It all starts the previous day. Read about it here.
Forgetting my packed lunch on the very first day was far from ideal, it was catastrophic and an omen of things to come. Before getting chewed out by the TL, right on the first day, I ran up 2 flight of stairs and huffed back, sneaking into the cab before he realised.
We were dropped off near Dhak where we were to start the trek.
Before long, we found better trails, passing through villages and facing Po's old enemy, STAIRS!
Of course, the view kept us distracted, but our legs did complain. And we stopped everywhere, some to sip some water, some to get clicking. Like these wonderful, brightly painted houses.
We found tree cover soon enough, and it was a welcome relief. The sun was unrelenting, you know.
We stopped for lunch at a nice clearing and having a heavy (I overate) lunch, we began our final push, to reach the Gulling campsite.
As Gulling lies within the Nanda Devi National Park, we aren't allowed to have fixed campsites. (Read why rotating campsites are better, here)
So, guess who has to pitch tents after a long day? Indubitably, some contribute to the task while some get out of their duty by being cute and pose around.
We had a round of introductions and ice-breaking sessions as soon as we were done. And then, there it was, the first of many superb evenings to come.
I spoke of omens earlier, right? I had a severe muscle cramp later that night. More on that in another post.
But all was well next morning, thanks to a good night's sleep and some muscle relaxants.
To know what happened next, read on...