I was under the impression that I would love all Adventure sports, stuff like Bungee jumping (Which I have never tried and would love to sometime soon), parasailing (loved every bit of it), ski diving ( quite adventurous but don’t know if I will muster the guts to go for it) and finally the sober of the lot, Trekking. Never did I realize that I would have so many fond memories of Trekking. I have gone trekking three times in my life so far and the memories that I have will last for a lifetime. I’m not going to reveal at this point of time if the memories were pleasant or unpleasant.It’s for you guys to find out(Duh! I know the title gives away the answer).
It was on the 12th July, 2008 when I went for my first trek. The date holds prominence because it is also my birthday. Many of you must have already guessed that the trekking plan was part of my birthday celebration. I was quite excited because people have always raved about how fun trekking can be. The place we chose was Masinagudi, which is a small village surrounded by the thick Mudumalai forests. We stayed in a lovely resort called Jungle Hut which is amidst the jungle and believe me it’s quite an experience by itself staying there. All the superlative adjectives that you can think of will be an understatement to describe the ambience. Coming back to the trekking part of the trip, we were supposed to go trekking at 6.00 AM on the morning of my birthday. We were given an option to choose between an easy trek and a difficult trek. A wise choice on my part would have been to go for the easy trek as it was my first time but me being the quintessential me, decided to go for the difficult trek. I want you guys to visualize the picture in my head at this time. I was thinking of a nice walk in the jungle where we would be surrounded by greenery on all sides, just like being in the middle of a picture perfect postcard with deer’s running around and the sound of a stream somewhere close by. In short it was my idea of a perfect romantic getaway.
Well let’s get back to reality, shall we? We started on time and our first task was to cross a small stream which I thoroughly enjoyed. As we proceeded with the trek our guide showed us a grave which looked like an elephant’s foot and just when I was beginning to wonder why it looked like that, he explained to us that the guy buried in the grave was killed by an elephant during the trek, the mistake he made was that he did not go with a guide but instead decided that he would take a stroll with his wife and dog. The guide also gave us some tips about how we should move about, about being silent and all that stuff because we were entering a dense jungle and there would be wild animals everywhere. The only weapon that we guys had was a sickle which the guide was using to pave the way and quite frankly it didn’t look like it would be of a lot of help.
The scenery was breathtaking just like how I had visualized, I had never imagined that I would be in the middle of a jungle ever in my life. We came across a beautiful waterfall and I was so mesmerized and it was precisely at that time that I saw a carcass of a deer. The guide reminded us that animals generally hang around water holes and we must be cautious and not make any noise. The moment I heard that my only thought was to scoot from that amazingly beautiful spot. All the way we saw animal poop, especially that of elephants, on plain grounds, on extremely steep cliffs, on precariously narrow paths. It’s amazing how animals like elephants that are so huge manage to trod on such terrains without losing balance or grip. I noticed that the terrain which was leveled till now was becoming steep but I had no problem with the ascent. I was enjoying it, the scenery was just breathtaking and the air so pure and the whole thing felt so serene and peaceful. It was tiring no two thoughts about it. It was almost a 2hr trek to the top of the mountain, our destination of the trek.
I completely forgot to mention who else were with us on this adventurous trek. We started off from Jungle Hut with another couple and met a few more guys on the trek who were with a different guide. We decided to trek together because the more the merrier, that was just one of the reasons, the real reason was because I felt I would be more secure in the Jungle if there were a lot of people around, probably the wild animals would be too afraid to come near us. The guys who joined us were an extremely energetic bunch, they were just brimming with energy and it was quite hard to match up with their pace. Midway the girl who was with us was feeling very tired so she didn’t want to come along with us till the top so we left her with one of the guide and we proceeded towards our destination. At this time even I was beginning to feel quite exhausted but I was almost there and decided to go on. We came across this huge boulder which we had to climb in order to reach the top. When I looked at the boulder I was wondering if all the guys had gone crazy because there was no way of climbing it. It was almost inclined at 80 degrees. After a lot of hue and cry, I managed to get to the top. Whoa!!! What an achievement it was to trek through the thick jungles of Mudumalai which was Veerapan’s abode at one time and climb the highest peak there. It was a rush to just look around and take in so much of beauty.
All the while during the ascent, there was one question that was always on my mind, “The terrain is so damn steep that it is an effort to climb without falling back, how the hell is it going to be while getting down”? I was very soon going to find that out. As you remember I was on top of the mountain and to get there I had to climb this really steep boulder. First step in getting down was to get down from the boulder which was really an effort by itself because you make any silly mistake here and you won’t go down but straight to the heavens instead. This is from where my wonderful trek takes a steep diversion and becomes one of the most horrid experiences I have had till date. I somehow managed to get down the boulder with the help of my hubby and trust me there was no reason for me to be happy about that because at that time I remembered that the ascent was a good 2hrs which meant there was a long way down in the almost 70 degree inclined terrain. There was this time when I saw almost all the guys slip at this really precarious site but they somehow managed to cross it safely. You slip from here and you go straight to hell this time. It was my turn to cross that place and by this time I was so drained of energy and so freaking scared that I was almost in tears. All the guys were convincing me to cross, the first one being my hubby and at this time the guide asked us all to hush up because it was a jungle and there might just be a bear lurking around and it may just pounce from behind if it heard us. Just imagine my plight now, first I was tired, second I was scared that I would fall and die and third, the threat of a wild animal killing me. I didn’t have a choice I had to move ahead and as anticipated I slipped but I held on to some twigs and somehow crossed. My husband faced the complete brunt from me of getting me on this horrid trip which was for professionals and not me.
