Time slows down in some parts of the Himalayas. Upper Mustang, however, is the place where time stops altogether.
This place that was once a kingdom of Tibet is a high-altitude desert lying behind the towering walls of Annapurna and Dhaulagiri. The border was closed to outsiders until the year 1992. Nowadays the number of travelers permitted yearly is only a few — and a walk there is similar to a jump into the last century.
I thought it was going to be a trek. Instead, I discovered a living museum of ancient culture, silence, wind, and prayer flags.
Most of the time when individuals think about Nepal, they picture green hills and snow peaks. Upper Mustang however totally shatters that image.
The soil is bare. The sky is limitless. The cliffs turn red at sunset.
This is a rain-shadow region of the Himalayas, a place where monsoon clouds don't arrive. Local people live off the land around a few small water sources and every stone wall seems to tell a story of survival.
You can walk for hours and only meet wind, prayer flags, and the sound of your breath.
And even... it feels like a kind of tranquility.
In Kagbeni, everything changes.
It is an ancient village and the last checkpoint going to Upper Mustang. When you get past Kagbeni, phones won’t work, there won’t be a road, and the modern world will be just a memory.
Your guide shows permissions. Prayer wheels are turned by monks. And without noticing, you are in the Forbidden Kingdom already.
After wandering through canyons and cliffs for days, Lo Manthang is like a vision.
It is a white-walled city surrounded by desert. No cars. No noise. Only prayer flags and horses.
Within the city walls, life goes on the same way it did centuries ago:
Women are still weaving wool.
Monks are still chanting.
Children are still playing in the dusty alleys.
Old men are turning prayer wheels in silence.
This town is not made for tourists. It is a living culture.
One day, you decide to go hiking to the Sky Caves of Chhoser.
These caves are literally carved into the sheer cliffs - there are hundreds of caves, and some are even 2,000 years old.
It is a mystery to everyone how these caves were made and why people chose to live there.
You go up ladders, squeeze into caves, and it hits you that people were surviving in this kind of place way before the invention of modern roads, maps, or borders.
Every afternoon, the Mustang wind rises.
It howls through valleys, carries dust, and reminds you that this land is in charge — not you.
So you learn:
This is not a trek to rush.
It’s a trek to feel.
Here’s the secret most people don’t know:
When Nepal is drowning in monsoon rain, Upper Mustang stays dry.
That makes it:
If you want solitude, this is it.
Everest shows you mountains.
Upper Mustang shows you humanity.
This trek is for people who want:
It’s not about reaching a base camp.
It’s about entering a world that still breathes ancient wisdom.
Upper Mustang is protected for a reason.
But what you get in return is priceless.
This is not a place to figure things out on your own.
A local guide:
Himalayan Hero Adventures uses guides trained specifically for Mustang, not general trekking guides.
And that changes everything.
On the last night in Lo Manthang, I stood outside my lodge.
The sky was full of stars.
No sound.
No lights.
No distractions.
Just me, the wind, and the knowledge that some places still exist beyond time.
Upper Mustang is one of them.
If you want comfort—maybe not.
If you want meaning—absolutely.
This trek will not impress you.
It will change you.
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