Monday, October 4, 2010

Land of the Sagas: Iceland - Part II

Day 2: Arnarstapi to Pingvellir

We woke up quite early on the 2nd day. Two cans of beer made of Icelandic water did not have any effect. Yes, there was a different need to - there were only two toilets in the hotel for I dont know how many people and we wanted to finish our duties before people started to queue up. The plan for the day was to have a walk around Arnarstapi on the cliff edge and then drive towards Pingvellir and Geysir to take the famous Golden Triangle route. We were ready by 0800 hrs just in time to enter the restaurant for the buffet breakfast. On every trip, I have always liked the continental buffet breakfast where one can have many different options to choose from. The sun was shining brightly and it was the most ideal condition to walk around the sea cliffs. When we came out of the restaurant, it was sad to see that our vehicle looked really old and worn out amongst all other vehicles in the car park. Of course, everything comes at a price and we had opted for the cheaper alternatives.

A short walk along the only road led us to the harbor at the end of the village. Arnarstapi is known as a small fishing village and history mentions this place as an important trading center in the past. Till date, this is the best picturesque location I have ever visited amongst all my trips. The beautiful blue sea, the never ending coastline of cliffs and Mt. Snaefellsjokull towering at distance made the perfect setting for a song sequence in a Bollywood movie. Such locations in the movies always creates that dreamy desire amongst the viewers to go there someday and there I was in one such place. From the harbor area, we also took the picture famous (the one which is mostly seen on the websites if you hunt for this place) - the lone house with the Snaefellsjokull in the background and the edge of the cliff.There is a well-marked route from Arnarstapi to Hellnar along the coast and a walk on this route revealed the magnificent lava formations on the coastline. The lava formations were in myriads of different shapes and it looked like they have been chiseled away by expert sculptors very delicately in their spare time. The lava formations have been attributed to volcanic activity on Mt. Snaeffelsjokull several hundred years ago. Some of the rock formations are structures coming out of the sea whereas many others were in the shapes of blowholes of different sizes.

Nature probably had its share of fun when it forced the sea to do the hard work of shaping the rocks. I liked one specific lava formation. Two of us were standing on the edge of a cliff and admiring the sea in the front and our third friend was taking pictures of a big gorge right behind us. He called us from behind and told that we were actually standing on top of a small strip of land and the bottom was totally hollow with the sea below. We hurried down to the place where he was standing. It was a beautiful hollow formation on the edge of the cliff and the gorge which my friend was taking picture of, directly leads through it into the sea. It would have been real fun to go down to the sea through this gorge, but that was really risky without the right equipment. The rugged cliffs are also home to hundreds of Arctic terns ( and so the sides of the cliffs were all white and you know it quite well why is that. So, when you walk along the cliff, there is a characteristics smell of the tern faeces and there will be a continuous noise of their chatter. Inside the gorge, we could see several tern chicks trying to grab their parent's attention and also food through continuous singing.Once in a while, a group of terns would just fly out into the air which makes a fabulous sight. The walk led us to the same place near the monument where we went the previous evening.It was time now for us to move on to our next destination - Geysir. On our way to Arnarstapi yesterday, we had seen the diversion to go towards Olafsvik, another town which we have to pass to reach Geysir. The interesting part is that we are going to go closer to the Snaeffelsjokull glacier along the way. We bade goodbye to Arnarstapi and hit the main road towards Olafsvik. We were not taking the regular route but the one which passes close to the glacier. A few kilometres of drive brought us to the junction where we have to take the diversion. Now, this is not a tar road, but a gravel road. Again, the fears of our aging vehicle started to bother us, but we had no choice, right.

