Lohagad

Vacations passed but with just one quality trek-Karnala. Then again did my usual home trek i.e. Parsik. First I went with Shivendu and Ninad. Then went again there in the same week with my college gang (would be putting up those two treks on the blog later). So finally the opportunity came my way to do a proper trek-Lohagad

One of my old friends, who is also my partner in crime in my class asked me if I would like to go to Lohagad. Although college had started the same week but this opportunity was too good to let go off. I was still in two minds as this would mean missing my Saturday lectures in class. I asked y parents and after having a very strict warning about missing any further lectures they allowed me. Soon more than a handful of my friends knew about it and were interested in coming for the trek. As it turns out every time many of them backed out with different reasons. My trusted lieutenant Tej and my partner of Raigad trek Akshay agreed to come. Ninad had told me that he was having exams so I didn’t inform him about us going and same with Shivendu.

The day of the trek came and I was pretty much excited. I was to meet Prasad and Akshay at Thane station. Tej ha already informed me that he was ready at Dadar station with his ticket of Indrayani express that we were to take to reach Lonavala. I reached thane station at quarter to six in the morning. Soon Prasad was with me. But I was very much worried about Akshay as I had no information about his whereabouts. I had tried calling him more than a couple of time but with no answers. We were still in the queue for tickets when Akshay called. He said that his train was late and he would reach sharp at quarter past six. So we took his ticket as well.

After taking our tickets we reached the platform where our train was going to arrive. I was already five passed six but with no signs of Akshay. Train arrived at ten passed six and was going to leave at fifteen passed six. I called him again and told him that he was going to miss the train unless he arrived in five minutes. He said that he would make it, but still I wasn’t sure about it. It was quarter passed six and train left, but still there was no sign of Akshay.

I messaged him that the train had left and what was he going to do now. His answer was one of the biggest surprises I would get on this trek. He said that he was coming to Lonavala by a bus! I was very happy to know that he was coming but still I had not seen Tej in our train and I was worried about him now.

I and Prasad were standing in the passage way. We were chatting about our previous trekking experiences. He had been to Lohagad twice before but he was still excited about it as if it was his first time. The weather outside the train was very much calm and cool. Mist was omnipresent and the air was very moist. The day was still to break. Trains halt was now at Kalyan station. Once there, a huge crowd boarded the train. We could hardly stand on our two feet but were comfortable once again after the crowd settled but still it was not like our previous condition. The dawn was just a few moments away. We could hear the chirping of birds around us when the train stopped. Occasionally a tea vendor would come but we were way more excited to settle down with a tea. After having spending around an hour and half in the train we neared Lonavala station. We were now planning our next action. Firstly were going to find Tej, then call our homes and finally take a note about Akshay’s whereabouts

As soon as we got down from the train the first thing I saw was Tej! I was very much relieved to see him there. Then introductions between Prasad and Tej were carried out. We were now moving out of the station towards some jeeps standing outside. We enquired there rates and when we got some out of the world answers we decided to forget the jeeps. So now we asked some Rickshaws about it. Same story was repeated here. By now we had very well understood about these people’s true intentions. So we let go of it all and moved towards good old state transport buses. Once in the bus station Akshay met us and soon we boarded the bus. The bus took us to the village of Malavali. The bus was empty and we were the only people inside it other than the conductor and the driver. 15 minutes later we got down having spent just Rs.4 each. This was in stark contrast to the Rs.150 asked by the Rickshaw.

Once in the village we started walking towards the village of Bhaje. But after asking some locals we came to know that it was quite a long distance, and we were already behind time. As luck would have it, a rickshaw stopped near us and took us to the village. From here our trek started. There were trees on both sides. Photography freak Tej was having a whale of time and I was getting very much impatient to reach the top of the fort.

On our way we passed Bhaje caves. These are some pre historic caves and have beautiful carvings inside them. We had planned to go there but considered it better to pass it of. So now we were on our way to the great fort of Lohagad. We could see the extended wing of the fort in front of us. It is called “vinchu kata”. It resembles the tail of a scorpion and that’s why it is called so. To our left we could see the huge sprawling fort of Visapur. It had some beautiful sights to offer. The morning was very pleasant and the sun was shinning upon us. Till now everything was fine except Tej, he was going mad with his photography and it was really irritating me. I was afraid that if the sun continued to shine so vigorously then we were going to be in for trouble.

I was telling them the history of the fort. I didn’t know much about it but was just reciting what I had read in my research prior to the trek. The fort was build during the reign of Satavahana dynasty. From them it went to the founder of Nizamshahi Malik Amber. Then after the fall of Nizamshahi, it came under the rule of Adilshahi dynasty. It was then captured by the great Maratha king Chatrapati Shivaji Maharaja. During his treaty with Mughals he had to give it away, but reinstated it five years later. As with all other forts of Maharashtra, Union Jack was hoisted on it in the dark year for the forts of Maharashtra-1818.

All of my fellow trekkers were astonished with this piece of information. I went ahead and told them about the other intricacies of the fort and now they were sure that I was here before and was just bluffing in front of them that it was my first trek here. Now the sun was hidden among the clouds and it seemed that it would rain any minute. The next thing we knew was that the sun was out again and shinning on us again. These hide and seek continued. By now we were in between Lohagad and Visapur. We could see many mountains in the background. I could even make out some forts among them like Tung, Tikona, and Korigad etc. Here we met an old local lady she told us some fable about a horse and a queen. To prove it she even showed some marks etched in the rocks below us which resembled human footprints and Horse footprint. No one among us believed a word that she said but considering her age and her willingness to make us aware about the fable (that I didn’t understand at all) we acted as if we really believed every word of it. We even thanked her and left. Nearby there were three small kids playing cricket. The bat that they were using amused me very much. It was a piece of wood with a very short handle and a long blade. It barely resembled a proper cricketing bat. Nevertheless those boys seemed pretty happy with what they had. It just proved the point of the cricket fever present in Indians. Even Tej and Prasad had a go with that “willow”. After having a snap of those kids we left them alone.

