Another year..It was like a masala lemonade. Fast paced, switching rails, a zillion new people, suicidal adventures, laughter bazookas at one end and quite a few tata bye byes, hope I see you agains and losing the dearest ones at the other.
As one of the idiots said, All is well. So far. I was just looking at my albums in expired Flickr account today and one of the pictures of mine looked at me and said - ‘boss, your blog page is dead for a while now and you have a million travelougs to update. Write something, Asshole.’
So here goes some chow chow bath
January 1, 2010 00:00 started with fireworks, super high speed winds, water jet scooters’ roaring in sync with numerous DJs thumpung out. Where else? Its Goa. Godess’ own country
After about 400kms of mountain biking, it was gala time for the new year celebrations at Calangute and Baga beaches. A perfect end to a long vacation.
A month later:
Everybody fantasize sunset. We decided to checkout Moon set. Packed bags and tents and headed out o Tonnur kere. The lake was as calm as any waterbody can get. A night long wait was worth the sight!
After a month, somebody said “macha; why not a road trip?”. We were on road with engines roaring with all they have got. A superp trip to Madhugiri helped me record my personal best on 2 wheels. 125kmph.
Soon I came back, the Trekmaniax were busy with thier plan to climb up the Narasimha Parvat inside naxalite sensitive Kudremukh range. Another fun trip. The humpy bumpy ride in the Rajahamsa, crossing the elephant trail, fullmoon night campsite on the top, chilling winds and a memorable massage from sirimane falls. This was the time I turned into an autowala.. Pom pom..
It was time to say bye bye to the place where I spent awesomest 2 years of my life. The Yahoo! Campus. Those cafeteria times, fooseball mania, fulltime madness and friends. . . Somewhere deep down I call those times like Rose does in titanic when the rescue boat starts going back.. “Come back!”. Is there a whistle?
In that song, a new girl enters Munna bhai’s life. Everybody knows that I belong to the jungle! and yes. For my new job, I’m in the biggest jungle on Earth. And Merrier!
To catch up with new found photography fever, I decided to shoot the Grand canyon of India. So there I was, at Belum – One of the most beautiful and well maintained underground caves in India. It is a 2.5 Kms of Las Vegas poser!
If there is one place in South India that I’ll never be done with, it is Kumara parvatha. It was my fourth visit. With trekmaniax, it is always fun! By the way, thats me in that Photo. I’ve already conveyed a million thanks to Poonam for this pic.
The Middle of the year Dead or Alive mission in the Jungles of Venkateshwara National Forest was nothing less than eating 4 DBCs back to back. The super tiring trek involved 2 days of non stop running in the thick jungles, crossing rivers, diving into numerous pools and a fabolous campsite. The discovery of a 400ft tall Sussu falls (yes I named it) based on the GPS depression was a highlight! A lorry ride back to civilization was memorable too..
Next two months went in preparations. Yes, for a suicidal mission. From flight tickets to groceries, from keeping tab on every website that can forcast weather to purchase of numerous gears, from gym to mad dry runs on sample mountains, we did it all.
Destination: Gangotri-Kedartal-Pathaganidhar- Auden’s col -Mayali Pass-Kedarnath track. From its discovery in 1950s to date, only 3 teams had managed to complete it. Many had gone down washed in the snow slopes for ever.
There were a couple of times when I thought, ok I’m done; no way we are going to make it out of this. Thankfully the group managed to escape all the difficulties with minor injuries.
The 16 day expedition had it all – Landslides, Jungles, snow, extreme altitude, Rock falls, numerous avalanches, Passes, snow winds, glaciers, beautiful lakes, natural gardens, sun rises like never seen before and what not.
I was on Brahmagiri a month later, with my good old maniax. The best part was to manage to get out of the place without a leech bite. Others weren’t so lucky though
Now I was tired. A soothing official trip to Ooty did help a bit. It did bring me a good bunch of friends.
I had begun this year cycling. It was almost 9 months and I was missing the thrill of going down a sloppy road on a moutain bike. A CAM trip of 125 kms from Kalasa to Shimoga via Kudremukh was as thrilling as biking could get!
At the near end of the year, I had missed out one thing. A resort. Now what better than Jungle resorts? Coupled with BR Hills and Bear sighting, a long drive was exhilarating.
That was my year so far (minus small and silly adventures like getting inside a dump of haystack and sneezing for a day).
How was yours?!

