Wednesday, June 20, 2012

To Heaven and Back (Harishchandragad Trek, Feb - 2012)

(P.S.)' - Not all Sahyadri Rangers folk are fukats like me. Office going hard working perpetually busy professionals. So I'm having little trouble getting all the pictures from them. But since its been 4 months now I'l post this anyway. Yes I know its extremely dull, long and boring without pictures but bear with me. Photos shall appear as soon as I get them. And if you didn't crack that already, I used a complement up there as I couldn't really find  the opposite of P.S. #LikeAnEngineer

Ever since I had started trekking, there was one place I always wanted to be. HARSHCHANDRAGAD! When it comes to amazing treks around Maharashtra, nothing comes close to Harishchandragad. As I have said in an earlier post this is a dream trek. Irrespective of the time, season, day you visit, if Konkan Kada doesn't take your breath away, nothing will! Be warned this is going to be a very long post. Even then I'd barely be touching the experiences we've had in these two amazing days. Just Icebergs.

Konkan Kada
(Click to zoom. The white dots on the top are people. Yes its that huge!)

I had just got my Sem 5 result, cleared with a decent score. Just when I was talking to Vishwesh about the result he replied with greetings and a note. "This ones for you. Harishchandragad  on 4th-5th" it said. Sone pe suhaga I thought! Getting the permission from home was easy as they were quite happy about the result. They hardly knew I was giving some important college duties a miss (got into trouble later for doing this) in going for the trek. So there it was, all set, ready for Harishchandra.

Harrishchandragad Trek, 4th - 5th February, 2012 (Kay bhi, tension, nai!):

The troop
I left home at about 11.30pm on Friday, 3rd Feb. We had to take the last Kasara local from Dadar at 12.30pm. It was there that we realised from the intitial 6 members, only 4 had turned up, 2 dropped out last minute. This was a very small group considering we had something as huge as Harishchandragad to cover. It was only Kedar, Sushant, me & Vishwesh for the Sahyadri Rangers this time.

We reached Kasara at 3:15am. About 20 minutes late. We were supposed to take a passenger train from Kasara to Igatpuri. But to our surprise there wasn't a single train until 7 in the morning. Waiting till 7 would have screwed up every bit of planning that we had done. We just had to find a way to get to Igatpuri somehow. Just about then we saw a few brake coaches arrive to which engines were being joined. Inquiring we learnt those coaches were being sent to Igatpuri, but we weren't allowed on that brake train. Knowing that was our only way out, we went all out at the guard to convince him to allow us, no stone unturned. He finally agreed  and we were off.

The brake train
This brake train travelling was one hell of an experience. Just to give you an idea, a brake coach is the last coach you see in old hindi movies, its open, has a balcony sort of thing, that! This was the first (and probably the only) time I was travelling on an open train. I have been through rail tunnels a million times but never did it feel so epic! Seeing the complete tunnel from inside, even the top, noticing the temperature change as soon as the train entered the tunnel, it felt amazing! The chilled air (mid-winter), pitch dark surroundings were making the journey even more enjoyable. We reached Igatpuri by 5.25am and rushed straight to the Bus Stand for an ST bur to Rajur. A cutting chai each and we were on a bus to Pune, that would take us to Rajur.

Insides of a tunnel
The bus took about 2 hours to reach Rajur. Picturesque views of the mighty Bhandardara dam en-route made for an incredible bus journey. After breakfast at Rajur we took a jeep to the base village, Pachnai. On the way we stopped near a river for another experience, a dump in the open, my first, felt weird but relieved :P Sad how millions of Indians have to live this way! We reached Pachnai by about 11.30am where we had our go-to man 'Prakash' waiting for us. The Rangers had met him on a previous trek to Harishchandra. He pitched tents and did related stuff on the top of Harishchandra, we were already good friends with this guy. As long as there was Prakash, in his typical village tone, "kay bhi, tension, nai!!"

We soon refilled our bottles and started our ascent. Thre route from Pachnai is the simplest one. Although there are 7 different routes to reach Harshchandra, we chose Pachnai as it was the least time consuming. We wanted maximum time at the top. We were quite relaxed while climbing, there was no rush. Taking short halts at scenic spots, we reached the top in about an hour. Prakash cought up with us with our tent and mattresses giving us valuable info about different routes and peaks around.

