid. On the oppositebank the village of Ronkan (11,100 feet) made a prettyvis-a-vis to the Nabi village on our side of the stream,at the same elevation, and directly u
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