Disclaimer: The photo is not taken by me. No offense meant
Somebody wrote:
Though hundreds of men have scaled
up it’s back,
It forever retains it’s pristine beauty
and virginity!
Clad in its eternal mantle of pure
whiteness,
Stands that lofty citadel of ice and
snow,
A place where the very God’s dwell!
On reaching it’s summit up high,
It is not the peak we only conquer
each time;
But we conquer ourselves!
Displaying indomitable will and
human sprit,
To rise above all earthly fetters!
To aspire and to reach,
Where only the brave, the courageous,
and the stout-hearted,
Do dare, and forever excel!
How true!! For I felt it today…
5AM in the morning we were ready. There was never a sleep the previous night. This was the day we strived all the way for. the 16500ft was not in my mind for I’d been to far higher altitudes before, but the un-paralled view of majestic peaks that surrounds the sacred Nandadevi the Junargali top offers was what I was dreaming of.

Roopkund Crater - seen from Bhagubasa
We started to our destination after a small Bhajan and I had decided to be the lead for the day and hence carried the ice axe and marched along with our guide Mahendra. A few were scared of the altitude and the Bengali aunty had decided to not to take a chance and had lent her sunglasses to me. A million thanks to her for the awesome Rayban that saved my eyes.

Bramhakamala - Flower of the God
The path gradually ascends until a snake like climb called Chiriyanag. The air started to get thinner with the altitude and the chillness factor added to our breathlessness. There were strict orders from our guide not to take out the cameras until we reach the destination for it could be fatal if one lose concentration on the path. Guide Mahendra ji decided to regroup before we start climbing the snow. Since I was way ahead of the rest of the group, I got a chance to take out my cam and click a few snaps. This place is known for flowers named Bhramakamal and Neelkamal. These are a pleasure to view and are found only in these regions above 13000 feet. We had been advised not to pluck those precious flowers, if found. But all we could find were dead flowers. But we still did take photos!

The frozen lake: Roopkund
Once we entered the snow zone there was no stopping. On the snow I was more comfortable than rest of the group and ran behind the guide. It was fun to carry ice axe and dig out steps. There was rope fixed to help climb but I was determined not to use it. The route takes us along the crater and Roopkund lies hidden until we climb the final ridge. The first rays of Sun hit me when I climbed the last step of the ridge voila! there lies the sacred lake that captured the beauty of Maa Parvathi. There lies the deadly lake that hides the bones of hundreds of people who have mysteriously died. There is a small shiv-parvathi mandir at the entrance of the lake and prayed to God and thanked him for the beautiful weather. Then climbed up the ridge for a fun slide on the soft snow. It was sunny by the time rest of the people arrived and the crystals were reflecting the light 100 times magnified. Without sunglasses i’d have been snow blinded.

Bones!! - In front of Roopkund
Unfortunately the entire lake was frozen. The only luck we had was a small fissure at the centre of the crater where we could see some water. I got down the crater with a porter up to the point the ice beneath me started to crack and did not dare go further. The biggest mystery of the lake is the bone deposit of hundreds of people. Most of them were hidden inside the layers of ice, but as a symbol A few are kept near the mandir. Once everybody reached the place we had a quick breakfast (1paratha each) and geared up for the next feat – Junargali.