We were driving up and through the mountain ranges with vast open green fields to give us company. The weather had become dull and cloudy. The green fields slowly changed to black lava fields as we climbed up further. The volcanic activity from Snaeffelsjokull had altered the landscape around the entire Snaeffelsjokull peninsula and we have already seen that the effects extend to the sea in many areas. Soon, we reached the topmost portion of the Snaeffelsjokull region from where if you wish, you can climb up to the top of the Snaeffelsjokull glacier. The glacier portion of the mountain was the only region where we could see snow, else all other mountains were bare. The awesome views of the landscape - the peninsula and the sea from this point was a treat for the eyes. History mentions that the volcano below the glacier erupted around 2000 years back and since then, the volcano has been dormant. I read that it is quite easy to climb to the top of the glacier, but we did not have time in our hands. There, it seems is a volcanic crater at the top of the mountain which is around 200 m deep and almost all the time, the crater is filled with ice. Now, I am sure all of you will remember that Snaeffelsjokull glacier became famous due to its reference in the Jules Verne novel "Journey to the Center of the Earth" ( As you read in the novel, this is the mountain through which you can reach the centre of the earth. We continued on our drive downhill now and it was a nice roller-coaster ride through numerous ups and downs. Going round and round through the mountain ranges, we could not stop admiring the surroundings. Occasionally, the lava fields were replaced with lot of greenery and beautiful water streams. One thing for sure is that there will be no dearth of water in Iceland. Soon, we hit the main road and it was time for a much needed break, guess for what, LUNCH. There was a beautiful village with a restaurant along the way and we had our next round of quick stuff-burgers. I am amazed - I always get a vegetarian option at these places too.

The next portion of the drive also had a long stretch of gravel road. Now, suddenly, we are seeing more water-bodies amongst the vast lava fields. The area surrounding the small lakes were green and in some of the lakes, we could see an occasional "human being" with a canoe or small boat. I wonder the enthusiasm of these human beings who in the midst of such a "no mans land", had the urge to go for these types of solo activities. Then my friend commented - this is Europe, my friend. Another break followed now - this time to touch the crystal clear water of the lake and we drove our Vitara close to the water body. Simultaneously, it was time to gather few well-shaped lava rocks as souvenirs. The roller-coaster ride was not over for us yet, but we were enjoying it. On the way, we came across people (many of them ladies) on horseback taking a ride through the rugged terrain. If you read articles on the net, one can see that horse-riding is one of the favorite activities for people visiting Iceland. For us, sitting inside the grand old Vitara and driving on the gravel road itself was equivalent to a horse ride. In what can be termed as a sort of adrenaline rush, Henrik suddenly proposed that we climb one of the smaller volcanic lava hills. We had thought that the climb would be through rocky surfaces, but it turned out to be just the opposite. The rocks were covered totally with lichen or moss (whatever you call it) and was soft beyond imagination. The action went on for around an hour and we left with a good feeling that we atleast did something physical during the trip.

The next destination on our agenda was Pingvellir (sometimes referred as Thingvellir also), our first destination on the Golden Triangle route. It started to rain quite heavily all of a sudden and the drive was becoming more and more memorable. By the time we reached Pingvellir, the rains were gone but the weather was damp and cloudy. Pingvellir has a rich historical, geographical and cultural importance in Iceland and one can read more about it on the web. Pingvellir has been declared as a UNESCO World Heritage site because of it importance. The first Icelandic parliament was setup at Pingvellir in 930 AD (which in turn led to the formation of the country) and the assembly used to meet at the open-air assembly (Althing) arena for two weeks a year till 1798. The assembly used to set laws and settle disputes and the people of Iceland has a deep association and respect for Althing. The remains of the Althing are still there at the Pingvellir site. Pingvellir is basically a big lava field and it is now a National Park in Iceland. Geographically, there is a huge significance of this place since the Mid Atlantic Ridge (MAR) is right below the Pingvellir lava fields. Most of the ridge system is under the water and the internet says that the MAR is about 3km in height above the ocean floor and around 1000-1500km wide. The MAR separates the North American plate from the Eurasian plate in the North Atlantic. Since the discovery of the MAR in 1950, it seems there is a general acceptance of the theory of continental drift and interestingly, the plates are still getting separated at the rate of around 2.5cm per year and so the Atlantic is actually growing at the ridge. I never imagined that I will one day visit such a place. The biggest tectonic split or crack (Almannagja) on the volcanic remains can be viewed from the top of the ridge, but we did not do it. Anyway, there will be something interesting to see when I visit the place the next time. The Pingvellir National Park area also has the largest natural lake in Iceland, the Pingvallavatn ( The lake had several islands of different sizes and these islands were formed as a result of the volcanic activity over the ages. The views of the lake and the landscapes surrounding the place from the top of the Pingvellir canyon was an awesome and memorable experience.

