It is an odd yet thrilling feeling to be rocking back and forth in a skinny, roughly hacked wooden canoe upon a swift, opaque river, knowing that beneath you lurk prehistoric monsters with jaws full of teeth... And the water's edge is so close to the rim of the little boat. Looking over to the other shore, the specter of mountains in the distance— we are on the Indian border, and yet, there they are: the Himalaya.
They are that big.