By now it was passed noon and we could just see the strong walls of the fort towering over us. We could even make out the trademark grey color on them. As we neared the fort it became more and more intimidating. We climbed a few stairs and were inside the fort. Very much unlike the other forts, it appeared well preserved and maintained. I got a very pleasant surprise to see the restoration of the fort being carried out. Very few forts in Maharashtra are being restored today. Mostly the forts lie with the burden of history on them, but they still stand tall and recite the stories of war heroes who created history. It is very saddening to see these witnesses of History in such a sorry state. The fort is simply huge and there is an air of mystery on the fort. The fort appears very much masculine and raw beauty. It exudes a confidence of its own.

After looking around and snapping tones of pictures we moved towards the summit of fort. Over here Prasad was very hungry and sat down for having some fruits. We were busy with our photography when a monkey appeared of nowhere and went straight towards Prasad who was having a banana. He was scared out of his wits and threw all the bananas in front of the monkey. The monkey ate them in no time. The trouble was still far from over. Another monkey appeared and stood in Prasad’s way as if asking for something. Now we were really scared as this one was bigger in size than the previous one. Prasad had a very bright idea and threw a rolled piece of paper from his bag long away. Both monkeys were attracted towards. This time was enough for us to run away from that place.

Admiring the scenic beauty all around us we reached the top of the fort. Fort has mainly 4 gate viz. “ganesh darwaja”, ”narayan darwaja”, “hanuman darwaja”, “maha darwaja” . At the top of the fort there are three mosques and a Shiva Temple. There are huge tanks of water build during the historic times. There is also a lake. After spending some time here we moved on towards the “vinchu kata”. If we look at its structure from its point of beginning it completely resembles the tail of the scorpion. To reach the end of this region we had to climb down a rock patch. It was one of the most exciting rock patches I have ever done. It was short but had lots of exciting points in it.

After completing this we met a guy. He was around 40-45 years of age and was talking to us as if he knew us from a very long time. Prasad being our public relations guy was overawed by him. Me, Tej and Akshay were really pissed of by his overfriendly behavior. The worst came when he chatted away Prasad from us and they were heading back towards the other end of the fort. Now was the time for action. We three called Prasad but he was far away to hear our voices. We had dropped our sack to rest and have lunch over here. We again repacked and started moving towards where Prasad was going. They had the same rock patch to do again. We knew that Prasad was slow on the rocks so it worked as our advantage. We almost ran for them. When we reached there, Prasad was negotiating the rock patch we had counted upon. I asked Tej to go after Prasad had completed as I no more trusted that guy. Tej who is really quick on the rock was besides Prasad in no time. I was very much angry with both Prasad and that guy. But now the time was to help Akshay complete the rock patch. He was a bit shaky as he could not get a grip due to his shoes. After helping him calm down and making him reach the top I followed suite and completed the rock patch. Once with Prasad I gave him a piece of my mind and asked him to do away with that guy. After around 5 minutes that guy was gone and we were having lunch in a hiding that kept us safe from the roving eyes of the monkeys.

Lunch was finished ad mist chatting and joking. Next half hour we were on our way down. The way downhill appeared small and comfortable. We reached the base village and were off to our homes, in no time.

During the trek I missed my brothers Shivendu and Ninad a lot, as they are always game to my idiotic adventures. I equally missed my friends Mayur, Bhavesh, Shaunak and Himanshu who were a part of my previous treks. I also missed my friend Gaurav who never comes with me for a trek, but I am sure that one day I will convince him to come with me. All in all this was one trek in my life that I won’t forget ever.

Trek to Karnala (Third time)

This is my third trek to Karnala, 19^th overall and the first trek that I had organized on my own. Already experiencing the terrain and tracks of Karnala fort I persuaded my friends to accompany me o this trek. I had started organizing and informing my friends about this trek a week before. I got nice response as well but it was short lived. With varying reasons many of my friends backed out and at last the only 4 of us were still at the wicket. Me (but obvious), Tej (my trusted lieutenant), Ninad (my brother), Mayur (College friend) were the only remaining for the trek.

Ninad met me at Thane station around 6:45am. It was very much unlike him to be on time but surprise he was on time. We moved on to the ST stand. We were chatting and Ninad was really excited as it was his long found dream to do this trek. We enquired at the ST stand as to when our bus would arrive and soon voila! The bus was before us. We boarded the bus and soon started our journey to Panvel. This was the first time that we were both going there together. The weather was really pleasant and we were having a good time in the bus chatting continuously and making plans for future treks. Suddenly my phone rang and Mayur was speaking. He was to meet Tej at Wadala station and then come to Panvel ST stand. He informed me that he had no contact with Tej and he was soon boarding the train without him. I was really disheartened but decided it was wise not to show it. I told Ninad about this and he also felt a bit sad.

