Spiti Diaries III… (Home is where the heart is)

Honestly, I hate having to conclude this entire experience in this last post of  Spiti Diaries . There was so much of pondering and reasoning and understanding going on in the backdrop of this back-breaking routine. So many little instances and memories that, looking back, seem like the really memorable and important ones. I wish I…

Spiti Diaries II… (Unpredicted, Unnamed)

As I mentioned in Spiti Diaries I, after days of acclimatizing ourselves to the sparse air in the valley, we make our way to the Bara Shigri Glacier Base Camp. Training starts the very next day. The trek from the base to the glacier is tedious and long. The sturdiest and biggest rock you step…

Freedom Climbers…

Oh i had to share this saying. It appears in the closing chapter of Bernadette McDonald’s book, “Freedom Climbers”. It is a vivid and dramatic insight into the Golden years of Polish mountaineering, the period when Polish climbers took to climbing as their genuine shot at freedom, a way out of the oppression following the…

Darj Diaries III… (Training at Base Camp)

Ok, so hoping that the recent posts had been a good read and ride, here is the post describing the most interesting part of the course, the Glacier training. This isn’t an account of heights and weights and distances or any other numbers. As much as I’ve tried to keep these writings factual, the feeling…

Darj Diaries II… (Trek to the Base Camp)

We left HMI at 6 in the morning. Yuksom was supposed to be a 9 hour drive by bus. I remember someone shrilling at the sight of the first snow-capped mountains! Ah! What a sight! Our heads were stuck out of the bus windows trying to see the scenery through a thick canopy of trees…