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The Northern Winter had arrived and thoughts had turned to Yak Butter Tea and whirling snowdrifts. An idea had crossed Owen's mind as he was thinking of absolutely nothing. The thought of tramping through deep snow after leaving Jomsom and heading further North to Loh Manthang. At least he would have apples to nourish him on this, an unpredictable journey. He would be following the ancient traders from India that had plied this trail for years to reach the Silk Route to China. Although Mustang was considered to be a dry region it would still snow and the minus temperatures could not be underestimated in it's deadly form although even in blizzard conditions there was a Nepal Ice, Everest Lager or some Raksi at the end of the road which was indeed some comfort. Owen's friends suggested that he travel to Lukla and hike or take a mountain bike to base camp but he knew it would look very crowded as opposed to where he wanted to head to this time.