One will be actually surprised to see the greenery all around this place although the soil below contains the lava remnants from ages of volcanic activity. It was late evening and time for us to go and search a place to stay for the night. The next destination on the list was Geysir, so we started our drive in that direction. Now we are heading towards the hot springs (or geysers) area, as the name suggests. The rains started to pour down again on the lesser mortals of the earth and visibility ahead became very poor. We were again driving in mountainous terrain through charming valleys, fantastic volcanic landscapes and beautiful streams. Soon, we crossed the limits of Pingvellir National Park and hit Laugarvatn, a small town in south Iceland. We decided to halt here for the night and enquired at Hotel Edda for rooms to stay. We have rooms for you, said the lady at the reception and here we stop. Most of the budget accomodation in Iceland had shared bathroom facilities. When we reached our rooms, we felt as if we were back in a student's hostel. There were two small cots, side tables with drawers and lamps and a closet to keep clothes, just like we experienced when we were in school. Thats when we realised that the rooms were basically student's accomodation for the school at Laugarvatn and that it functioned as a hotel only for the summer duration (schools remain closed). What a nice way to share facilities!. Now, it was time for dinner and Tor suggested that we go to Lindin restaurant which was mentioned in the Lonely Planet guide. The caption of the restaurant with photographs of duck, reindeer and fish on their web-page ( says it all - "wild food from Icelandic nature". When we reached the restaurant, it was overcrowded and on enquiry, found out that people have to book a seat in advance. But, there was a catch - how can they turn away three smart guys from their restaurant. Within 10 minutes, they were ready with a table for us. Amongst the delicacies on the menu, there was an option of whale meat which my friend had a try. I decided to go for the smoked fish caught fresh from the lake nearby. The food was great and there's no doubt why there were so many people around. On our way back, we had the chance to see a geothermal activity on the lake edge. This was the first time, I am seeing the boiling water of a natural lake and we expected to see more the next day at Geysir. It was now time for a good night's sleep. God Natt!!                          

Friday, October 1, 2010

Land of the Sagas: Iceland - Part I

July 9-13, 2010
If you are expecting to see Ice in Iceland, then you are in for a surprise. We found Iceland to be more green, we could see ice only on the mountain peaks. The general opinion is that Iceland should have been called Greenland and vice-versa. I read in the in-flight magazine that the minimum temperature in Iceland goes down to around 2 degree Celcius during winter and in summer, the temperature reaches a maximum of 16 degree Celcius. It was also mentioned that Iceland does not see any snowfall many a times. Its the surrounding sea that causes such a weather in spite of the fact that the country is close to the Arctic circle.

A trip to Iceland has been on my radar for a long time. The fascination was for two reasons - first, the country is located closer to the Arctic circle (I have only read about it in geography books and never imagined to be there) and secondly, to know the reason why that we do not get to hear or read much about this country in the news. It looks like Iceland is a very peaceful place, but the eruption of the Eyjafjallajokull volcano in April disturbed the peace for sometime and made the world realise the country's "importance". Sometimes last year, I had once jokingly written to a friend of mine that I would run away to Iceland to be in peace - far away where nobody can probably reach me. Iceland is written in svenska as "Island" (it is of course an island in the north atlantic and pronounced as "Eesland"). Plans were put in place once the volcanic ash disappeared and there were 3 of us - the Vikings, ready for the trip. Our budget entitled us to a stay for 3 nights and renting a vehicle.

