After our first night at camp, we got up early and had breakfast. It was the most beautiful morning. The sun just coming up, the Himalayas snow capped mountains right across from our tent… just beautiful. A dream come true.
We got on the bus and rode for about an hour.
The terraces, made by men and women, working endless hours. They are so impressive.
Every time we went somewhere in the bus, we had to stop. Many times. There was always someone (from either bus) who got sick from riding in the curves. Quite a few of those times it was Lucas. Now we’ve confirmed, he has my motion sickness genes!
We arrived at the village of Kaddukhal.
We headed to our first hike of our camping trip.
We went to see Surkanda Devi Temple, a Hindu temple at 9,500 ft after a 1 km trek on a very steep hill.
The sound of these bells are almost familiar. But only because I’ve seen and heard them before on TV documentaries. Right now we were right here, doing it ourselves.
But to tell you the truth, walking is much more ‘present’ … if this is a way to say it.
Right here, this is a moment I will never forget. Seeing my family together, hiking, being outside, in India, seeing the Himalayas mountains in the background, their snow tops, melting with the clouds, touching the sky.
We hiked for a long time and we reached the temple,. With the view that we had, it looked like we were just few feet from touching the sky… or so it seemed like.