A weird plant and a lizard spotten en-route
We decided to first go to Kedareshwar temple which was in a cave. A shivaling in the middle of icy cold water. We took it as a challenge to complete at least 3 pradakshina of the shivaling. A chill ran down my spine the moment my foot touched the water. The water was outrageosly cold. Some 4-5 degrees it must have been. As I went further in the water I went completely numb. I couldn't even feel any of my body below the waist. They even made a video of everyone's reactions on entering the water :P I quickly took a full dupki, paid my respects to Kedareshwar and was out within 10minutes. Even though the water wasn't that deep, its temperature, the fact that I couldn't swim and the claustrophobic feel of the cave had got the better of me. Vishwesh, Sushant and Kedar however completed the pradakshina and did a small abhishek while I took it all on video. It was here that we met Bhonsale and group.

Harishchandreshwar Temple
After Kedareshwar we moved to the Harishchandreshwar temple. We decided to have lunch here itself since we were all getting hungry and it would have been too late to reach the Kada (where we were staying the night) and have lunch there. The temple is a beautifully carved masterpiece and has an iconic kalas. Entire temple, surrounding caves and that enclosure is set up on a huge water tank beneath. The kalas oof the temple even has a secret room which can fit about 5 people. It must have been used to hide idols and other precious things during the period of Shivaji. As we were seeing around, Prakash was busy collecting firewood and and setting up a chool to cook I must say maggi never tasted so good this before. Maybe it was the water, maybe the chool, its the mountain Prakash said.

Idols inside the secret room
At about 3.40pm we left the cave after resting there for about 40 minutes. We left for Konkan Kada. This was going to be THE MOMENT. My first date with the Kada. And you can imagine the excitement when you've heard from so many people that your date is an absolute beauty! As we reached near, Vishwesh asked me and Kedar to stop. He wanted on video, our first reactions to the Kada. As the camera got ready, we moved ahead slowly.

There it was, this massive, colossal creation of nature, right in front of me, most of it right below me! Extremely overwhelming! I stood speechless, expressionless, numb in awe of this supernatural creation! As I slept, crawled and leapt over the edge, the traditional position to view the kada, I skipped a beat, lost track of time and reality! You tend to get lost in the depth, beauty and ruthlessness of the grand Konkan Kada. I could, just for a moment, totally understand why someone would want to jump off this place. I never realised it had been almost an hour I had stood admiring the Kada.

Kada on the left & sunset on the right
It was only when Prakash interrupted we moved to the location we had to get our tent pitched. The location seemed perfect. Just a few metres form the Kada. Far enough to be safe, close enough to get a glimpse as and when we pleased. We had asked Prakash to teach us to pitch a tent so we could use it in the future. It wasn't that difficult and in 15-20minutes we were done with it. We now moved to explore the entire expanse of the Kada to the right, right up to the point where nalichi vaat (another ascent route) starts. It was here that we met another group, Mr. Manoj Kalekar and his folks.

Sunset from Konkan Kada
There were some exceptional views of the Kada throughout. We also spotted a few vulture colonies on the crevices on the wall of Kada. Also many beehives. By now we had reached the extreme end of the Kada. Initially we had planned to see the sunset from the place in front of our tent but now decided to stay there itself as it gave great views of both the sunset & the entire Kokan Kada. The fast changing colours seemed magical! Soon after the sunset and a few photos, we started rushing back to the tent before darkness. Enroute we met Bhonsale and group again, learnt that their campsite was quite close to ours.

Our home for the night
By the time we reached the tent it was almost dark. But the moon was bright that night which meant it wasn't going to be pitch black. We gave Prakash sugar, milk powder and coffee packets and asked him to make us all a cup of coffee. Meanwhile we started cutting vegetables for the pulav we were to make for dinner. Soon Prakash returned with coffee for all of us. Its hard to explain how everything tastes so amazing at such a place. Easily one of the best coffees' I've ever had. You need to be at such a place to enjoy coffee. I went up, sat on the Kada and sipped coffee, felt so peaceful! The silence up there was defeaning, wind soothing and the light, just perfect. Did feel like a date :P

We had Prakash light up a chool for us to cook the pulav for dinner. Unknowingly we used up all the rice we had, which was actually meant for 6 people. Problem of plenty. There was so much pulav even if all of us ate to capacity, there would've been a lot left. So we shared some with Bhosale and group before we started. We ate and kept the rest for breakfast next morning. Done with dinner we took a final stroll on the Kada and packed ourselves into the tent for the night.

