Posts Tagged ‘Patar Nachauni’

When I got up at 5AM, my usual, it was really cold outside. One of the main reason I used to get up early is so that I can finish my nature call with sound/without sound, without audience. I tried but didnt know to be the carefree child again who doesn’t care about her surroundings. No I didnt brush my teeth or wash my face, or tushie, mouth freshener and wet tissues were very handy. My nails were already dirty with mud making their home in them, did I care hell no. Summit was all I cared. The trek was short distance but difficult one, steep ascend was the big challenge. Pata Nachauni to Bhagwabasa via Kalu Vinayak 4KM distance 14029ft above sea level, challenging trek.

As we were getting ready so as the enthusiastic people who made the summit. On public demand Mohith, the killer dancer showed his moves. Sia’s Cheap trills were making the surrounding groovy, It was nothing less than a party, people were smiling, cheering Mohith , nothing could stop him nor the wind neither the cold,how I loved the mountains. One more talent rusting except for the occasional praises or whistles. 

Mohith getting ready for the flip

He had trekkers glued to him.

It was crazy ascend. The narrow trail, people, mule ascending and descending, mind blowing view, cold wind.

Santy finished his summit and met us on his way back. As I said earlier nothing could stop him. I had tried to bribe him with biscuit, the first day we met but he dint fall for that trick.

Shivas temple,Kalu Vinayak. Trekkers on their way to base camp blow the conches shouting lord Shivas name in the silence of the mountain for the well being of the trekkers and their journey.

“Bolo har har mahadev ki” and people shout with joy “JAIIIIIII”gulping the tea or coffee or Maggi they ordered.

Trishul

You have to love the nature and should have the invite from the mountain for the holy journey. It has been life changing for many.

It is super crowded, maggi points on either side, Shivas temple, killer view and those fancy DSLR guys blocking path, photo bombing every single click. It was annoying but kind of nice and soothing, such a crowd at high altitude.

Have to be ready for the unseen journey ahead. Our super guide Mahi.

The lady is on a mission.

Cold or hot, windy or rainy, Mules will never stop. With the jingling bell around their neck they walk gracefully carrying the burden of the people they never met.

You have to be there physically to enjoy the view and feel the wind. Totally worth it.

Usually trekkers who aren’t keeping well are sent back on mules back. This guy seems to be alright but it pretty bad to go back on mules back. It makes you recall all your sin and tummy goes for merry go round before you puke.

Trishul,view from base camp Bhagwabasa.

You are surrounded by the mountains, they are everywhere, north, south, east, west.

That is India Hikes dry toilet.

We reached around 1.00AM to the base camp Bhagwabasa. After having the delicious lunch i went to doze in my camp. The chilly wind was giving me hard time. Drinking water was ok but peeing in the dry toilet was bit annoying so we used the wilderness and watered the green patch of grass. How I envied men then.

We had our soup, oxygen and heart beat level check followed by “do’s and donts on big day” by technical team. Luckily all my trek mates passed the oxygen level test, hardest test, harder than IAS, to clear when you are above 14000ft sea level. It was fascinating to see technical team, explain. They were fearless like the White Walkers. Krishna alias Kris, Vijay explanation had everyone’s ears.

Snow spikes, gaiters, safety harness with detailed walk through with trail by the  technical team at the base camp.

Did I tell you mountain men are good looking :). They might have unshaven beard or you know jungle type look but they are handsome in their own mountainy way. (No, sorry I didnt find anyone there if you are curious, my eyes were only for the Roopkund)

Wearing gaiters, spikes, safety harness and walking was a tiring job for first timers.

That is Vijay, the mountaineer. He has his team, they dont need anything they just run on the snow and sloppy areas and yell at us “Daro Mat”(dont be scared).

We had our dinner at 7 and went to sleep early as next day was the big day. Finally we were going to the summit, to see the Roopkund. Wake up call was at 2.00 AM in the morning. Final journey was at 3.30AM, the challenging ,adrenaline pumping journey

“I will walk, I will walk, with all my will, I will walk with all my strength, I will walk and complete this journey, I will walk and nothing gonna stop me” I was determined. It is all mind game, you should have the determination, the will and nothing can stop you.

