I went Hiking a few days ago to this place called Peth fort. I like to go trekking, but dont go as much, because I'm a lazy ass, but this time, I managed to convince Super Unconcious girl and Music Boy to come along with me. Actually Music boy didnt need much convincing. He's the only person I know, who's game to go anywhere,anytime. I could learn a thing or two from him because I'm afraid I can be a bit of a tight ass. I think for ages before doing anything, I weigh the pros and cons, I would make lists, tables, charts and figures analysing the whole thing if I wasnt such a slacker. But I digress....
So, anyway, we paid up and asembled at Punjabi chandu halwai at dadar tt at 6 30 am (its a miracle either of us made it in time, super unconcious girl like me has trouble with early mornings and Music boy was working until 4:00 am that day). Our Guide for the day was Neville, who looked like he still hadnt got passed puberty.We were assured he was an accomplished trekker and none of us were in any danger of falling down a cliff or anything.There were about 18 of us altogether, which included this old couple in their 50's, who tried to recruit all of us to run the stan chart marathon next year, I of course stayed away from them, didnt want to catch their enthusiasm. There was this big group of gujratis, the yuppie kind. they acted exactly the way I behave when I'm drunk, obnoxious and loud but kind of funny.
So anyway,it took us around 2 and a half hours to get there. The damn Bus was really uncomfortable, its like the India Outdoors people hired the cheapest fucking bus possible, there was no leg room whatsoever.
We trekked about 15 km that day, though Neville lied to us at the beginnning and said it was just around 6 km, I guess he didnt want any of us chickening out before we'd even begun.
The hike uphill was long,painful and made even harder because it was so friggin hot. Not a drop of rain.. Ofcourse, quite predictably we all enjoyed being ugly tourists and asking our guides, when it would rain, every 5 mins.
I remember being stuck in a particularly precarious position, I couldnt get a good grip and didnt know where to put my foot. I was a little ahead of the others, so no one else was around. This guy somewhat ahead of me, looks at me and yells quite uselessly,"Its all in the mind"....bastard, wtf..I hate it when people mouth such meaningless shit. Something like "You can put your foot here" would have been more helpful. Anyway, I finally find my balance and get out of there and resolve not to try and show off and stick with the group.
At the base of the peak, which supposedly resembles an upturned funnel, (but I totally did not get that...not by any stretch of imagination) we camped for an hour or so at this village. It was strange actually, we walked right through people's houses but they didnt seem to mind.
We then proceeded to trek uphill towards the peak and it was pouring by then. We reached the top, where there was this huge cave and some enterprising young boys were selling cutting chai.
Anyway, I had such a cool time, especially being there with two of my best friends and the place was so pretty,I look at the pictures now and think I should have looked around somemore and not been so worried about getting my pants dirty.
The pictures are up on flickr, so go see and admire
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