Wednesday, 14 March 2018

How we tripped in Kasol and How we tripped from the ladder!!


We started our trip with the shabby and quick Haryana Roadways from Jaipur to Delhi, since we were all acclaimed travel experts(laughter here and there) we thought that travel time to reach Delhi would be under 7 hours(with all the expertise of google maps and not taking into the account the usual Delhi traffic).
This experience was actually planned by us to close a rather stressful year but since the year did not end and the stars were not in our favor(obviously) the experience turned out a mirror of our year passing(Full of downs and ups).
Our per-booked bus from Delhi to Bhunter was at 7.05 pm and we reached the bus stand at 7.30 pm and missed the bus by “a slight margin”. We were backed into a corner and because of the above reasons(our assumed expertise in travel) our ego was not ready to pay extra for the tickets already booked. We called the bus driver and noted down the nearest point the bus would stop for a “loo-break” and we were pumped enough(since it was only the beginning) to go after a Roadways bus in the next roadways bus to catch it.

Kasol Himachal Haryana Tosh Hike Trek
Ending your year in Haryana Roadways


Believe it or not, but we caught the bus by 11.30 pm and majestically shivered through rest of the journey with the occasional relief cups of tea without any further adventures for the night. We got down at Jari, a small and beautiful place near Kasol. And had a huge breakfast.
Our stomachs were full with breakfast and tea(lots of it) we wanted to stretch our legs and thus we started our 7 Kms trek towards our camping ground.


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