National Geographic : 1951 May
Belled Pony Trudges a Weary Trail; Pampered Pup Rides Tattered Master's Back This valuable, intelligent little animal is a Tibetan terrier, one of a centuries-old breed. Born in Nimu, he is going to Srinagar for sale. Tibetans esteem him as a mascot, hunter, retriever, watchdog, and a child's loyal guardian. The United States has seen very few dogs of his kind. One American, who has journeyed to Tibet, exchanges glassware with a lama for fresh breeding stock. The caravan horse, chafed by sharp straps, carries big loads but gets little to eat. If he wanders off in search of grass, the bell sounds news of his whereabouts. of lamas. One of them held a golden umbrella over his head. The procession presented a strange picture. One More Mile? No, Tricked Vision The mountains became a rainbow of color. We were amazed to see green, red, brown, blue, and gray mountains. Their outlines were equally striking, having been weathered into the shapes of forts, pyramids, castles, and domes. Because of the long stretches of dry land, the thin, dry air, the type of country, and re fraction of the sun's rays, we could often see the next village, almost lifesize, from a dis tance of nearly eight miles. This gave us the impression that it was only a mile away. But, as we rode on and on, the size did not change. Though an extraordinary phenom enon, it was a source of great exasperation, especially when we were tired and thought that we had reached camp, only to find that we were still miles away. People walking toward us with their horses presented the same phenomenon. They looked even bigger than actual size when they were far off. It was only when we were abreast of them that we realized how far away they had been and how the proportion had changed too. At our next stage, just before Leh, we had a most unhappy experience. We had reached Nimu, 18 miles from the capital, at 5 in the evening. A party of more than 100 people camped next to us. They were traveling from Demchok.