By now we were very close to our destination. Our bus was just entering the bus stand when Mayur called again and said that Tej had called him and they both had already boarded the train. I was happy but still we had to do the huge daunting task of WAITING! This was not new to us, even during the Raigad trek we had to wait. So we enquired with the nearby rickshaw about the cost of going to Karnala fort. They told that it would take Rs.150. I was told that it won’t take more than Rs.25 each. We now enquired with the ST stand. The person sitting at the counter looked as if he was answering one word questions. He was least bothered about our questions. Our conversation was as follows :-

Question: Where would we get ST to Karnala fort ?

Answer: Here

Question: Which bus goes there?

Answer: Local.

Question: When would the bus come?

Answer: Very Soon

Completely disgusted by the way we left him and started roaming in the bus stand. Soon we got all the info that we needed from “here and there”. I called Mayur as to know where he was. He said that he was very near and would be meeting us in 15minutes. Soon after they met we boarded a bus which took us to base of Fort Karnala.

In next ten minutes after paying the toll we were on our way to the top. The way that leads to the fort had a huge board displaying the history of the fort. The jungle was lush green. There trees were dense. I had used this route a couple of times before and hence was familiar with it. Mayur was awestruck as this was his first trek. There were spider webs in our way and they were really difficult to handle. They were transparent and could only be seen if they were seen against sunlight. After negotiating this patch we were soon out of that patch but still the forest was present. I just love this feeling. It’s like going back to your origin. We are completely at nature’s mercy. We took some beautiful pictures of the spiders in there webs. They had really nice colors unlike the spiders we see in our house. They were not only beautiful but big too.

On our way we had a group ahead of us. They were very noisy and so we decided to overtake them and be at peace with our self. While doing this we climbed the first patch very quickly-this was the plus point. In doing this Ninad who is very careful climber tired himself. He was climbing really fast and was almost running.

By now we were clear of the group. Tej was leading with Mayur covering him. While was looking after Ninad. We took some snaps of various fascinating things that we encounter only in the forest. One such thing was a black leaf. I don’t know what it was for sure but it looked like it had survived a wild fire. We heard monkey calls at regular intervals. We took our first break after climbing for 30min. We had decided that we were going to do the trek in 1hour flat.

We were on level ground if you could really call it that. It was plain but with deep valley on either side. There was dense vegetation in the valleys below us. We could see some other forts around us. There were small villages in the valley too. After reaching the temple of Karnai Devi we prayed there for sometime and offered a coconut. It was really a nice coincidence that it was navratri. After paying our homage we left for the further climb. This was the only part of Karnala which can be called as difficult. I asked Ninad to be careful. He seemed exhausted by now. The sun was shining and we could feel the heat taking its toll. I had a vomiting sensation due to it. Carefully and slowly we completed this part and were just below the Pinnacle of Karnala.

We were not going to do it as rock climbing equipment and proper training is required to reach to the summit of the pinnacle. Tej was childishly asking us that we should give it a try! There are small water tanks carved in the base of the pinnacle. These tanks belong to the period when Satavahana dynasty’s rule. We roamed around the fort for another hour. The fort is very small and was used as an observation center during those days. We did some photography from here too. We could see Manikgad fort, Malangad fort, Dukes Nose Mountain and also the Matheran mountain range. The scenic beauty was breathtaking.

After wandering around we were soon looking for a cozy place to have dinner. Soon we discovered that it was a very daunting task. The afternoon sun was in its full glory and we could not find a single suitable place. So we settled near a wall of the fort. There were steps leading into the valley below. This was quite a desolate area and we laid our lunch here. After having lunch and chatting for another hour we started to descend.

We had just started and were still inside the fort when Ninad fell. His leg got entangled in something and he fell. Due to it he twisted his ankle. This was not the first time that this has taken place. Even during the Garbate point trek, this same ankle had twisted due to a fall. He was in quite a bit of agony. First we laid him down. Then I gave his ankle a rub and some basic first aid. After some rest he was again ready and raring to go. Again carefully we moved downwards. By now we were used to the sun. Descend was easy but still we had to be careful. When we reached down we were very much tired and had some beautiful memories.

During our trek we had kept nothing behind but our footsteps and brought along nothing but sweet memories.