Day 1: Reykjavik Airport to Arnarstapi

The fact that Iceland economy is not doing very well became apparent when we tried to get some Island kroners at Arlanda airport, but the exchange centers did not have them. We learnt that the Island currency fluctuates a lot and we were suggested to get currency at Reykjavik airport. Inside the aircraft, Iceland Air had small snippets about Iceland on their seats and they were interesting to read. It took us around 3 hrs to reach Reykjavik airport and as always in all airports, we had to walk quite a bit to reach the arrival lounge. I have a strong belief that people who fly frequently need not exercise to stay fit, the long walks inside the airport is sufficient enough. Our interesting saga (story) started when we reached the car rental office to collect our already reserved AWD Subaru legacy. The legacy was not there and in exchange, they offered us a 2-wheel drive Ford escort which was in a pathetic condition. After a bit of discussions, we were offered a 15 yr old Suzuki Vitara (it was 4 wheel drive one) with the condition that the vehicle was not "cleaned" (we were not sure whether to mean it as "not serviced"). With no other options available, we agreed for the Vitara and hit the highway towards Reykjavik Centrum. Our destination was Amarstapi on the west coast. Iceland is the land of glaciers and you never know, below each glacier you can find a volcano. The nearest glacier around Amarstapi was the Snaefellsjokull ( and mind it, this has been an active volcano before.

There is one Highway, the N1, which connects all the important "cities" in Iceland and it is not difficult to locate the exit to N1 from anywhere (I suppose). In no time, we were on N1. Contrary to the general thought, there were quite a number of cars on the highway. Realized that there were probably more tourists around during the summer time. We were hungry and the natural tendency for all of us is to look out for MacD or Burger King for a quick bite. But, there was none of these in sight.The first fast food option we saw was called Aktu Taktu (quite a funny name which means "drive" and "take"). I liked the color combination and the style of writing Aktu Taktu. Once inside, our choice was limited to the same options as we know in any burger combination. Surprisingly, to my delight, there was a vegetarian option ocksa (svenska for also). We learnt later that MacD and the likes of KFC have pulled out of Iceland around a year back.

We were driving out of the city limits now and the changing landscapes were becoming apparent. On either sides of the highway, it was vast open land, the sea or towering mountains. Ahead, we could see the never ending mountain ranges and the road to follow. We also had the opportunity to experience the unpredictable weather (just like the Iceland currency I think), it was raining sometimes and suddenly you will see the sun shining out of the clouds. This is just the ideal condition for rainbows and I don’t remember exactly how many rainbows we ended up seeing on our way. On the drive, we crossed the Hvalfjörður Tunnel, considered as one of the longest under-sea tunnels in the world ( did not quite realize the entry into the tunnel, it was just like entering a hole. Our worries with the vehicle started inside the tunnel. We began to realize that the engine of the car was slowly giving up as we tried to accelerate. We survived on our hopes and managed to cross the tunnel. A quick check on the car’s engine revealed interesting information – the car battery was actually a motorbike battery and some components of the car were tied with ropes. Incidentally, the car was running on 3 cylinders instead of the 4. We had no other choice, but to continue with this vehicle, else we would have got late reaching our destination. Yes, there was one advantage though. The condition of the vehicle controlled the adrenaline rush amongst us to accelerate the vehicle beyond a certain allowable limit. The sea gave us company for a long portion of the drive. Very soon we crossed Borgarnes, one of the bigger towns of Iceland and after crossing Borgarnes, we took a left onto route 54 towards Amarstapi. Except for vehicles on the road, there was generally nothing in sight, no houses, no habitation etc. Only once in a while, we could see horses or herds of sheep.Now I know the reason why we do not hear Iceland about news - horses and sheep do not talk or create trouble! Sometimes, you start to feel as to how people could survive here even if they wanted to. It would be like going back to the stone age - wearing leaves and creating fire by hitting two stones against each other. But on the contrary, every place has its own fascinating charm, including Iceland and it’s probably the way how we look at it.

