Slips,slips and slips ; the only thing that were happening with my feet on the inclined treacherous icy(not snowy) route.
I was up against it, the odds to able to get to my destination were dipping with every fall I took.
Two of my friends had already reached the top with the help of the guide, three of them didn't even attempt.
I had tried everything on the slippery slope(more so with the slips from the group that went before) from making footholds for my legs as well as my hands, my upper body strength though was not up to the mark. Moreover I was tired from my adventures of taking the wrong route.
12 failures !!
Trekking pole was the one thing I was regretting not buying.
It had all started with a polite enquiry from Pallav (a new recruit to Adventure Club) in the stalls outside the thapar university gates after the Adventure Club meeting.
"We are going to Indrahar Pass, want to tag along?" Pallav asked
"I would definitely be there, if my plans of Kedarkantha do not go through."I said.(The plan for Kedarkantha was just something I knew wouldn't happen)
The date was 12th April 2017 when we had to make the leave. We had made arrangements for tents, food, burner, medical care,rucksacks; the only piece missing, a major one though were the sleeping bags.