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Karnala

This is my sixteenth trek. One of the most unexpected treks I have done till date. My cousin sisters from Dubai had arrived in India and were staying in Nerul. I had decided of spending the weekend with them. Shivendu and Atharva had also joined us. It was family get together in Nerul. We were free on Sunday and decided of doing something different. Baba suggested of going for a trek. Everyone agreed. Now the most important part was where to go for the trek? Karnala fort near Panvel was the most suitable location according to us and was finalized.
In the morning of 2nd August 2009, our crew consisting of Baba, Vijay Kaka, Vikram Kaka, myself, Shivendu, Atharva, Pari and Sakhi started off for the trek. We travelled to the Karnala bird sanctuary-which lies in the foothills of the Karnala fort –by a car. Over there we were joined by another relative of ours Mr. Pramod Saple along with his two daughters.
We started the trek at around 11:15 am. I had done this trek before. This was the first trek that Shivendu had done and I and Baba were his accomplices in this trek. So these were nostalgic moments for us. We took the way leading towards the fort just before the entry to the bird sanctuary. The route was well formed and we had no difficulty in finding the route throughout. Initially, I was leading the group and escorting Sakhi and Atharva along with me. We were followed by Pari, Ruchi and Shruti. They were being taken care of by Baba and Shivendu. The way was through dense forest. We could hear many animals and birds around us. A light breeze was flowing through the woods. It was pleasant to trek alone in these conditions but to do the same with two amateurs was a different ball game. Sakhi still being the kid was very difficult to handle and so was Atharva. Their excitement to reach the top was oozing out with every step they took. Sakhi was walking splendidly for someone of her age. She had good footing and balance on rock surface too. Atharva was the road runner waiting for no one and most of the times leading to huge gaps within the groups. Vikram Kaka, Vijay Kaka and Pramod Kaka were bringing up the tail of the group very slowly. They were almost different from our group.
We took our first halt after an hour. The place was a small plain area just after a boulder road. By now Pari and Shivendu was a bit tired but not still raring to go. Over here we decided of changing some things. Baba decided to lead with me assisting Shivendu. Shivendu usually climbs very fast in the beginning and then slows down considerably. During his all the three previous treks I was with him and know this very well. I was encouraging him and chatting with him. We were sharing some of the experiences of our previous treks and reliving them again. He needs a lot of motivation while trekking. I was trying to provide that to him now. We were moving ahead slowly and steadily. There was a cool breeze flowing. The sun was playing hide and seek with clouds. After another half an hour of trek we reached a small flat surface. Over here, there was a way leading to the fort and valley on both the sides. From here we could see greenery in the valley below us. In spite of the lack of rain, the greenery was endearing. Soon we reached an open flat surface from here we could see the main door of the fort. But to reach there we had to complete the small difficult portion. Baba along with Pari, Sakhi, Atharva, Ruchi and Shruti had already reached this point. They were waiting for me and Shivendu. Once there we took a breather and started off again. I was again leading and taking Sakhi with me. Shivendu was in close quarters behind me and was helping Pari and Atharva. Baba was bringing up Ruchi and Shruti. He was constantly asking me to wait after a few steps. He was also guiding us when we were on the move. Soon we completed this portion and I thought that now we would reach the foot of the pinnacle but it was not to be. There was one more ladder in between. This was also very much risky. The ladder was weather worn and broken. But we completed it in no time.
Now we had entered the fort through the main gate. From here we could see Vijay kaka, Vikram kaka and Pramod kaka reaching the flat open surface below us. They were asking us to come back. We told them that we would come back in about an hour and we continued towards the foot of the pinnacle. One side of pinnacle is flat and ends up in the valley below and the other three sides form the base on the fort. We saw a secret entrance of the fort and also the armory. There are cave dug in the foot of the fort to store food and water. There was stagnant water in there now. Many people were shouting there and hearing the echo over here. We also saw the place of execution over here. It was breathtaking. From here we could see other forts like Manikgad, Malangad. We could also see the Duke’s nose mountain from here. The view was awesome. The clouds had descended over here. The weather was sunny but still it was cool. After some time we started off again towards the open flat surface where others were waiting for us. Again while descending I was leading with Baba covering me and Shivendu bringing down the tail with Atharva. It took us another 15minutes to reach the spot where others were sitting. Once we reached there it was a huge celebration as Pari and Sakhi had just conquered their first trek and were the youngest in the group today. Everyone congratulated them. We had some food and water and bid adieu to the fort. Now descend was very peaceful and also fast. Shivendu and Atharva were leading again and I was bringing along Pari and Sakhi with me. At first halt Baba was on the lead along with Sakhi, Ruchi and Shruti. I, Shivendu, Pari and Atharva were in middle. All the kakas were in the last. Over here we found a very small stream flowing along our way. We were very tired and thirsty as we had no water with us. We decided to splash some water on our face to refresh. So we reached the stream. We removed our footwear and washed our feet. Washed our sweated faces in the water and were enjoying the cool stream when the kaka company reached this spot. So we had to regretfully leave the stream and move down.
In another 15 minutes we reached the place where we had parked our cars. Thus came to an end a nice journey through the wilds and conquest of Karnala fort.

Garbat Point

This is my fifteenth trek. I attained the trek details from Baba on Thursday and didn’t waste any time in informing all my friends about it. Ninad-my younger cousin- was ready and came over at my place on Saturday. In the morning of Sunday 2^nd August we left for the trek. Starting from my house at 5:30am sharp we reached Mumbra railway station around 6:00. We had to board our train to Bhivpuri at 6:20am. The train was on time and we soon joined our fellow trekkers who had already boarded train at previous stations. A journey of an hour and half took us to Bhivpuri. Over here we met our remaining team. Had a cup of tea at a nearby stall and soon started our trek.

The present route was through the large green plains. It was more of a stroll and less of trek. Soon we had a small introduction session and moved on for the rest of the trek. After walking for around half an hour we were in the foothills of our destination. Now the real trek had begun and with it our dose of adventure.

Soon after the climb had started we were experiencing mucky roads on which it was very difficult to get a foothold. Someone or the other was slipping on the routes. The climb was mainly on the slopes of the mountains. The lush green grass was providing the desired pleasure of trekking which we were looking for. The route through this grass was pleasant but only if you were not lying in the muck around due to slipping feet. We could see many waterfalls emerging through most of the mountains around. The lush green carpet laid by nature was very alluring. Feeling the beauty of the nature around us we were climbing to the best of our capacities. Till now we had not experienced heavy rain on this trek and were eagerly waiting for that to happen. We had experienced small drizzles but it was not at all sufficient for our rain thirsty minds and body which were craving for some heavy rains. And as if the some was hearing us the heavens opened up and started pouring heavily. This was just the experience we wanted to experience and were having that now. The rain continued for some time and we carried on with our trek.

