It started raining cats and dogs at night. Somebody hinted what an opportunity - “safe passage” to quit. Vijay was quick to completely dismiss the suggestion and said “rain or sunshine I will ride to Tanglangla”. Jokes apart, we were ready for the ride early morning and were glad to be greeted by a beautiful and a sunny day. With so many days of riding behind us, our tails were up. Little did we know what we were up for! It was a beautiful and a sunny day to start with. Our Guide even told us “I wish it gets cloudy so that is does not get too hot”. Sure enough the rain and hail Gods obliged him. It started hailing. It became bitterly cold. All of us had to put our life’s best experience to tackle this one. No amount of physical strength or training could take us to the Pass. Our hands froze and we started complaining about near frost bites. I had to light a small fire to thaw my hands in order to feel my fingers once again. Just further ahead Raman had to pay a local to light a small fire for him to warm him up. Raman decided just 200 metres short of the Pass that he had had enough and called it the end of his trip. On seeing Vijay and Yogen in no better condition he decided to join them and reach the Summit . As usual Gagan had reached the top well ahead of others, admitting that this was probably the toughest day of riding in his life. The expedition was successfully concluded at the top of Tanglangla.
A racy narrative which takes the reader along! Luck was surely with you all, the road getting repaired just in time.
ReplyDeleteWonderful photographs.