We entered the beautiful Amarstapi (also written as Arnarstapi) late in the evening. The area looked very small and you can count the number of houses around. We were not sure where our hotel, Guesthouse Snjofell was, as we could not see any signboard at all. We kept going ahead and soon reached the dead end of a cliff falling into the sea. The marvelous views around pulled us out of our car in a flash – the steep cliffs, the ocean and the Snaeffelsjokull glacier at a distance – it was difficult to believe. There was a small harbor too and small boats were tied to a pier. We soon realized that we have left our hotel behind and so decided to check-in first before we start to explore the surroundings. The hotel was a very small place to stay and cramped, but good enough to stay for the night. Just to mention, there are not too many places to stay either.
The best way is probably to rent a caravan and stay at the camping ground nearby. The hotel had a small but beautiful restaurant, Arnarbaer where we had our first taste of beer (Thule) supposedly prepared from pure Icelandic water. It was a beautiful windy evening and after the beer, we decided to go for a short walk near the edge of the cliffs we saw a short while before. Just in front of our hotel on the other side of the road, the Amarstapi monument was there. The monument was assembled together using rocks. We walked across the monument and the vast open land towards the edge of the cliff. It was just marvelous. The cliffs looked like straight columns going down into the sea and I read that the rocks are basalt rocks. The coastline was quite long and it looked very beautiful.
There was a big hill right behind our hotel and it hid the Snaeffelsjokull glacier from the spot we were standing. We walked along the coastline on the cliff for some time exploring the different structures which were carved out into the sea. It was getting dark and cold too, so we decided to return back to our hotel and then come back the next day to explore the surroundings in a much better way. We were tired and we needed sleep. We were happy to sleep as the choice to start our trip on the west coast of Iceland was the right decision to make. West Iceland is just fantastic.

Thursday, April 8, 2010

Gomukh-Tapovan Trek 2008: Anniversary time: Part 3

Chirbasa halt: Day 2 evening/night

We did not realize that we had walked for almost 4 hours and we were nearing Chirbasa. On the way, there were few signboards mentioning about the importance of the place. We decided to halt at Chirbasa for the day so that we get acclimatized with the weather and also to avoid any trekking crowd (if any) at Bhojbasa, the main halting point for most of the trekkers. We are slowly entering the cooler shades of the several Chir trees when we started to enter Chirbasa. An arch which read “Chirbasa mein aapka swaagat hai” welcomed us and as we went inside this arch, we saw the remnants of a half constructed building which supposedly was used as a halting place by people. There was also a huge rock on another side where the height of Chirbasa was mentioned as 3600m above sea level. I think most people know this that Indian lovers are known to attain an orgasm whenever they reach such places of importance and they declare their undying and immortal love for each other in their unique way by carving their names on every possible rock available. There was no shortage of such writings like “Monu loves Sonu” alongside holy writings like “Ram Narayan Ram”. Anyway, our guides had already decided on the place to put the tent. We had to climb a small hillock, then go through a small nursery and then get down towards the Bhagirathi to reach the place. There was a small PWD temporary accommodation too nearby where few people were staying. The location was just awesome. You can directly see the Bhagirathi peaks from inside the tent if you open the tent-entry flaps. There was a long moment of silence as me and Pradipta just looked at the magnificent snow-clad peaks which were shining under the sun’s patronage. It was around 13:00 hrs and our guide and helpers quickly set up the tent and then got into the process of preparing lunch for us. Meanwhile, we decided to take a stroll near the river and walked for quite a distance along the river banks admiring the three majestic ice-clad peaks of the Bhagirathi which was right in front of our eyes. The one in the front was Bhagirathi II, then Bhagirathi III and the last one was Bhagirathi I. If your mind needs rest, this is the place. Only the senses are at work. The sound of the flowing Bhagirathi waters is something like a continuous fast paced symphony for the ears and the encompassing beauty of the surroundings provides an eternal pleasure to your eyes. We wanted to take a bath, but the spine-chilling coldness of the water deterred us.