By now the route had taken a serious change of terrain and had started to give us a hard time. This was especially taxing on some of the amateur members we had. The slopes had begun to steep a little but still it was walk able. Ninad who is an amateur was not having a fine time owing to the bad grip of his shoes and wet soil. He had slipped a couple of times but didn’t have any serious or major injuries. I was covering him up and looking for the easiest route to take. I had Mr. Date, Mrs. Deepa and Mrs. Suvarna with me during this patch along with Ninad and Baba. Baba was acting as the connecting link between our group that had gone a bit ahead and Mr. Date was keeping an eye on the group that was left behind.

Baba was also leading our small group and also guiding us as to what should we do and what to avoid. By now the road was not bigger than the space required to place one foot at a time. Ninad and the two ladies were having a real hard time. I and Mr. Date were helping them and providing them support when and were needed by them.

But our problems in the route was about to begin now. We could see some mean rocks in our way now. There were some members of the group that had opened the route on that rock patch. It was very disheartening to know that they were good 15minutes ahead us and were still negotiating with the rocks. The wind was blowing hard and fast. My raincoat was blowing badly in the wind and was appearing as if it would take me along with it. The wind only added to our woes. Baba clicked some nice photos of me and Ninad on this spot. By now there was some traffic just below the rocks. Ninad and Mrs. Deepa were ahead of me. Baba was covering us all by now. He asked me go ahead and help Ninad and others to ‘safety’ if you could really call it. So I went ahead and gave them support to get to the position I was at. The rocks had a steep valley on one side and a high cliff on the other. But this was only half work done as there was quite some distance of rocks to cover. Again there was some condition as the one we had encountered at the base of rocks. The route opener group stuck over here too and adds to it the traffic that occurred due to our arrival at that position. Soon someone suggested us an alternative route which no one was using. Soon I took it and reached almost the end of rocks. The same procedures again, bring the others up and move ahead. The only change this time around was that we had successfully completed this patch.

From this position Garbat point was touching distance away. We took a halt here and had breakfast at 11:30am. After halting here we moved towards our destination. By now rain and wind had started again and we were facing quite bad time. A walk of another hour through forest took us to our destination i.e. Garbat Point. Once here our victory reached sky high and the rain stopped. There were celebrations galore. Once our remaining group arrived we had a group photo session and then opened our lunch boxes. After filling our empty stomach we decided to move towards Matheran market which was very close. From there we were to go Charlotte Lake.

So we moved in that direction. After a walk of an hour and half among tall forest trees and amidst songs sung by us we reached a point which had three ways leading to different points in Matheran. We stopped here and everyone was of the opinion that we should descend now as it was almost time and it would take us around an hour to reach the market. So we started our treks descend along the rails of mini train. Had tea at a stall and moved down by using a taxi which took us to the Neral station.

With our arrival at Neral train station our trek had officially ended. This was one of the best treks of my life as I experienced all the things like rain, rock patch, natural beauty, fresh air and company of friends on this trek. This could be said as the one of the most successful treks.

Parsik Waterfall

This is my fourth trek to Parsik in almost three months. By now most of my friends and my parents are of the opinion that I am truly obsessed by the trek. For this trek the heavy rains and the view of waterfall from Shaunak’s place proved to be the catalyst. I was insisting Tej to come for the trek and with a little persuasion form Shaunak he agreed. This was his fourth trek too. We asked Akshay and Rajas too who had accompanied us for the previous treks, but making excuses they didn’t come. Even Ninad, who was with me during Raigad, had some other work. So the triad of trek maniacs left for the trek on 19^th of July at 9:00 am.

First of all we started the climb from a bit different route than the one we had used the previous time. But after that we ended up at the same spot. But now the same route was misguiding us. Last time we came, there was no grass only some trees shedding their leaves. This time round it appeared that there was green carpet laid all over the ground. It was treading into unknown territory. Making some wild guesses we made our way to the rift between the mountains that we had climbed the last time to reach the top of the mountain. Once at the foot of the rift we were in two minds again as to climb the rift which was filled with dense grass or to go by the edge of the rift which had comparatively less grass. I tried it but instead of tall grass there was heavy fungus every growth. So it was decided that we would be sticking to our old route now. By now we had tried to do things differently but ended with the same things. Traversing the rift was way much difficult than we had assumed it to be. The wet soil was making life hell. To add to it there were small insects in the grass like flies. These flies were different from the regular ones but seemed more notorious. But fighting all odds we made to the top in 45minutes.

Once on the top, we were rewarded with scenic beauty. Lush green lands around us seemed like velvet. The breeze felt like a force coming to greet us to the top. The winds through my hair, the light drizzle, enchanting greenery were the pleasures I wished to have and I had them right now. These are the wishes a trekker makes at the beginning of every trek and very few have their wishes fulfilled. I was a one such lucky trekker today. After spending a good half an hour we moved on.

By now the drizzle was transformed into light rain. But still it was pleasant. We moved on the hill that we had skipped last time due to some different objectives and short of time. But this there was no hindrance in our way up. Soon we were on the top and snapping pictures. At one end there were some boulders peeping out into the valley that lay below. So we decided to provide them company. In no time we were on the rock and peeping into the valley below. We realized that the rocks were protruding out of the hill and forming a overhang just below where we were standing. So without wasting anytime, we had our cameras out of their bags. After our fingers were tired of clicking, we sat for lunch. Shaunak had brought the very traditional and healthy “jhunka-bhakri”. After devouring it we moved into the woods nearby. They seemed like just a border to the grassland ahead. Over hear there was a small pond. This was very much like the ones we see in the movies. It was fairly big and numerous stones in to. Numbers of dragon flies were watching us over here. There was a tree at one end. Standing on the stones Tej and Shaunak snapped a couple of pictures. Over here there was a small way leading out of this place. We followed it and were soon in dense forest.

