Its been seven months and five days since the last time I went trekking to Prabalgad, on a cold wintery night (havent made a blog post about it though). Fast forward to July 27, 2014. It was set. Finally after office, summers, heat and all other things sad, it was time for some action. Oh yes, it had started to rain well here and it was the perfect moment to go trekking.
Kalsubai, the name i had heard during my college years and i had yearned to go there since. Being the highest peak in Maharashtra, it had intrigued me a bit. It may be punitive compared to all the other peaks elsewhere, (just 5400ft) but yes, for a regular-go-to-office-guy, it does sound exciting! This time, I had decided to go go along with a group named Trek Mates India, nice fun people they are, organizing treks in and around Mumbai and also big trips.
Journey started at around 12 midnight. A bus full of guys and gals, singing their hearts out (although I don't like that stuff being an introvert, I like to keep to myself). After around 3-4 hours of bus travel, when did we end up at the base village, Bari, didn’t even realise it. Pitch black outside where the bus was parked. Acloudy night, even the moon was seen nowhere. A light drizzle had just started and I could feel the wind blown into my face as I just got down from the bus. Aah. This is gonna be awesome, I told myself.
A 15 minutes walk in the darkness and we reached what looked like a rest house. Unloaded our bags, took only whatever we needed and got ready for the actual trek. Post breakfast and a formal introduction round, we started walking. Weather was just perfect, drizzle, wind, fog. The trek started. It was a walk from the village, walking through mud, wadingthrough water, again some mud, slippery, slimy, but yes, it was good. And that moment I stopped in my path. Just to take in the vista that lay in front of me.
This trip was first published on Life at 18mp.