Enroute Junargali
Roopkund is at 15600ft and Junargali is at 16200ft. Its a 600ft steep climb above Roopkund. Only 16 out of 24 people decided to try the climb and we set out at 9AM. The initial climb is easy with soft snow but it gets really tricky once the steep climb starts. The foot grip made by ice axe helps but one wrong foot will only add more bones to the Roopkund which lies right beneath us. Absolutely no chance of survival. The last few feet climb below the Junargali ridge is really scary and even the courageous heart skips a beat. Thanks to the porters as they helped us climb this part and after a few more feet was the end of our mission. The feel of the satisfaction cannot be explained in words. No adjectives can supplement the gap between what one feels and what one can explain. After all, its the mighty Himalayas!

Junargali : View to the right(Kalidakh range)

Ronti saddle and Mt. Trishul, A view from Junargali Pass
We had spend a good 20 minutes by the time everybody reached the top. I had the pleasure of staying the longest as I reached first and left the last. I was in no mood to leave the place but we had to move on. We had to decent the slippery slopes before the Sun worsens the situation. A slight change in the weather could have been fatal.

Sliding from Junargali to Roopkund (Photo courtesy: Ravindra)
We path down to Roopkund was scary and slippery in the beginning but was loads of fun at the end. We slid down about 100 feet straight down the snow once and other small slides. The experience was thrilling. By the time we reached roopkund, the rest of the folks had started their descent. I started last with porters and removed the rope that was fixed to help people climb. The ropes were helpful in climbing down as the snow was very slippery. We reached Bhagubasa by 11AM.

Bedini Bugiyal after a snowfall (Photo courtesy: Nitin Bhatt)
After a quick lunch, we left Bhagubasa towards Kaluvinayak. Our goal was to reach Bedini and it was a long journey from here. The weather started deteriorating by the time we reach Kaluvinayak. I had no rain poncho. I gave my camera to Ambareesh and rushed down. There was no shelter for the next one hour when it was pouring cats and dogs. By the time I reached Patar Nachunia it was a different scenario. Now, it was hailstorm for more than an hour. I was completely numb and my fingers were almost blue. There was heavy snow fall and it was completely white with snow and mushy.
There was snow in my jacket, there was snow in my shoes,ears and mouth. I walked and walked, alone, and when I reached Ghora lotani I was surprised at the view of Bedini bugiyal. When we left the place 3 days back, it was all green, calm and the lake was clear. Now, it was all white and frozen. after n hour’s walk I reached Bedini only to figure out that our tents and bags are yet to arrive from Bhagubasa. For the first time, I was faster than the mules! with cold getting unbearable, we requested the kitchen folks there to prepare tea and hot maggi for us. Once the tents and bags arrived, I changed and slept one good sleep before rest of the folks arrived.

View from Bedini and (inset: Trishul. Photo courtesy Deepak)

(L to R)Mt.Choukamba, Kedar Range, Mt.Neelkant, Mt.Nandagunti and Mt.Trishul
The weather cleared up that evening and we could watch the sunset. The last rays of sun kissing Trishul was worth all the hardships. Oh yaa that night was memorable because it was a full moon day! That night we spent relishing all the good things that happened to us watching the star lit sky. The snow clad mountains in that moonlight will never get erased from memory. After all a few things are better remembered than captured!
That night, I slept peacefully
Summary:
* Day’s trek: Bhagubasa – Roopkund – Junargali – Bhagubasa – Pattar Nachuni – Ghoda loutani – Bedini bugiyal Distance: Approx 22kms
*Leave Bhagubasa at 5AM. Reach Roopkund by 8AM. *It takes 45 minutes max to reach Junargali. The descent to Roopkund is just 15 mins.
* One can reach either Bedini or decide to stay an extra day at Bhagubasa if tired.
*Success rate to Roopkund is only 60% and to Junargali is only 20%. It is heavily dependent on weather. It can change in minutes and ruin the plan. Do pray before you leave!
*Best time to visit: July/September-October
*Respect the mountains. They are sacred. Do not use plastic.













And the world said…