Over here we had no idea as to which way to go. Shaunak by now had started voicing his wishes to go the waterfall. I had never been to this place before even with my dad. So my guess to the road was as good as anyone. But ad mist this we could hear a small stream of water flowing. We reached the place where we could see the rivulet. Now we had an address as to where the waterfall was. Following it we found many fascinating insects, birds, stones etc. By now a number of other streams had joined our stream and a rivulet was formed. There was ankle deep water by now. It was very much safe and assuring to have the rivulet guide us. When I was a kid and used to accompany my father to Parsik hill he always took us to a spot which was very much near the big waterfall but very much safer. Now I was looking for the same spot and soon reached there. The nostalgic moments of 1999 which was the last time I had come here were being re lived by me. Shaunak was feeling as if he was in heaven on seeing this place. He likes water to a great extent and knowing this me and Tej kept him on a tight reign.

After spending about an hour in the water and another half in the greenery around we started to descend. After having had a bath in the water and with clean clothes on us we had no intentions of getting dirty again. I suggested the same route that my dad preferred. So we were on a nostalgic journey again. Even Shaunak was part of the group my dad had brought along once. This route was comparatively much easier and cleaner than the route we had taken to climb up. All three of us were very much pleased by this route. Tej was playing some soft music on his cell phone. The journey until now was very much pleasing. But this was short lived.

I heard something move in the forest on the slopes below us. I figured it out that it was a monkey. Soon there was another movement and Shaunak saw it too. It was some 100 feet below us. I asked Tej to stop the music. The music could be disturbing the monkeys. In this region-which is a natural habitat of these animals- disturbing them could be a huge mistake. So I instructed both of them to move quickly and make least noise possible. We found a small waterfall like formation in the rocks nearby and decided to climb down through it. Moving swiftly and cautiously through the waterfall we reached the hutments at the foothills. These hutments were the signal of completion of the trek.

Ajoba Parvat

This is my fourteenth overall trek. Baba had informed me about the trek a week in advance. I had informed my friends who were interested to come, but alas everyone was busy with some or the other reasons. I was a bit disappointed but it was short lived as I relieved myself by thinking that there were very few friends in my previous treks too and every trek gave me a couple of good friends to cherish. So I started the preparations for the trek.

As usual the trek was a one day affair. Full fledge preparations started on Saturday. It included packing of bag packs, which type of clothes to wear, what should be the breakfast and so on. Such Saturdays are usually very exciting for me, as I eagerly look forward to the trek on the next day. This trek with my father’s group was taking place after quite a while. The last trek with this group was Malangad. To add to the excitement Baba told me that there was a group of around 30 people accompanying us. More the Merrier. The night was just not passing. I was waking up almost after every couple of hours to check if it was time. We had to leave our place at around 4:30am. It was decided that everyone would be gathering at Kalyan ST stand. It was convenient to most of people to gather here. I and Baba left our place at quarter to five in the morning. We boarded a bus to Mumbra railway station. From here we boarded an Ambernath local and reached Kalyan. After reaching Kalyan we waited for some time in Kalyan railway station. After refreshing we moved on to the ST stand. On reaching there, we enquired for the bus which would take us to Murbad. We were told that there were buses to Murbad after every fifteen minutes. So we waited for other group members to come. We soon started getting calls from them saying that they are on the way. At 6:45am first member arrive were Mr. Shyam Kulkarni. Soon others followed in. At around quarter past seven most people of the group were present with a few exceptions. So it was decided that those who had arrived would be leaving for Murbad. Baba and Mr. Suresh Santanam would wait for the rest of the people to come. So we boarded the ST. In ST the head count was 29. After buying tickets for everyone most of the people went asleep or were seen chatting with each others. Most of them being from MBPT they had much in common to talk about. Whole of the Sawant family had come. They consisted of three ladies namely Ms. Aishwarya Sawant, Ms. Manali Sawant and Mrs. Sneha Sawant. They were headed by Mr. Sanjay Sawant an old group member and our family friend. It took us forty minutes to reach Murbad. Once we reached Murbad we waited for our accomplices who were coming a bit late. Once the late latifs arrived we all boarded another ST to Shenve village. In the bus the headcount had increased to 35 owing to the latecomers. From here we reached Shenve village in another 30minutes. The bus ride was galore with songs ranging from Devotional songs to flirtatious songs. That was a very enjoyable ride. In Shenve village we had breakfast and tea. From here we boarded a jeep to reach to Dehne which was a village at the foot of Ajoba parvat. To carry 35 people we required three jeeps. The jeep ride was hell of a ride as 15 people were cramped up in the 9 seated jeep. In the jeep, we had Mr. Suresh Santanam entertaining us with his songs. It was a live in concert for on demand songs. Meanwhile at Dolkhamb village we were joined by some more accomplices. After reaching Dehne village in 45minutes we heaved a sigh of relief as this was the last ride which was t take us to our trekking destination for the day.

