Showing posts with label Sandakphu. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sandakphu. Show all posts

Saturday, 30 July 2016

Reminiscence of Sandakphu - Wanderwomen's journey - Day 6 - Rimbik, Dhotrey, Mirik, Siliguri

The last day was something that I can never forget in my life. We all woke up very early to get ready. 
Before that last night something awesome I dreamed. I dreamed of us watching the Sleeping Buddha 
solely. I was joyful to see the dream itself and while coming out of the hotel, I was telling the same 
thing to my mates. We all basically laughed at my dreams as we knew how weird that was. People say that dreams of early morning do come true. But for me it was proved on that day. While coming via Dhotrey, one of our co passanger of the vehicle, just poked me and told, see Kanchanjangha. I was like what ?? I saw at my left. What was that. It was sleeping buddha. I still remember  the way I shouted. I shouted like no one was there. We all got down. I was seeing my dream coming true. Only we people were there solely, just opposite to the Sleeping Buddha range. I got tears of joy in my eyes. It was heavensome. Milky Kanchanjangha and the sunrays falling up the peaks. Ahh !! my trip was just perfect now. For your information, Dhotrey is beautiful. Via mirik we returned back to Siliguri and that's all. Our trek was over and it was one of the most memorable one.

PC : Arpita Di




Dhotrey


PC : Sanjukta Di

PC : Sanjukta Di

PC : Sanjukta Di

PC : Sanjukta Di

PC : Arpita Di .... Mirik


PC : Arpita Di .. We reached Siliguri and this was the last pic of the trip

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Reminiscence of Sandakphu - Wanderwomen's journey - Day 5 - Srikhola, Rimbik

The morning at Srikhola was tremendous. It was Monday. We all were hell tired and our legs were barely able to move. We all woke up but there was a pleasant surprise waiting for us. We heard the rain. The heavy rain. Can you imagine yourself at a wooden cottage just near the speedy mountain river and you are watching the heavy rain falling over the glass windows. The massive sound of river waves and the roar of lightening made us to lie down even more. We were not in a moood to get up and walk. We just wanted to feel the rain and the weather and of course we all were feeling too lucky to spend a Monday like this. 


Later we all got up and had our tea and all. After standing near the window and watching the river 
flowing, we became super women and got tremendously energized. We dolled up and thought to shoot pictures near the Srikhola Bridge. After all girls right ? We always tend to find places to pose for an awesome Profile Picture. We all went to the bridge and did shoots. Laughed like anything. Shot some selfmade videos (Funniest in the whole trip and memorable too. Something I can not share) and then we headed towards Rimbik. Rimbik is just 6kms from Srikhola and the road is easy. Vehicles are easily available towards Rimbik.

Srikhola Bridge from our Room window


Sanjukta Di and Arpita Di

Naiwrita and Me



Well Rimbik blew me with its serene calmness. A very small village/town in Darjeeling District and a 
very neat one. A must visit for weekend short trips. I won't say there is much to see as such landmarks. But if you love mountain and you love escaping, you can surely escape there. After reaching Rimbik, me and Arpita di never stopped. We just walked and walked. Wherever our eyes were reaching out. We explored rimbik. We visited schools, sat beside the clouds and spoke with the nature. I can not describe how beautiful we both were feeling. The weather was pleasant. We could feel the lite chilled wind passing down our ears. There is a very big monastery in rimbik. That should be visited if you are going there. Till the dusk swallowed the sunrays, we walked. We just walked and felt the mountains. It was our last day so me and Arpita di were keen on spending every single seconds. After we came back, we had Garma Garam Pakodas with hot cups of tea. It was the time to pack our sacks in final mode. We were sad. We knew we were going to miss Mountains a lot. One thing we had in our mind, a feeling of regret. We trekked this high but could not see the Sleeping Buddha in the way we imagined. We were literally sad to leave Himalaya.

View from Hotel


Rimbik Monastery


Studies going on

We were not trekkers. We were posers now


I forgot his name 



Streets of Rimbik







Lunch break


Yay play time

That Cute School 

I wish I could show you all how these kids were playing.


A very sweet thing happened there. Me and Arpita di were doing hi to the kids
in the class out there. Can you spot the windows ? The teacher was already
in the class and the backbenchers were following us. They were too cute to do all the stuffs.
As if they were seeing through us. Loved being there.



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Friday, 17 June 2016

Reminiscence of Sandakphu - Wanderwomen's journey - Day 4 - Sandakphu, Gurdum, Srikhola

Well well well.. Let me check when did I post on Sandakphu for the last time? 15th May .. Oh My God !! I know I have been very irregular on my blog and I have so much to write too. Anyways.. read my last posts on Sandakphu here. DAY 1, DAY 2 and DAY 3. 


People trek towards Sandakphu just to witness one thing and that is the Sleeping Buddha escorted with The EVEREST. Even we had that wish only. But we had really a tremendous luck (cut the crap) and the weather was super cloudy and misty. Keeping high hopes we still went to check if we could. But the result was not that much pleasant. We laughed at us, sang some songs and then got ready for the down trek. But yes we made sure that we would visit Sandakphu along with Phalut someday again. 


We had to trek 18 kms down & of course that was not easy job for us as already our shoulders and knees were being loved by Volini every night. But when it comes to walk through forest and silent Jungle, all the pains just fade. It happened with us too. When we were gradually moving down, we realized that this was our best day of Sandakphu trek. The scenic view was awesome. Forest was changing its color time to time, it was changing its density even. The colorful Rhododendrons were nodding, bees and birds were making beautiful noises and the weather. The calm and serene weather was too romantic to sing songs. We walked, we sat, we ate and then we walked again. Like this (we too even had no idea) we reached Gurdum. It took around 6 hrs to reach there and the way we were starving, could be compared with the long lived hunger strikers .. We had noodles and rice and then bang on. Gathered more energy life and started moving for Srikhola.




Arpita Di and her Camera 

Chai busy clicking us







Our co trekkers

oh Daphne ♥

Besties of Childhood... Me and Naiwrita

I loved the color




Exhausted but look at our smile... Camera ready always


Can you spot Gurdum ?? We had to get down there.
Long way to go still

Like Secret world of Arrietty


Almost reached Gurdum

She was very warm. One of the NRI Co trekkers.

Road of Roses

Yay... Gurdum.. HALT



Khola means River I knew and from Gurdum itself, we could hear the sounds of falling water. As we were moving faster towards Srikhola, the sound intensity was higher. Basically I was tired saying wow each and every time. No people were around. We 5 girls were there only. Slowly climbing down and trying to locate the route of Srikhola. Our toes were tired. In downtrek, your knees and toes are the parts to be affected most. For us it was same. We walked, walked and walked. Then we met the dawn. Still we were in search of the route of  Srikhola. It was bit scary and adventurous to get lost in mid of the jungle and that too when the sun was set already. We had only one thing in mind, we had to reach. We followed the footprints of our previous trekkers and tried to locate the way. After few meters we were making sure that we were moving right or not. Then when we discovered the lights down, we were sure that we were on the right track. But the roads were too scary. Full of unstable stones, mud and risky slopes. Finally when we reached Srikhola it was around 7 PM. We cheered and smiled big.. Yes


On the way to SriKhola





That's all guys .. Will be back again with new posts. But when .. no idea ;) keep on reading.


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