The killer view from the base camp.

https://snlworld.com/2018/06/02/mountains-are-calling-day1-rishikesh/

https://snlworld.com/2018/06/03/mountains-are-calling-day1-rishikesh-to-lohajung/

https://snlworld.com/2018/06/05/mountains-are-calling-day3lohajung-to-didnavillage/

https://snlworld.com/2018/06/10/mountains-are-calling-day4didnavillage-to-alibugyal/

https://snlworld.com/2018/06/18/mountains-are-calling-day5alibugyal-to-patarnachauni/

 

To be continued

When I got up at 5AM, my usual time, it was quiet outside except for the jingling sound made by the mules and the mountain dogs. Looked like wind was finally gone to sleep after a long night shift along with the moon. I tried washing my face with water and my fingers froze, water was icy cold.

With sun already up, it was a pleasant morning, surrounded by the mountains. The more you looked at them the more you feel the pull, wondering how different the life would be there.

People with basic needs, smile on their face never have wants. You ought to meet the men in the mountains.The men you meet, you can literally have a conversation. No they dont send a friend request in FB, no they dont ask your phone number or comment on your marital status or physical appearance. The men are real gentleman who advises you to be careful on sloppy area and enquirers how your trek has been so far. No they dont stare at breast while talking, they look at your face.  I think first time in my life I loved conversing with men without fearing for my safety. They may not be educated but they know how to respect women better than the educated men.

Looked like Santy didnt move from his place.

Smiling faces and hard working guys who makes your delicious meal ready.

Little bit of stretching and little bit of brushing in the morning.

Showering in the sun rays early morning.

After having our breakfast we started our trek to Patar Nachauni via Bedni Bugyal and Ghora Lotani, 7KM trek. A pleasant trek with beautiful meadow and scenery around you wont realize when you reached your destination.

And the trek begins

Santy tagged along

Looks like mountains are Lord Shiva’s favorite place, you can find his temple everywhere.

Its just mind blowing view everywhere.

Nothing stops you. Trail itself is motivating. 

Colors of the nature are soothing. Purple

Blue

Yellow and many more

Bedni Bugyal. India Hikes Camp site

Different kinds of flowers

Gaurav bhayya can be India’s next top model

Bedni Bugyal. You find so many trekkers on the way, some with walking poles and some with fancy DSLR

The unstoppable’s

Road is wide and sometimes that one companion only you need.

Bedni Bugyal

Sometimes he leads you and sometimes he follows you. You may stop but he never stops.

When cricket bug bites your bum you suffer from cricket fever at the altitude of 12000ft

The mind blowing view at Ghora Lotani

Ghora Lotani

Ghora Lotani

Ghora Lotani

Yeah, those are our toilets. Luckily those werent giving you creeps like the previous one. The yellow one was really comforting, you could squat and think of anything under the blue sky.

Yeah, yeah, we did it!!

I am just a nameless professional photographer.

Walking, absorbing the surrounding, by the time we reached Patar Nachauni it was 1PM. We were tired and hungry. Lunch was served with broad smiling faces. Trust me the people you find in mountains are really really nice.

Its here I learnt to sun bath lying on the grass. Finally i understood what those firang’s do lying half naked under the sun. Only difference was i was clothes head to toe, except for my face. Hot though but it was soothing in the cold weather.

Dayalji posing with DSLR expert, hard core trekker and guy with killer looks. Ohh Yeah, the boiled eggs saved all the non vegetarians.

They dont have 5 stars hotel at Patanaturi, they have maggi points.

Acclimatization to the near by hill where you get network (finally one chance to communicate with outside world) and back yo campsite, hot soup followed by oxygen and heart beat level check, then followed by early dinner at 7PM. We were almost fallen into a daily routine without our knowledge. It is so true we humans get used to any situation or circumstance in no time. The only difference that was the people who did the summit were back. There was million dollar smile and that un-explanatory satisfaction on their face, they were full of life and tips. I remembered the the practical viva scene. Hows it?how many made it?anyone backed out?does it snow there?. The personal gyan and motivational tips we got made us imagine to be that person next who made it to the summit.

Will I make it?or will I be the person to go back without making it to the summit?will I be a loser?how to take in if i dont make it to the summit?should I repeat the trek until i make it to the summit? no i wont be the loser if I dont make it to the summit or will I be? my head was finally a globe and questions were turning around it like crazy.

I said my prayers to the almighty and went to bed being bit more nervous than before.

https://snlworld.com/2018/06/02/mountains-are-calling-day1-rishikesh/

https://snlworld.com/2018/06/03/mountains-are-calling-day1-rishikesh-to-lohajung/

https://snlworld.com/2018/06/05/mountains-are-calling-day3lohajung-to-didnavillage/

https://snlworld.com/2018/06/10/mountains-are-calling-day4didnavillage-to-alibugyal/

To Be Continued…