Once at Dehne, we made a headcount again and this time the number had swelled up to 39. Rounding it to 40, this was the largest group we had ever been with for a trek in Shyadris. After a formal introduction we started our trek. The age trek members varied from 16 year olds to 60 year olds. For onlookers it was like a huge rally up the hills. The weather was a bit misty. The rain clouds were eyeing us. The peak of Ajoba was chatting with the clouds. The nature was at its glorious best. We could see huge landscapes colored in every shade of green. There were dew drops on the leaves and the cool morning breeze was very much pleasing. After walking for around 45 minutes on a huge plateau like land we were greeted by rains. Heavy rains were all we were wishing for and that wish was fulfilled. We at once wore our raincoats. But still they could not help us from getting us wet all over. After tormenting us for some time it was reduced to a mere drizzle. But this was more pleasing than before. The clouds had landed on us and were playing hide and seek. Now we had entered the jungle region. There was muck all around. Those wearing floaters or sandals were having a hard time maintaining their balance and keeping their feet on the ground. While on the other hand those with shoes had to bear with wet sock and toes. This nature trail was providing us with magnificent views of the sprawling mountain ranges surrounding us. It was fabulous experience to witness the nature in these ornaments.

After trekking for around two and half hours we reached the ashram of sage Valmiki. It is said that the tomb of the great sage is on this mountain and here is the place where he taught lord Rama’s sons Luv and Kush. There are caves at the pinnacle were it is said that there are foot prints of Luv and Kush and also the cradle of Lord Rama’s wife Goddess Sita. From here we moved ahead to the waterfall nearby. The waterfall was a sight to behold. The cool water was what our tired bodies needed. A couple of minutes under the water fall were enough to reenergize us all. Soon everyone was looking for a place under the waterfall. I too secured a small place and enjoyed the cool water. But within ten minutes I was out of it as the ice cool water was making my toes numb. I didn’t want to risk contracting hypothermia so moved away. Everyone went back to the ashram from where we had come from. It was a perfect place to have lunch on a happening day like this. Soon we changed into dry clothes and kept my hunters to dry. Once everyone had changed we sat for lunch. Everyone had mice squeaking in their tummies. Soon the lunch was laid out and delicacies were shared. Everyone had brought something of their own. There were a few cows and a calf at the place where we were having lunch. They were so very interested in our food that every now and then they would inspect as to what we were eating then. After having lunch we cleaned up the whole place and sat for some cultural activities. Here again Mr. Suresh Santanam accompanied by Mr. Shirsekar enthralled us with a wide range of songs. The songs accompanied with the magical music of the drizzle were more than what one could ask for. After songs were sung we had a small photo session. We hung on the aerial roots of a nearby banyan tree. We also visited the shrine of sage Valmiki. There are a couple of scriptures over there carved on flat vertical stones. They are said to depict a story. But it is very tough to decipher the story. After trying to decipher the script we gave in started to descend.

Now the rain was not at all there. The wind was blowing and soothing us. The muck that we had encountered during ascend was comparatively very less. We reached the plateau region in around and hour and had a halt here. We decided to play football here. After playing for a good half an hour we were dead tired and had no energy left to climb down. So we had a group photo session so as to provide with some breathing time for us players. After taking another 15minutes snapping pictures we continued with descend.

While climbing down we discussed about next trek as to where it should be. Many options were coming up and many were being rejected as to being risky to complete in rainy season. It is very difficult to climb rock patches in monsoon as there is lot of fungus on the rock owing to the continuous contact with water. Such treks have to be done in winter season. While we were discussing all this we never knew when we reached Dehne. Soon we boarded a jeep to Dolkhamb. From there we reached Asangaon. Train from Asangaon took us to Mumbra were me and Baba disembarked. Bidding farewell to everyone and hoping to meet them all again on the next trek we parted our ways.

With this trek I recorded my fourteenth trek and another marvelous experience.

Parsik Conquered

                           This was my second attempt to attain peak of Parsik-4 with my group. Last time we had tried in month of April and we had failed miserably owing to very bad planning and resource management. This time round I had decided to do the trek with those friends who were seriously passionate about this trek. Tej was the first buddy to say yes to the trek. Then was Shaunak who confirmed in affirmative and Rajas was a surprise entry. We started off from my house at 9am. Shaunak’s dad had come to drop him. After giving us advice to be cautious he left.

                      We had decided to climb by a known way that was from behind the hill following the stream that comes down the hill. So we started moving towards the backside of the hill. While moving through the low lying slums finding the route towards it was very difficult. So we decided to take the route that would take us to the very foot of the mountain but above the reaches of the slum. We got a small way between two houses we moved up towards the hill. While moving through the space between the houses we came upon a stray dog. On seeing us visitors he got aggressive and started barking on us. He didn’t stop at that he started moving towards us. He was really very scary. But once we were out of his territory, he left us.

                    We were right at the foot of mountain now. We could see almost the whole slum from here. Mountain now appeared huge and boisterous. It took us fifteen minutes to reach up to here. We waited to catch our breath before starting the climb. Having decided the way climb we started off. The way was good. The climb was easy. We had expected the ground to be mucky after the rains on previous night. But it was drier than our expectations. Now it appeared that we were moving through the gap between two mountains. Now the route had started to show its real colors. The ground became slippery due to lose soil. Rocks were few and scattered. We were having a hard time maintaining the grip. The trees in our way were of huge help to hold on to. Now it was visible that we had taken the shorter route that would be taking us straight to the top of the mountains without any bends or turns. But as it is known, the shorter routes are always the most difficult ones. So we were witnessing the fury of the route now. Shaunak and Rajas were having a very difficult time doing this patch. The patch was not dangerous but it was very difficult to stand on two feet here. This patch was taking us more time than we expected. I was helping Rajas while Tej was handling a restless and over-zealous Shaunak. After negotiating this patch successfully we reached the top of mountain. We were below a huge reflector placed on top of the mountain. There was another reflector some 200m away. From here we could see complete Kalwa, Thane, Mulund and Mumbra. The view was enchanting.

