Like many other Mumbai city dwellers, I too had a wish to visit the much hyped 'Kaas plateau', Maharashtra's Valley of flowers. The pictures and descriptions about the place kept tempting me and it just remained in my 'someday I will visit' list.
September 2016: It was almost the month end, boredom continued to engulf me. As I kept on thinking what could keep my brain happy, I suddenly decided to take the Kaas trip seriously. I was sure if I think more about it, I will miss it this year also. After making some inquiries I was not sure how to proceed further. It didn't take long to conclude that I'll have to join an experienced trekking group because the visit mainly depends on the weather and season.
I checked many itineraries and contacted many trekking groups. Many of the responses I got were delayed or unwelcoming types. I finally found a group named Treks&Trails who gave me prompt replies to my queries. I paid the trip cost and booked the trip within two days. I hardly had 3 days left to prepare for the trip, so I din't buy any new 'things to carry'. I regretted it later during the trip.
I boarded the bus at 11pm from Dadar, the seats were comfortable. However the sleep wasn't so great that night. I woke up completely from the disturbed sleep at 5am. I asked the coordinator when the next halt was scheduled. I was informed the stop would be at Satara, that meant more than an hour left. I tried to kill time by looking out through the window. After a while we started going up a hilly road and the air around the bus started getting foggy. I kept on looking at the driver as I was sitting on the front row just behind him. At one point, the fog was so thick that nothing could be seen ahead. He kept on driving confidently as if he is used to it. I tried to click some pictures, later stopped trying as I thought its better to 'live in the moment' when we entered a white cloudy world...for a moment I thought - 'is this how we feel like "in heaven"?