It’s fitting that this vertical land was first explored by the son of a tea farmer, for the orderly rows of tea feel as much a part of these mountains as the rusty soil and ephemeral veils of mist. The garden clings to a steep tumble of land more than a mile above sea level. The air is crisp and thin, redolent of cool moisture and budding tea. Absolutely everything is a brilliant shade of green, save for the snow-shrouded peaks jutting impossibly high on every side.
Legend has it that paradise can be found hidden in the shelter of these mountains. If you set out with a canteen of Himalayan Oolong Tea on your hip, we think you might just find it.
“He is lucky who, in the full tide of life, has experienced a measure of the active environment he desires.”
– Eric Shipton