Carrying a 5-6 Kg rucksack and walking
mountains through the forest in rains, sun and stony paths. From body pain and breathlessness
in higher altitude to soothing stream baths. The evening gatherings, little ceremonies, water shortage problems, cranky wooden houses, the
cold, the clouds, the moon and the mist, the many sunrises and sunsets,
all were a part of my amazing trek experience. Do read for all
further details.
The specialty of Kalapokhri was that it was again in India-Nepal border and there was a pond nearby which is religiously famous. It was in the shape of a giant foot said to be off Lord Shiva. Shiva while going to Himalayas had stopped here and hence the depression and then water filled in. It never dries up and is always clear of dirt. Our gossip continued even after dinner. The rooms again were nice and cozy with sufficient blankets as it was very cold even in the summer time.
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Kalapokhri |
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Some team mates |
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Our Homestay |
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The beautiful morning |
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The Shiva pond |
Day 4. Kalapokhri to Sandakphu (11,929 ft)
We woke up in wee hours to see sunrise but found only clouds. I heard that the sunrises are beautiful in the winter time. Some went back to sleep while few including me roamed around. I did birding and clicked some pictures near the pond. Finally all were out of there beds for the day ahead. Luckily it was sunny outside and folks kept their wet things out to dry.
We had this idea that this was the most tough route. So anyways we started up. Up up up the hill. Through the mountains. Though the forests. With the bird calls and few Rhododendrons flowers left. Step by step. Stone by stone we went ahead, meeting locals in between and crossing our friends. We kept going. Tiny homes and shops and humble people smiling. A stop with friends for tea and lots of pictures taken. This is how the day was going.
In between it really got tough. Few team mates got behind and so did Swastik. I had the energy so I slowly went ahead. The front team was no where to be seen so I was almost alone in the dense forest stony route for a long time. I kept walking hoping to see someone but there was none. I got little scared. But then I saw some pretty birds to click and my mind diverted to that. Some Himalayan beauties they were. There was only one route so all I had to do was keep walking. I wanted to see a red-panda which was famous in these regions but no luck. A little sad I kept walking amidst magnificent trees. With no sound around than my own heart beat and gushy mushy tree sound. I don't know if fogs have sound but I heard it too. The weather was pleasant and so was my mood. As I was already going slow in search of birds, I saw something in white, red and black, Before I could realize what I saw and click it, my hands shivered and it vanished. I was like shit! It was an amazingly beautiful Himalayan bird called 'blood pheasant'. I still wanted one click to confirm. This was one of my dream birds that I fancied. Then suddenly I saw more birds walking just besides me in a lower jungle land. Two males and one female foraging around. For more than half and hour we kept walking parallel and I took as many as pictures in the forests as I could. Aha... I loved Sandakphu even before I reached the destination. I wanted to scream to my birder friends for what I saw. This route was indeed very difficult. Beautiful but difficult. The road was so inclined and steep and on the top, there was no stones but big boulders to walk on. Which made walking very difficult. And I forgot to mention the increasing altitude. My breathing was getting heavy. Last 2 kms, I walked few steps, took a pause and again walked. Super slow. I knew I wasn't last so I was relaxed. I just had to reach the base camp. It wasn't really easy for me. Breathing difficulty. High hill and big stones. Pause and walk. Pause and walk. In between I had my own mini-picnics with chocolates and eateries. I finally saw Sandakphu - 0 kms. Even that didn't end soon. I was still walking. I finally saw local people ahead who's land rover was struck in the boulders. After long I saw more human habitation and I finally reached Sandakphu base camp. Ahhhh All were happy that I reached and so was I. The trek which they completed in 3 hours, I took 5. But I did it. I was so darn happy... yeaahhh... I was finally in Sandakphu.
After lunch we went to nearby hill to watch Kanchenjunga hill from far and clicked lots of pictures. It was 'Buddha Purnima' (festival that marks Gautama Buddha's birth, enlightenment and death) that night and we were going to see an awesome full moon from that altitude. But our camp leader turned out to be arrogant one and he didn't allow us to be out at night.
One of my friend and me were in a single room down in the cranky wooden house and the noise of pigeons and random stray sounds worried us. Don't know for what reason we got so shit scared and we had a hard time imaging all sort of scary stories where a leopard could come and grab us. Later we laughed so much over this. Also we got out in the excitement and enjoyed the full moon.
Tomorrow we go down hill.
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Sun-drying |
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Only these beast land rovers can drive on this bumpy road |
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My lone time |
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White-browed fulvetta |
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Blood pheasant |
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The evening at Sandakphu |
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Phenomenal mountains and clouds |
Day 5. Sandakphu to Gurdum (7545 ft)
Ready by 6 am Swastik hurried us to a famous hill in Sandakphu that was a must visit. Few of us followed him up on a nearby hill without informing our camp leader and had a gorgeous look of the mountains around. WOW.
