Skip to main content

Pangarchulla - Day 2

The day dawned bright and promising after the cold welcome the previous evening. I was up early and took the early bird advantage with use of the single bathroom shared by 4 of us roommates. It was to be the final bath for the next 3-4 days. We set off at approx. 9:00 a.m and after a stopover for 15 mins or so for shopping, we were dropped off a the point that we were to start the trek from. This starting point was about 15 - 20 kms from the hotel we were put up at. Those of us who had paid for the ponies, gave our luggage away to them and we started off, after a few pics for a before/ after shot later. It was sunny and the going was energetic to begin with. There was work in progress for a road being built under the Pradhan Mantri Gram Sadak Yojana. Soon, though, we were taken off the road and on to a narrower pathway with stone stairs. Our trek leader and the tour guide ensured that we were walking in single file as much as we could.

The going was slow for some of the group. The trek leader had instilled in us the need to stick together. I figured that I was going to be part of the middle of the pack in this group. There were a few that were fitter than I was. I decided to fall back and accompany those bringing up the rear end. We walked on and on, upwards under the sun, taking in the beauty of the surroundings with frequent stoppages for pictures and photos. It was getting hot under the jacket as we were exerting ourselves during the climb up. We reached a village finally where we had a chance to rest and eat some of the snacks that we were provided before we started. Biscuits, a chocolate or two, some energy bars that I had carried and a refill of the water bottles from the fresh water running pipes in the village later, it was time to move on. We continued uphill, passing a few fields and the odd villager. After another couple of kilometres, we crossed a 2nd village and were promised that our first camp for the trek was not too far away.


While a majority of the group moved on ahead and reached the campsite, I chose to stay back and accompany one of the trekkers who had fallen way behind. We finally reached the campsite to see that many of the tents were already set up by the other trekkers. Now, came the part of selecting a tent to sleep in for the night. One of the guys from the cab and I decided to be roommates and we chose a spot a little away from the rest of the gang, to set up our tent. The land seemed to be quite flat under the tent and we were quite happy with our first little accomplishment. It was not too bad for a first day of trekking. The sun was out, we had a good lunch in the lunch tent and while it was cold, it was not uncomfortable. It was 3 p.m. or thereabouts.

At about 5:00 p.m., we were off again, this time without even the water bottles. We were told to walk higher and sleep lower, as this would help with the acclimatization. Our pulses were checked and the entire group was found to be quite stable. We walked uphill for about 15 minutes and the tour guide and the trek leader helped the group bond together a little bit with some fun and games. A return to the base camp, some tea and dinner at 8:00 p.m. later, it was time for some rest in the tents. The sleeping bags were handed out to us and while I snuggled into mine, I realized that my head would always stick out. That night was not the best - we were on some kind of a protrusion from the floor, avoiding which, was a challenge. Tossing and turning through the night brought me to the end of Day 2.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Eraser is the devil!

An interesting read in today's newspaper had to do with the proclamation by a cognitive scientist that a Pencil eraser is the Devil! Who would have thunk it?! The innocent little eraser, the scrubby little thing, the chocolate toffee sized, multi-faceted pencil eraser is a devil?? Really? As you read along, you would realize that the pencil eraser is used to correct mistakes made and give an appearance of cleanliness, almost as if the contents were all written clean and good at the first time of writing. It encourages children to seek perfection in their presentation at the cost of making mistakes and learning from these mistakes. The act of erasing misspellings or hastily scribbled, illegible notes indicates a need to cover up and not own up to faults and/ or mistakes. Ah! Now that makes sense. When I was encouraging people to make mistakes so they learn from them, I did not realize that the devil of playing it safe and presenting a clean picture to the world germinates from t...

Migration

We have hired a cook who comes in every day. His value to our livelihood is immense - he ensures that the primary requirement in every day life is resolved by cooking our food. He has his quirks, we all do. He goes around to 12 other houses in a single day, repeating the task in a seemingly tireless way. He works hard. He is up from 6:00 a.m in the morning, reporting to his first house at 6:45 a.m, returning home for lunch and a nap in the afternoon before another bout of cooking across multiple houses resumes in the evening. He finishes the day at 10:30 p.m, returning home for dinner and a night's sleep. He forms part of a large migrant community that moves from a smaller town to a big city in search of opportunities and a better livelihood than the one that they experience back home. The blueprint has remained the same through centuries and continues unabated even today. They leave their children and family back there to be brought up by supporting family members while they su...

Honor "No"

As a child, the Amar Chitra Katha was a major source of Hindu mythological stories. The stories often dealt with the kings and queens of the years gone by, part mythological and part historical. Now, the kings, being kings, would order things done and voila! there it would be. One such story narrated the happenings - the king would only have to shout, "Who is there?!" and there would be a few courtiers, soldiers that would come running to receive his orders. Nowadays, if I were to shout "Who is there?!" at home, I would hear back: "What is wrong with you? Who else will be here?" Indication enough that I am best off doing what ever task there was to be done, by myself. Move to the office, shouting "Who is there?!" whenever a task needs to be done urgently will return inquisitive looks from all within ear shot. Of course, the source of enormous levity at dinner table conversations at all the employees' homes would be an appreciable side ef...