We were back to our tents for lunch. Our helpers had made chapatti, rice, a vegetable dish and dal and it was a feast for all of us. It started to drizzle just as we were finishing our lunch and we huddled inside our tents for a quick rest. There’s a nursery at Chirbasa which we thought of exploring during the evening. The drizzle was still on when we entered the small make-shift cottage of the caretaker (Mr. Thapa) of the nursery. He showed us all the plantations which are mainly to preserve the medicinal plants found the Himalayan region which were probably getting extinct due to environmental degradation. These medicinal plants it seems are very expensive in the market and are natural drugs for several common ailments. It was getting dark, the drizzle became heavy and the temperature was reducing, so we went inside the cozy “living space” of the caretaker. The hut was made very nicely with big stone walls to have a strong protection against the strong Himalayan winds and the stone walls were further covered with huge tarpaulin sheets on top. He had a place to sleep inside his abode, sleeping bags, a gas stove for cooking and some traditional utensils for cooking and eating. He prepared strong pepper tea for us which was very refreshing and acted as the stimulator for the prevailing chilling temperature at that time. We started our discussion on the nursery and the need for preservation.

The nursery initiative is the brainchild of Dr. Harshvanti Bisht, Reader at the Govt. P. G. College, Uttarkashi and funded by various government agencies and the project is run under her supervision. Read details about her work here ( The caretaker was from Uttarkashi and he stays in the nursery 6 months in a year. The only people who come to visit him are the forest officials and he has the Himalayas and her warm embrace to give him company. Can you imagine his luck? These are jobs which someone has to love to do it and when talking to him, we realized how much he loves and takes interest in his work. He gets his supplies like food and gas cylinders either by walking down to Gangotri himself or some of his friends who are forest guards deliver those things whenever they are on duty. He mentions that he goes very frequently to Tapovan to see the vegetation and plants which grow there. I felt that probably he is one of the happiest persons around. We did not realize that we had already spent more than an hour in chatting and it was already dark. Meanwhile, a forest guard came in to have water and the caretaker offered another round of pepper tea for us. How can we resist? Another round of discussions started over tea and the guard told us several stories about why the forest department had to be strict regarding permissions to trek to Gomukh and Tapovan and beyond. It seems many people had lost their lives due to landslides and snowstorms during the treks and everytime, the forest department was blamed for lack of proper information. And there are tales of sadhus who in search of eternal peace wanted to go right up to the mouth from where Bhagirathi emerges and then got killed due to landslides. The forest guard wanted to go to Bhojbasa and then halt for the night there and left after urging us repeatedly not to trek very far beyond Tapovan and all. It was already late and our helpers came searching for us for dinner. We offered the caretaker to have dinner with us and we again had a nice feast. The one thing we realized was that we could not eat as much as we ate the previous occasion. It was quite cold and we were inside our warm sleeping bags in no time. If the weather were good the next day, we wanted to start as early as possible so that we reach Gomukh early and spend quality time there. The only sounds which were heard at this time were the sound of the flowing Bhagirathi, the fall of the raindrops on the tent and the occasional wind which blew past. Else, it was silent, an everlasting silence which all of us yearn once in a while.