While leaving we had a little gathering and ceremony as we were the last batch of the summer trek this year. We were just leaving when it turned foggy to sunny and we saw the glorious Kanchenjunga mountain range in full view. What a panorama view we had. This it what everybody was waiting for. At last the nature favored us and showed us this mighty mountain. Our previous batch had nothing but rain and we got lucky with this... Woahoo!
After taking tones of pictures we started our journey downhill. It started getting warm and we started removing our jackets. The Kanchenjunga was still in view as if it was following us. Never did I imagine that a downhill is going to be more difficult than uphill. The knees were taking a troll. The pressure was coming on it. I diverted my mind with birds and butterflies on the way. It was a meadow kinda place where we took our break and again went into dense jungle.
Swastik came up a lot of distance to show me few birds in nest. That was very kind of him. Lakpa and Swastik both showed a lot of patience in supporting us to complete this trek. Dead tired we finally reached Gurdum by 4 pm. Me and girls had our soups and lunch and slept of like dead bodies. Somebody woke us up for tea and aloo pakore (Potato fritters) and we had that in sleep too. Much later in drowsiness we had dinner and again slept off.
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On top of Sandakphu! We completed our 3636m Summit (11,941 ft) |
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'Mt. Kanchenjunga' the great |
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It's third highest mountain in the world (28,169 ft) |
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Got an amazing view to Mt. Kanchenjunga! |
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The farewell |
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Windy at Sandakphu |
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Little foggy, little sunny |
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In the wilderness.
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The houses here are wooden, neat. Mostly had solar lights with sufficient blankets. A luxury I must say. |
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Day 6: Gurdum to Rimbik (7500 ft):
Refreshed in the morning I woke up early and went for birding. After having some yum aloo parathas we all started our journey. Forests, friends, gossip continued. We came closer to our lunch point 'Shrikhola'. There was a stream nearby and we were actually allowed to go in and most of us truly got in. The water was super cold. We went till waist length and I also did a bit of scary swimming as I was only a pool swimmer. It was super fun. We dried ourselves, changed and started our trek again after lunch. The next 4 hours was in concrete road and we absolutely hated it, After taking the challenges of forest ground, boulders, stones, mountains, muddy slushy roads, concrete was bad. Around 4.30 pm we reached our final base camp called 'Rimbik'. We came to civilization. A small town with shops and ATMs. We roamed around and shopped ourselves with some beautiful cups and souvenirs. Some typical mugs and prayer flags and stuff.
It was time for bada khana (big feast) and ceremonies for it was our last day of trek. We all gathered and gave speeches and were given our trek completion certificates. We all had a singing and dancing session. There was full enjoyment. Swastik and Lakpa gifted all of us beautiful white scarfs called ‘Khata’. A traditional ceremonial scarf symbolizing purity of heart and compassion in Buddhism. We all were touched with the gesture. We all gathered for a little farewell to our superb guides. It was time for goodbyes.
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Forests and streams |
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Over Shrikhola bridge |
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A bath after 5-6 days! |
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Rimbick |
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Our last farewell day. What fun! |
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Getting trek certificate and gift :) |
Day 7: Rimbick to Darjeeling to home
We woke up to heavy rains and got ready to leave. We were packed up in sumos with our luggages on top of vehicles and in next two hours we were in Dhotrey, were Swastik and Lakpa dropped off and we continued our journey towards Darjeeling. By 10 am we were in proper congested polluted city. After that we all got dispersed and me and some friends decided to have some local lunch and gulped down some authentic Tibetian food. We went back to our base camp, took our remaining luggage and got ourselves a vehicle going to New Jalpaiguri. The more we got down the hotter it got suffocated. We started suffering from low altitude sickness. Finally taking out respective trains, we headed back home with innumerable memories.
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some amazing veg thukpa and momos & spring rolls! |
In ways this trek had been a life changing experience for me. The Trek I felt was more of a mental challenge than physical. It challenges you in some way to move forward, stay positive and never give up. You need to take off your burden and relax your mind to walk forward. Trek isn't a race. It's you own pace with which you conquer and reach places. If you think you can do it you will do it. It's always good to come prepared for a trek. A healthy body and mind gives you ease to complete distances with peace and not strain.
After this my respect for the nature has increased like anything. We are nothing in front of nature or these mountains; the sun, the rain or anything that comes on us. All you can do is to face it with all might and respect. The best way to explore is always a hike; a trek.
Mountains teach you be to be Humble ~
Something about the trek taught me to be in peace with self. I had a lot of time to myself and it made me ponder about everything and nothing. It made me open up to people as well as take challenges in life. This is something the trekker will always carry it with self.
That's all from this trek.
Will put up a separate post for trek dos and donts.
Cheers!
Love
Tanuja