I remember my body cursing me from every pore for going on a trek when I was out of shape. Actually my body curses me on steep inclines, period, but this time I had decided to go on a trek when a flight of stairs was a challenge. It had felt like I was struggling to emerge from a long, covid-induced hibernation and all the extra weight I had piled on. I had decided that the best way to recover from this daze was a kick-start in the form of a grueling trek.
Was chuckling through your description. Big bag or small bag, I was always asking, “aur kitni door hai camp?” But the rewards of trekking and hiking are always greater than the effort. Thanks for writing this.
This piece really resonated, perhaps because I've just returned from a trek myself. And I was asking myself (a heavily laden curt-nodder, same as you) precisely these questions during the inclines!
Superb writing, filled with great observations. And the Messner reference was top notch!
Awesome! Being a small-bagger, I
Was chuckling through your description. Big bag or small bag, I was always asking, “aur kitni door hai camp?” But the rewards of trekking and hiking are always greater than the effort. Thanks for writing this.
Thanks a lot, Binu. Also, there's a good chance I'm going to defect on the next trek! :P
As always, an excellent piece of writing. You are a remarkable storyteller!
Thank you so much, Srinivas! Very kind. Glad you liked it!
This piece really resonated, perhaps because I've just returned from a trek myself. And I was asking myself (a heavily laden curt-nodder, same as you) precisely these questions during the inclines!
Superb writing, filled with great observations. And the Messner reference was top notch!
Thanks so much, Rohan. Coming from you, it means a lot and I'm glad it resonated!
hahha Good one Curt-nodder
:D