After a non-stop struggle and several bruises and slight pain in the muscles, we came out and were guided to the top of one of the mountains. There we enjoyed the bonfire (not really). Most of the group members did not spread their sleeping bags and instead opted to chat for few hours. The next thing on the list was to wait till 5 and watch the sunrise and then head back.
Shivering in the cold air, we decided to call it quits and left the place early. The guides, despite being tired, agreed to show us the way out.
Overall, it was a good experience- a one-night adventure trip.
A piece of advice: Plan the trek on a Saturday so that you can relax on Sunday.
One liner for the trip: The boulders that force everyone to explore all avenues- to find a way out!
“I see my path, but I don't know where it leads. Not knowing where I'm going is what inspires me to travel it.”
-Rosalia de Castro
This post was originally published on The Motley Canvas.