Upon arrival in Dhading Besi, the main town, we were faced with the choice of walking five hours or riding on a jeep for one and a half and walking the same. The three of us weren’t feeling all that great, so the second option seemed the best, in order to limit the amount of physical exertion that we had to endure. In retrospect I would’ve rather walked the distance four times over than ride on that jeep ever again (yes I said "on" not "in"). As with most transportation in Nepal, whatever one might consider a vehicle’s capacity to be, rest assured that the driver and conductor will manage to cram at least five to ten more people in along with their baggage. This is how we found ourselves riding on the top of a jeep along with four other people and about 10 bags (the back of said jeep was already packed with at least 15 people - I didn't get a true headcount).
At first it didn’t seem so bad (when the jeep wasn’t moving) but as soon as we started crawling up the road and the vehicle started lurching from side to side it occurred to me that perhaps this wasn’t the best idea. So that's how it went, for about one and a half hours, grinding up this dirt road teetering from side to side. Three times we had to get down from the top of the jeep due to large amounts of mud in the road. Then to top it all off, about a quarter mile from where we were to depart there was some horrific noise and the vehicle came to a stop. I heard mumblings that sounded something like broken axle and we decided to get off and walk from there. The jeep started again and sped past us, only to come to a grinding halt mere minutes later. Needless to say I was glad that the ride ended and even more glad when we didn't ride on a jeep during the return journey the next day. I got a couple pictures of said vehicle, although I'm not sure they do the experience the justice it deserves. Here it is anyway. The other images below are some more enjoyable photos from the trip to Rasuwa.