Belaraghi village is incredible. Set in the forest, at the end of a strenuous trail, it is hard to find. That tends to keep visitors away. When I made my donation and signed their guestbook, I was the first visitor in a week.
The small village of 15 traditional wood houses is set in a clearing. Unlike the stone courtyards of the villages near Bajawa, this one was grass, giving the place a more pastoral feel.
Th clearing contained the signature Ngada megaliths, the parasol-like ngadhu and the little bhaga houses.
Belaraghi was a little eerie because unlike the villages near Bajawa, this one was practically deserted. There were only about a half dozen adults around, and no children.
I had read that the villagers send their kids off to boarding school, so that explains the lack of life in the village.
Despite the lack of activity, Belaraghi was an incredible place to visit. And it’s easy to get to with your own motorbike. It’s possible to spend the night here. I didn’t do that, but I did spend a little time visiting with the people.