Chirbasa-Gomukh trek and tent at Gomukh: Day 3

Rains had stopped when we woke up in the morning. The air was chill, very misty and visibility was almost zero. Morning tea was served right inside the tent. The hospitality of our helpers was beyond doubt. They wanted to make us as much comfortable as they can. After finishing the morning chores and breakfast, we were all set to start for Gomukh. All the tents and other accessories were packed. Our guide was extra cautious and wanted to ensure that we move only after the visibility improved a little bit. We waited for some more time and then started our trek towards Gomukh. Visibility was restricted to only a few meters ahead of us and it was very cloudy. The peaks of Bhagirathi which were very clearly visible from Chirbasa the previous day were not visible at all. The mountains on our left were still green and beautiful Himalayan flowers lined the sides of the trail as we kept on walking with the anticipation that the weather would improve slightly. We were also wary of the fact that the sides of the mountain on our left side seemed very loose and we saw rock tumbling down ahead of us. After walking for a few more kilometers along the winding but comfortable and beautiful trail, we could see an open bed of white sand on the valley below. We had reached Bhojbasa and the place looked extremely beautiful. You can have cricket ground here! We could see an ashram down there by the side of the Bhagirathi and a few houses which our guide told us is the GMVN rest house. Bhojbasa is the usual camping place for trekkers. We did not want to go down to the valley below and so continued on our trail. In a short while, we were able to see the mouth of Gomukh, the origin of the mighty Ganga at a distance. Fortunately, we were not able to see any of the makeshift tea shops which, it seems, used to be there on this trail every now and then during the season. That makes the trek much more pleasant I feel.

Between Bhojbasa and Gomukh, the width of the Bhagirathi was less and there were many open and sandy spaces on her banks. I can imagine how Bhagirathi would look like at this stretch during the rainy season when there will be lot of water flowing down from upstream. Our guide suggested that we put up our tent at a place which was around half a kilometer before the actual camping place at Gomukh. This place it seems was going to be right on the banks of the Bhagirathi and much more peaceful than the regular camping place for trekkers. So, we deviated from the trek path and started moving towards a side path on our right. In a short while, we could see a small beautiful tented hut ahead of us. Mr. Balbahadur told that a researcher stays there for 6 months in a year. Wow, that’s more like it, he belongs to our genre. The spot next to his hut was the ideal place for a tent and our helpers prepared the ground for setting up the tent. Meanwhile, we got introduced to the researcher, Mr. Bhim Bahadur who was associated with a faculty from Jawaharlal Nehru University in Delhi. He was kind enough to treat us for tea and for the type of weather at that time, tea was an elixir for recharging our energies. It was very cloudy with occasional short bursts of rain and damn cold. The tent was set up in no time and lunch preparation was on. Bhagirathi was just around 300m from this place and we walked towards the banks and also around the place to get a good view of the surroundings. Gomukh mouth was clearly visible from this place if you climb on any of the small rocks around. Today, I would rate this spot as the best place to camp on a Gomukh trek.

When we were sitting and chatting on the river bank, I could spot some movement on the other side of Bhagirathi. They were some animals and we were very excited. Initially, we thought they were some wild animals, but it turned out to be the Himalayan mountain goat, Himalayan tahr. They were camouflaged against the color of the rocks and it was difficult to sight them. We were delighted when we came to know from our guides that one has to be very lucky to sight animals during a Gomukh trek. From our location, we could have a glimpse of the Gomukh mouth at a distance and that’s where we were going the next day. We just walked around the rocky terrain by the side of the river before it was time for lunch. As usual, we had a big lunch and what do you think – we won’t take an after-lunch nap? Impossible, we are Indians, folks. We had a quick nap and during the evening we decided to take a walk towards the mouth of Gomukh to get a first view of what it looks like. It was drizzling, the view ahead was hazy and the trek path was slippery. One of our guides came with us and he told stories from the past when several people were killed in trying to reach to the mouth of Gomukh. We were at an elevation and we could see several rocks tumbling down from the top and it was dangerous surroundings. We were not able to see the Gomukh mouth very clearly due to clouds and mist. We located a safe place from where we could have a good look at the Bhagirathi gushing out of the mouth. It was a magnificent sight to see this great river at her origin. It was getting dark and we returned to our campsite. Dinner was under preparation and we spent the time chatting with Mr. Bhim Bahadur on his research activities. The night was very peaceful with only the sound of the flowing Bhagirathi to give us company.

... to be continued