                       Reaching this peak brought nostalgic moments with it. I had come to this top after a gap of 6 long years. Before that this was a regular monsoon trek for us. This was second trek that I had done as a kid. My dad was always the organizer for this trek. My other friends and neighbors would accompany me on this trek. There were many other passed moments associated with this trek. Now I was the organizer. It was like stepping into my dad’s shoes. I could feel the responsibility I was carrying with me. My fellow trekker’s belief that we are secured with guy could be felt by me.

                       I called my granny who stays nearby. I told her that we had reached the peak and could see our building. My friends too called their respective homes. The view was breath taking. We see long distances of sky scrapers on one side, while on the other hand we could see the huge mountain range, the tall trees and dangerous heights we had reached. After adoring this scene and bring back those forgotten days we started our journey again. 

                         Now our aim was capturing the peak of Parsik-4. It seemed impossible from the way we had tried before, but from here it seemed as if it could be conquered. So we went for it. There were again two routes to move there. The first one was very obvious that went through the peaks of Parsik-2 and Parsik-3. The other way was like a bit off road but seemed challenging and virgin. Young blood running in our veins didn’t allow us to take the obvious route. So we opted for the second one. This route was easier than we deemed it to be. There were tall trees thought. We could feel the depth of the valley below. Soon we struck a rock patch. It was the most comfortable part of the whole trek. After completing this part we were around 50 feet below the summit of Parsik-4.

                      We could see a rock structure above us. We decided that we would do it until it could be manageable and much risk is not needed. So we set off with me in lead followed by Shaunak and Tej bringing up the tail. I was moving steadily making sure that all the holds were strong and would bear weight of four people. While moving I was also telling Shaunak what to do and where he should be careful. Shaunak too followed me quickly. But the task was to bring Rajas up. He was an amateur trekker on his very first trek. To negotiate with such rock patches on very first trek is nothing someone would like. I left Shaunak behind and decided to check the remaining route. I was moving on steadily and slowly. Shaunak was asking me every now and then whether I had reached the top. I was telling about the progress. This communication was by medium of screaming to each other. Meanwhile, Shaunak and Tej helped Rajas to reach above. Once Rajas was up, it was just a matter time before Tej was up.

                      At around the same time, I reached the peak and my joy knew no bounds. I screamed aloud to tell them that we had done it. Soon everyone was there besides me. We were sitting close to each other on those 10 x 15 feet of space. There was nothing around us to brace our fall. We were cautious about our every moment on that place. Tej was playing blues and Bryan Adams on his cell phone. These are some of the moments that a trekker remembers for the rest of his life. After enjoying the view we decided to climb down.

                       Climbing down was a much more difficult task than climbing down. At first it was decided that we would be moving in the same formation as we climbed up, but on later thoughts it was not sensible to keep two amateurs like Shaunak and Rajas together. So I sent Shaunak ahead and asked Rajas and Tej to wait. Once I escorted Shaunak through the rock patch I came back to take Rajas and Tej. On reaching the spot we had climbed down through I realized that Shaunak was still there and had not went clear of the rock patch. On enquiring he told that he was feeling a bit dizzy! This was the last thing one needed on this rock patch. So again asking Tej and Rajas to wait I helped Shaunak down and then started to take Rajas through with the rock patch. He was very much in state of panic and under confidence. So I and Tej first brought up his confidence by telling him again and again about how easy it was to climb down and asking him not to look at the valley below. After he was a bit fine we decided to take him through one step at a time. Tej was guiding him from behind and me from the front. I was guiding him as to where the holds were and how he could get grip from it. After guiding him through and making sure that Tej was through, I checked on with Shaunak. He was feeling better now. We decided to move down as quickly as we could risk too. Soon found a cozy place under a small overhang in the very rock patch.

                        Now we were very safe and it was just a matter of time before we could get down. So we had some eatables that Shaunak and Tej had brought with them. By now we could feel our water reducing. We were facing a crunch in quantity of water we needed. So making smart use of water by using very less and keeping more for future need we moved on. While moving down we reached a point from where we could capture Parsik-3 in a matter of minutes. So it was decided that we would do it too. Once there we took snaps in all angles possible and moved on towards Parsik-2 which was also very much near. On top of Parsik-2 there was a huge plain surface. It was very much flat than we could find on some mountain top. After taking a small break over here we decided to stop our adventure and retreat.

                       But our adventure ceased to end. Shaunak was again and again bugging us to climb down through a different route. So we gave in and started moving towards that direction. But after covering some distance it dawned to us that there was no way and the only way which appeared to go down had much more risk than we would bargain for. So I, Tej and Rajas were of the opinion to find some other route. But Shaunak was adamant and so was I. He moved towards the route while I held my ground that we won’t be going that way. But I am also known to out stubborn anyone. After a few shouts from Shaunak that there was a small place to go down, I held my ground. But still Shaunak stood stubborn. So as an ace in negotiating I told him that I was calling his place. This was a thing that he was most afraid of as this would mean that this would be his last trek. I would never have done that as it would only spread panic at his household. But the trick worked and my old friend was back. After scolding him to no end we walked back. Tej had found a dried rivulet through which we climbed down the mountains. In another half an hour, we were at Shaunak’s place viewing the photos in his TV that we had snapped this morning and reliving the experience once again.

                       This was my 5^th trek to Parsik-1 and first to Parsik-2, 3 and 4. I enjoyed it a lot as there were some things we had not expected before the trek that we had done in this trek.