The water gushed from small-medium streams before joining the river Ganga below. The water in the streams is much clear that the main river which carries a lot of mud from the mountains
The path somewhere had barricades which had probably seen better days. Now there are just poles and a steep fall down.
The steep fall down into the river below
I was totally exhausted. The thought of walking more than 9 kilometers was taking a toll on me. It was scenes like above which was the only inspiration to walk forward.
As we kept walking, we had finished our water and for the last 1-2 kilometers, we had no water. It was difficult to believe, but 7000 meters above sea level, I was sweating and thirsty.
Vijay and Raju were walking ahead of Mathew and I. Finally they had to stop to let us catch up. I was totally exhausted but not ready to go yet. I had never came back from a trek even though I had huffed and puffed. This time it was different. I was out of breath and I had a terrible headache which was slowing us completely.
Vijay looked at me and he knew that I had big problem going ahead. He just wouldn’t allow me to carry on and convinced me to go back. I had to be eventually shouted at to go back. I had to admit I was terribly disappointed. We waited as people were moving ahead and some were returning back to Gangotri.
With much reluctance, we walked back. Even coming down took more close to three hours. Coming down all tired up, it really looked like a good decision abandoning the trek rather than be a hero
The roofed road to Chirbasa
The dusty and green road!!!