After long days of scenery appreciation and seemingly never-ending pots of sweet Kashmiri tea, we began our drive up into the Himalayan range to 2000 meters above sea level where the road ends. It was here that we would be camping for the night.
A gypsy family who lived a few hundred meters away came by to greet us. Knowing this area backwards, the males of the family would also be joining us on the trek.
By this time it was early afternoon, and despite the fact that we wouldn't be setting out 'til daybreak, there was no time to waste. This wasn't going to be an easy endeavor and with the first day set to be the biggest and most treacherous section of the journey, we were sent with Ismail and Mohammed, sons of one of the gypsy families in the area, for a “short” practice hike. We learned that our mountain friends had a different perception of distance. Expect “just going round the corner” to at least be going over that mountain and then some.
We rode ponies some of the way to get used to riding them. On the trek itself we would be joined by our guide, cook, and about 6-8 ponies and “ponymen”.
We reached a makeshift wooden bridge over an ice-cold river, after this we had to go by foot.
The scenery was stunning but the climb difficult as our lungs struggled to suck in enough air. We hiked up mountainsides and traversed slopes, all blanketed by wild cannabis.
Mohammed stopped and starting pointing into the trees ahead. A bird was squawking incessantly. “A crow?” we asked. “Tiger's son” he replied. We looked at each other. “Don't worry, only small friendly one.” He didn't seem the least bit phased when we questioned the proximity of the no-doubt protective mama.
Not sure if we misunderstood, back at camp we asked our guide Salim to clarify with Mohammed about what he saw on the mountain, and sure enough it was a tiger cub! Despite missing that opportunity, we did see plenty of other animals along the way. There were even the half-eaten remains of a cow apparently attacked by a snow leopard!
Famished, Shoolkat (our cook) served up a delicious dinner that he had been preparing while we were hiking. Together with Salim, we ate in the tent and chatted in a way that really only camping can facilitate.
With the start of the hike only hours away, there wouldn't be any burning of the midnight oil tonight. But before bed time, there was one more order of business…to attend to an invitation.
[To be continued]
For more on this Himalayan adventure, see also:
Part Two: The Practice Hike (you are here)
Beautiful Photos – thanks for sharing! The foul is oh so cute:)
Believe it or not but it reminds me of Dargo and Wanagatta & Dargo River meet. Awesome!
awesome! I have similar pics of my family and I in Kashmir from 25 years ago :) Kashmiri Kahwa is the best tea in the world. You might also wanna try the “sheer chai”. It is salty in taste and pink in color! served with a thick layer of cream on top.
Loved that tea so much that we bought a bag. It was such a pain explaining those mystery leaves in our luggage at customs at our subsequent destinations (India was our first destination on a round the world trip) but it was so worth it :) Wow, that sheer chai sounds interesting! Definitely want to seek that out next time! Thanks for the local insider tip! :)
Wow! So gorgeous. Those ponies kind of steal the scenery’s thunder though. : )
They are beautiful, aren’t they?! Especially the foal who was still shaky on her feet and doing her best to try to keep up :)