The ‘Descent’ as I would like to call it was very slow for me. Like I mentioned the guys with us very super energetic and super excited about this adventurous trek so they were just gliding down and my poor hubby could not obviously leave me behind and glide with them so he was also stuck with me. I was beginning to feel that we would just lose track of them and get lost here and we did get lost for a couple of minutes not just me and my hubby but the entire group. The guide suddenly got confused about the way we came by and was trying to figure out the right way. No prizes for guessing how I felt, I just fell short of fainting. Imagine getting stuck there with all the wild animals, even if an animal chased us we would not be able to run decently and I was pretty sure the animal would attack me considering I was the slowest. The guide suddenly realized we were on the right track and we had not lost our way. Thank You Mr. Guide for literally giving me a heart attack!! So we continued on our ‘Descent’, with me holding on to dear life and I bumped into a small rock and low and behold I had a twisted ankle on a treacherous trek. I couldn’t have asked for more because we had trekked down only a couple of minutes and I knew there was a long way ahead to my destination. This time my destination being flat ground away from the wild animals. I walked a little and limped a little only to realize that the path we were taking was different and fortunately it was not as steep. It was then that the guide told us that during the ‘Descent’ we take a different route as people are already quite exhausted and would prefer to walk on fairly flat ground. I thanked my stars and proceeded ahead and I fell again this time and I twisted my ankle some more. But I was not so depressed this time because I knew it would not be so tough anymore but I knew that if any wild animal attacked us now, I would surely be the prey because I was again the slowest.
Everyone walked and I limped and we finally made it to plain grounds. I wanted to bend down and kiss the earth and thank god that he did not let me die on my birthday. All was well after that. Not quite, actually because my brave story was narrated in a grand way by my hubby to everyone who asked about the trek. Everyone had a hearty laugh about the incident and so did I after I was a good long distance away from the trek site.
It was on the 12th July, 2008 when I went for my first trek. The date holds prominence because it is also my birthday. Many of you must have already guessed that the trekking plan was part of my birthday celebration. I was quite excited because people have always raved about how fun trekking can be. The place we chose was Masinagudi, which is a small village surrounded by the thick Mudumalai forests. We stayed in a lovely resort called Jungle Hut which is amidst the jungle and believe me it’s quite an experience by itself staying there. All the superlative adjectives that you can think of will be an understatement to describe the ambience. Coming back to the trekking part of the trip, we were supposed to go trekking at 6.00 AM on the morning of my birthday. We were given an option to choose between an easy trek and a difficult trek. A wise choice on my part would have been to go for the easy trek as it was my first time but me being the quintessential me, decided to go for the difficult trek. I want you guys to visualize the picture in my head at this time. I was thinking of a nice walk in the jungle where we would be surrounded by greenery on all sides, just like being in the middle of a picture perfect postcard with deer’s running around and the sound of a stream somewhere close by. In short it was my idea of a perfect romantic getaway.
Well let’s get back to reality, shall we? We started on time and our first task was to cross a small stream which I thoroughly enjoyed. As we proceeded with the trek our guide showed us a grave which looked like an elephant’s foot and just when I was beginning to wonder why it looked like that, he explained to us that the guy buried in the grave was killed by an elephant during the trek, the mistake he made was that he did not go with a guide but instead decided that he would take a stroll with his wife and dog. The guide also gave us some tips about how we should move about, about being silent and all that stuff because we were entering a dense jungle and there would be wild animals everywhere. The only weapon that we guys had was a sickle which the guide was using to pave the way and quite frankly it didn’t look like it would be of a lot of help.
The scenery was breathtaking just like how I had visualized, I had never imagined that I would be in the middle of a jungle ever in my life. We came across a beautiful waterfall and I was so mesmerized and it was precisely at that time that I saw a carcass of a deer. The guide reminded us that animals generally hang around water holes and we must be cautious and not make any noise. The moment I heard that my only thought was to scoot from that amazingly beautiful spot. All the way we saw animal poop, especially that of elephants, on plain grounds, on extremely steep cliffs, on precariously narrow paths. It’s amazing how animals like elephants that are so huge manage to trod on such terrains without losing balance or grip. I noticed that the terrain which was leveled till now was becoming steep but I had no problem with the ascent. I was enjoying it, the scenery was just breathtaking and the air so pure and the whole thing felt so serene and peaceful. It was tiring no two thoughts about it. It was almost a 2hr trek to the top of the mountain, our destination of the trek.
