As we burst into the open country, I saw Vikram Gowda parked at the bottom of a hill. He just pointed at the top of the hill and said go ahead. I could barely see a faint track and followed it to the top.
Wow! What a view.
One by one every vehicle came up and crowded the top.
The local Jeepers Vikram Gowda and Chandan stayed at the bottom, having seen it too many times.
Spidey was already turned around to make sure it was ahead of me. See how the conspiracy unfolds?
All the while it looks like a simple posing.
Obviously, we thought this was the climax of the day. So we posed for group shots preparing to return.
But there was a twist in the story. None of us had accounted for George Cloony…I mean George Mallory of our group. Viji is George Mallory, he sees a hill, and he wants to climb it,
because it’s there.
Right now, the hill you see in the next image,
was there.
This is no virgin hill, it has been climbed before, but not recently, so there was no track. And you have to take a circuitous route to avoid falling into invisible ditches in the thick vegetation.
So Vikram Gowda drew a rough map in the air indicating the general route. Still, it was fraught with risk. Since ground can’t be seen unless you walk it, the first Jeep to attempt it will be playing with danger, just like any pioneer. But with the amount of recovery gear we had, there was a measure of comfort.
So Viji plunges down the steep hill and turns right to follow Vikram Gowda’s rough route. He overshoots the next left turn, because it is
not there, but turns in time to climb down the current hill. It was at this time I realised that I hadn’t even taken out the camera, so I rushed back to my Jeep. This had to be recorded, I have not seen this kind of path breaking before. And the terrain is to kill for.
There he goes… as the fog moves between us.
You can see the tracks behind him, but not ahead of him.
Almost there, one more swish of fog.
Mission accomplished. Hmm, where is the flag?
Now others follow.
Pretty soon I too get there, following the faint track, sometimes missing it. I climbed it in crawl mode, in 2nd low. And there we are.
Remaining vehicles follow.
As the last vehicle comes up, another fog front moves in clouding the previous hill.
I am sure many of you have heard the proverb that goes “Pissing in the wind”. On the top of this hill, couple of guys found the literal meaning of it. Since the wind keeps changing direction, it is really hard to pick a direction and commit to it.
As we stood there taking in the mountain air, fog, wind and frequent rain blasting from every direction, Shahnawaz and I agreed that this experience tops the fun we had in Munnar this January. I guess it has to do with the season. We visited Munnar in dry season, but this place in monsoon, which can make one hell of a difference in vegetation, views and offroad terrain. Wonder how Munnar would feel in this weather.
Yes, I know it is dirty. Being Sunday and all, the mountain top car wash service was closed.
Meanwhile, Viji decides to be the pioneer once again, on the return path. As they say in offroad lore, the same trail can pose a different challenge when you try it the other way. And it turned out to be very true in that very hour.
There was trouble in the paradise.
To be concluded in the next part.