After kinda settling in Mumbai, we decided to go out. Trekking was one of the many things we had in our long list of to dos. It was a while ago that we had gone trekking. We were deciding on the place. Ease had to be kept in mind - perhaps a right KPI for a wrong person. No guesses, climb was difficult, but more for us, less for Rishabh and a cake walk for Ubis ( our lovely dog).
All the forces joined hands to stand united against us. Can’t blame being late - I always end up getting credit for it, but we could not find our best trekking clothes, forgot our bag filled with energy supplements for climb, took the most longest route (I have to write my two lines on this route). Geeta, our expert navigator will dispute it. And for the first time in my life in the middle of the road amongst the BEST buses, most ugliest looking trucks, rickshaws, taxis & numerous cars we stalled. Ran out of fuel. People looked at us with sympathy. I was expecting otherwise. A cleaner jumped from the adjacent truck, Geeta got down, a rickshawala came and pushed us to the side of the road near a bus stand.
The same rickshawala took Geeta to the nearest petrol pump, while we waited helplessly in the car. Ubis was wearing a red t-shirt began to sweat. Her barks attracted more attention than we were getting. We were searching Geeta in all the rickshaws that were coming towards us. Soon Geeta emerged out of one large and one small bottle of petrol. She poured it in the belly of car and took us to the same petrol pump to fill it full.
The family was determined to conquer. Though it was 10am, were terribly late, go something to eat and continued our conquest.
We were planning for Lohagad, but Geeta with some of our friends had decided to spent evening in Karjat. Our plan was to finish the trek in Lohgad and join them on our return at Karjat. We checked Peth fort was nearest to Karjat and decided for it to reduce the travel. On the net it neither looked difficult and nor popular. We negotiated our way to the base location at 13:00hrs. It was the only shop in the village. A group of 80-70 people from Oracle was already there. We were centre of attraction especially with the local dog population. Everyone wanted to be with her Ubis. Geeta collected some local info and made few friends.
We had some chai & biscuits and left for the trek at 13:30hrs. Oracle group had left 15 mins before. The local shopkeeper was behind carrying supplies for the Oracle group. The trek was 1 hour walk to the next village and then 30 min steep climb to the pinnacle. We started...
I was with Rishabh & Ubis was with Geeta. We started at a good pace and Rishabh who was leading us started infiltrating in the group ahead of us. We had to walk uphill and very soon I was breathless. Only thought that crossed my mind was about my age. Geeta was also uneasy. Rishabh looked a bit irritated. Ubis poor baby did not know what was in store. In-fact none of us knew. We paused at a turning, the big group of Oracle had split into several smaller groups. Nearly all stopped at this junction to click snaps adjust and move on. We saw few people calling it off and started to walk down. At this point I believe nature had ensured that all the pollution is cleansed from our body. Rains took care off anything remaining on our body. I could see my mind chastened and preparing to face the challenge. Mostly it is occupied with daily stuff and keeps fighting. I liked the shift. I could sense the same happening with others around me. It started raining, I clicked a quick picture before packing the camera. We stood against the rocky wall, but decided to enjoy the rain.
All marched with renewed rigor and energy. It started pouring heavily, soon Rishabh was walking against the streams of water flowing down from the hill. All of us were completely drenched. Rishabh kept a nice pace, old man was always behind him. He was encouraged by the people as he kept moving ahead of them. He also inspired them to continue and keep up. In 30 mins we reached a plateau. The surroundings were lush green. Ubis freaked out. It was the first brush with nature for the 6 month old puppy. Rain stopped and allowed us to enjoy the view of mountains covered with greens separated by the streams of white waterfall. I was clicking the come pictures when Rishabh saw a small water fall. Photographer in me saw the nice background and clicked the best family picture so far.
Rishabh just freaked in the waterfall.
That was the Pinnacle of the fort, which was our destination.
We were 30 mins away from the village. We continued on our mission.
On our way we took stopped to take some rest.
Ubis was enjoying her walk, but she had not eaten anything since morning. She was all the time in car. So we stopped and gave her Parle G tonic. which we had bought along with Poppins for Rishabh from the shop at the base village.
All of us were having a good time. But 30 min walk was just too long. We stopped enjoyed the fields around, played in the waterfalls and made our way through the puddles.
Nice weather, beautiful surroundings, free mind ... kept us moving... Rishabh enjoys every moment ... Like every trek, in this too he managed to find a stick to stick.