I completely forgot to mention who else were with us on this adventurous trek. We started off from Jungle Hut with another couple and met a few more guys on the trek who were with a different guide. We decided to trek together because the more the merrier, that was just one of the reasons, the real reason was because I felt I would be more secure in the Jungle if there were a lot of people around, probably the wild animals would be too afraid to come near us. The guys who joined us were an extremely energetic bunch, they were just brimming with energy and it was quite hard to match up with their pace. Midway the girl who was with us was feeling very tired so she didn’t want to come along with us till the top so we left her with one of the guide and we proceeded towards our destination. At this time even I was beginning to feel quite exhausted but I was almost there and decided to go on. We came across this huge boulder which we had to climb in order to reach the top. When I looked at the boulder I was wondering if all the guys had gone crazy because there was no way of climbing it. It was almost inclined at 80 degrees. After a lot of hue and cry, I managed to get to the top. Whoa!!! What an achievement it was to trek through the thick jungles of Mudumalai which was Veerapan’s abode at one time and climb the highest peak there. It was a rush to just look around and take in so much of beauty.
All the while during the ascent, there was one question that was always on my mind, “The terrain is so damn steep that it is an effort to climb without falling back, how the hell is it going to be while getting down”? I was very soon going to find that out. As you remember I was on top of the mountain and to get there I had to climb this really steep boulder. First step in getting down was to get down from the boulder which was really an effort by itself because you make any silly mistake here and you won’t go down but straight to the heavens instead. This is from where my wonderful trek takes a steep diversion and becomes one of the most horrid experiences I have had till date. I somehow managed to get down the boulder with the help of my hubby and trust me there was no reason for me to be happy about that because at that time I remembered that the ascent was a good 2hrs which meant there was a long way down in the almost 70 degree inclined terrain. There was this time when I saw almost all the guys slip at this really precarious site but they somehow managed to cross it safely. You slip from here and you go straight to hell this time. It was my turn to cross that place and by this time I was so drained of energy and so freaking scared that I was almost in tears. All the guys were convincing me to cross, the first one being my hubby and at this time the guide asked us all to hush up because it was a jungle and there might just be a bear lurking around and it may just pounce from behind if it heard us. Just imagine my plight now, first I was tired, second I was scared that I would fall and die and third, the threat of a wild animal killing me. I didn’t have a choice I had to move ahead and as anticipated I slipped but I held on to some twigs and somehow crossed. My husband faced the complete brunt from me of getting me on this horrid trip which was for professionals and not me.
The ‘Descent’ as I would like to call it was very slow for me. Like I mentioned the guys with us very super energetic and super excited about this adventurous trek so they were just gliding down and my poor hubby could not obviously leave me behind and glide with them so he was also stuck with me. I was beginning to feel that we would just lose track of them and get lost here and we did get lost for a couple of minutes not just me and my hubby but the entire group. The guide suddenly got confused about the way we came by and was trying to figure out the right way. No prizes for guessing how I felt, I just fell short of fainting. Imagine getting stuck there with all the wild animals, even if an animal chased us we would not be able to run decently and I was pretty sure the animal would attack me considering I was the slowest. The guide suddenly realized we were on the right track and we had not lost our way. Thank You Mr. Guide for literally giving me a heart attack!! So we continued on our ‘Descent’, with me holding on to dear life and I bumped into a small rock and low and behold I had a twisted ankle on a treacherous trek. I couldn’t have asked for more because we had trekked down only a couple of minutes and I knew there was a long way ahead to my destination. This time my destination being flat ground away from the wild animals. I walked a little and limped a little only to realize that the path we were taking was different and fortunately it was not as steep. It was then that the guide told us that during the ‘Descent’ we take a different route as people are already quite exhausted and would prefer to walk on fairly flat ground. I thanked my stars and proceeded ahead and I fell again this time and I twisted my ankle some more. But I was not so depressed this time because I knew it would not be so tough anymore but I knew that if any wild animal attacked us now, I would surely be the prey because I was again the slowest.
Everyone walked and I limped and we finally made it to plain grounds. I wanted to bend down and kiss the earth and thank god that he did not let me die on my birthday. All was well after that. Not quite, actually because my brave story was narrated in a grand way by my hubby to everyone who asked about the trek. Everyone had a hearty laugh about the incident and so did I after I was a good long distance away from the trek site.
12 comments:
ur experience was awesome....and thanks 2 ur descriptions i could practically visualize the whole scene..even im a trekking fan but still not tried anything this huge so far ,so can you plz say which place s tis u r referring...
Thank you so much.This place is called Masinagudi, it is in Mudumalai forests in Tamil Nadu.
Nicely written! The boulder thing was hilarious though! :)
very very very nicely written
Nice blog.....
Keep penning your thoughts .
:)
Thanks guys :)
A bit too long, though very nicely written. ur blog was featured at indiblogger, from where i landed here.
nice nature photos
@Cool4U and @Prashant: Thanks for the comments. Welcome to my blog.
Hey Milana, This is very nicely written. Really appreciable.
Trust me, reading your blog, refreshes me a lot :) :)
keep continuing...!!!!
Hey Sachi, glad you liked it. Thanks for visiting my blog. I am really happy to see you here and your comment has made me more happy.
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