Chet and I did our best to explain to our Sherpa’s the likeness of the town name to funky. I’m not sure we got our point across, but they were entertained when we did our version of the funky chicken as we walked into the village.
The bridge across the Dudh Kosi had been washed out last year, so a temporary wooden bridge has replaced it. A huge rock on the west bank that had supported the previous bridge had slid down to the river. The collapsed bridge lay in the river below the temporary bridge.