Roopkund Trek | Camp 02 | Didna Village (8,045 ft) - Ali Bugyal (11,320 ft) | Trek the Himalayas | Day 03
After a heavy downpour, we woke up to a giant earthworm infestation. No, they will not bother you much but will definitely gross you out. But the view that welcomes you in the morning will make up for everything. There is heaven on Earth and for me it is in the Himalayas. The place where Clouds, Mountains and the Sun create an unbelievable symphony of beauty, a pure visual treat.
Brace yourself this will be a day to remember. As the routine goes, after breakfast and a group photo we started our ascend. In my experience this was the toughest day. You start from the bottom of the mountain and literally make it to the top. Technically Didna is the last village on your route. Trail from Didna to Ali Bugyal is pretty intense and almost unrealistically steep. To make it more interesting, the clouds chose to pour some rain on our way.
Ok, here is a confession. During this day, as strenuous as it got, each one was at his own pace. I did weigh my bag carefully before leaving Delhi. It was around 11Kgs and after adding 2 liters of water it touched about 13Kgs. Doesn't sound much but trust me it was killing me up there. When we stopped for a water break I said it to my friend Abhishek, "Bro, there are chances I might not be able to make it, it's like a Mountain on my back". Encouraging as he always is but with a slight pinch of sarcasm, my friend motivated me to go on. Feeding me dry fruits and helping me adjust my bag, he did what he could. I tried my level best to carry on but there was this one point when doubt seeped in. I really wasn't sure whether I was going to make it. I was all alone at one point and could not see anyone ahead or behind. I was pretty sure I was on the right track but my bag kept killing me. I read few articles before I started training for this trek. Ladies and Gents, dead lifts and squats are a must, especially when you plan to carry your bag. But despite my preparations, I was drenched in sweat from top to bottom and walking in the rain over damp leaves and narrow edges was just making it worse. I almost slipped a few times. That's when I decided to drop my bag. That's right, literally swing it across the cliff. So you can imagine my plight. I have no intention of scaring you but trust me Roopkund Trek challenges you at every level physically, mentally and emotionally. So there I was, calculating what was important and I jumped to a conclusion that all I needed now was water and my heavy jacket. Rest seemed like dead weight. Believe me I took of my bag and the moment I started unzipping it, I heard TL Ameet Sir call my name and realized he was right behind me. **** Few seconds and my fear would have conquered me. Judging by my physical state he suggested we take a water break and wait for the ones behind us. We sat down and chatted for a bit. He shared where all he had trekked and narrated stories about the famous Chadar Trek, where the trail lays over the frozen Zanskar river. After the break and with few words of encouragement I started again. Finally huffing and puffing we reached the ridge of the Mountain, where a Rhododendron Forest stood welcoming us. We had our lunch at the edge of the forest, while it was raining and we made our way to Ali Bugyal.