Geeta & Ubis looking happy.
The puddle ...
Finally we reached the village at the foot of the fort. By this time we were almost leading.
Ubis helped Rishabh is carrying his stick.
All the forces joined hands to stand united against us. Can’t blame being late - I always end up getting credit for it, but we could not find our best trekking clothes, forgot our bag filled with energy supplements for climb, took the most longest route (I have to write my two lines on this route). Geeta, our expert navigator will dispute it. And for the first time in my life in the middle of the road amongst the BEST buses, most ugliest looking trucks, rickshaws, taxis & numerous cars we stalled. Ran out of fuel. People looked at us with sympathy. I was expecting otherwise. A cleaner jumped from the adjacent truck, Geeta got down, a rickshawala came and pushed us to the side of the road near a bus stand.
The same rickshawala took Geeta to the nearest petrol pump, while we waited helplessly in the car. Ubis was wearing a red t-shirt began to sweat. Her barks attracted more attention than we were getting. We were searching Geeta in all the rickshaws that were coming towards us. Soon Geeta emerged out of one large and one small bottle of petrol. She poured it in the belly of car and took us to the same petrol pump to fill it full.
The family was determined to conquer. Though it was 10am, were terribly late, go something to eat and continued our conquest.
We were planning for Lohagad, but Geeta with some of our friends had decided to spent evening in Karjat. Our plan was to finish the trek in Lohgad and join them on our return at Karjat. We checked Peth fort was nearest to Karjat and decided for it to reduce the travel. On the net it neither looked difficult and nor popular. We negotiated our way to the base location at 13:00hrs. It was the only shop in the village. A group of 80-70 people from Oracle was already there. We were centre of attraction especially with the local dog population. Everyone wanted to be with her Ubis. Geeta collected some local info and made few friends.
We had some chai & biscuits and left for the trek at 13:30hrs. Oracle group had left 15 mins before. The local shopkeeper was behind carrying supplies for the Oracle group. The trek was 1 hour walk to the next village and then 30 min steep climb to the pinnacle. We started...
I was with Rishabh & Ubis was with Geeta. We started at a good pace and Rishabh who was leading us started infiltrating in the group ahead of us. We had to walk uphill and very soon I was breathless. Only thought that crossed my mind was about my age. Geeta was also uneasy. Rishabh looked a bit irritated. Ubis poor baby did not know what was in store. In-fact none of us knew. We paused at a turning, the big group of Oracle had split into several smaller groups. Nearly all stopped at this junction to click snaps adjust and move on. We saw few people calling it off and started to walk down. At this point I believe nature had ensured that all the pollution is cleansed from our body. Rains took care off anything remaining on our body. I could see my mind chastened and preparing to face the challenge. Mostly it is occupied with daily stuff and keeps fighting. I liked the shift. I could sense the same happening with others around me. It started raining, I clicked a quick picture before packing the camera. We stood against the rocky wall, but decided to enjoy the rain.
All marched with renewed rigor and energy. It started pouring heavily, soon Rishabh was walking against the streams of water flowing down from the hill. All of us were completely drenched. Rishabh kept a nice pace, old man was always behind him. He was encouraged by the people as he kept moving ahead of them. He also inspired them to continue and keep up. In 30 mins we reached a plateau. The surroundings were lush green. Ubis freaked out. It was the first brush with nature for the 6 month old puppy. Rain stopped and allowed us to enjoy the view of mountains covered with greens separated by the streams of white waterfall. I was clicking the come pictures when Rishabh saw a small water fall. Photographer in me saw the nice background and clicked the best family picture so far.
Rishabh just freaked in the waterfall.
That was the Pinnacle of the fort, which was our destination.
We were 30 mins away from the village. We continued on our mission.
On our way we took stopped to take some rest.
Ubis was enjoying her walk, but she had not eaten anything since morning. She was all the time in car. So we stopped and gave her Parle G tonic. which we had bought along with Poppins for Rishabh from the shop at the base village.
All of us were having a good time. But 30 min walk was just too long. We stopped enjoyed the fields around, played in the waterfalls and made our way through the puddles.
Nice weather, beautiful surroundings, free mind ... kept us moving... Rishabh enjoys every moment ... Like every trek, in this too he managed to find a stick to stick.
Geeta & Ubis looking happy.
The puddle ...
Finally we reached the village at the foot of the fort. By this time we were almost leading.
Ubis helped Rishabh is carrying his stick.
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