Dinner prep
I woke up at about 6 next morning. I had slept well except for a few antics I pulled at night :P. Strangely the wind had got to me and I had caught cold in the morning. I am still sniffing as I write this blog. Soon prakash came to light us a shekoti since we were all shivering in the cold. He had slept in another tent nearby. By the time everyone got done with their morning rituals we heated the pulav for breakfast hand had Prakash make us coffee. We had to scrap the plan to go to Taramati peak as we were short on time. We finished breakfast, packed our sacks, bid Prakash a goodbye and started the descent by about 9am. 'Pudhcya veli phone kara dada, Sadhale Ghat ne yeu apan'  he said as we left, mentioning a new route.

We were descending to Khireshwar now, not Pachnai from were we started. The original plan was to reach Khireshwar via Tolar Khind route but on a previous trek we had found this route to be long, boring and monotonous. Hence we decided to try a new 'shorkit' route Prakash told us about. The route went through Balekilla - Junnar Darwaza - Khireshwar. Tolar Khind was bypassed and precious time could be saved. But it was a rarely trodden route and wasn't markde that well. But it saved almost an hour so worth it we thought. The chances of getting lost were more and that, in style, we did :P

Where we wrongly ended up
Should have been on the other side of the nedhe
After walking about 15-20 minutes from Harishchandra Temple we reached the spot where the route from Tolar Khind and Balekilla met. Tolar Kind to the left and Balekilla to the right. There was a limbu sarbat wala here. We asked him about the route as we sipped limbu sarbat (lemonade). He too said the route was not advisable without a guide. Yet we saw a map there and continued on the same trail. Since we had never even read about the trail, we had passed Balekilla without even realising we did. We were a bit lost, trying to find a the nedhe (needle hole in the mountain) using the map we had and we reached a dead end, a deep valley. We could see the nedhe in front of us but couldn't see a way to reach there. It was now about 12pm.

Junnar Darwaza
It was here that we met the group of Aditya, Sudarshan & others, Trekvede. They, equally lost! Since we were just 4 of us we decided to join them and descend as a big group, it always helps when there are more heads. Just the I found a right turn on the trail that we had missed earlier. Going further on the trail I reached a few steps that took us into a col. I didn't know then but that was the Junnar Darwaza! From Junnar darwaza we had to go down through the col and look for a left turn in between. The rocks in the col were loose which made walking very difficult. We had to test the sturdiness of every rock before we set a foot or a hold on it. Even after much precaution, a huge rock was set loose when Aditya set foot on it and it started rolling down towards Vishwesh and Sudarshan. Aditya frantically started screaming 'wach out' as the rock was rollong down. Fortunately they were alert and escaped, but just! It was a heart in mouth moment. This episode scared everyone hence our speed slowed down further.

Route through the Kalshya col
About an hour of descending through the col we reached a point where we could see a trail going to the left but it didn't seem that used, neither was it marked with an arrow. Thinking that this was the left we had to take we all took to the trail. Soon we realised this was not easy.There was a lot of scree and we were keep on our feet only because of the wild grass that we held with our hands. Hence we decided to stop. Only Vishwesh and Sudarshan went ahead to check if the route was correct. Just then out of nowhere we saw an old local shepherd walking behind us. On inquiring we realised we had taken the wrong turn. But by now Vishwesh and Sudarshan were so far ahead they didn't return our calls. So we had to wait for them to realise by themselves that it wasn't the correct route and then return. Here a lot of our time was wasted, more than what we were going to save.

As we waited for Vishwesh to return it was almost 3pm. We were out of water. The only refreshment we had left was the limbu sarbat we had Prakash make for us with the lemons we had got. By the time Vishwesh and Sudarshan returned Aditya and Gaurav had moved ahead and found the correct left turn. and to our rejoice it was faintly, but marked with an arrow. Soon we were on the right trail, this too had a lot of scree but was manageable.

Tractor to Khubi Phata
After two more hours of walking by about 5pm we reached the base  to see a tractor being loaded with rocks. We were a little ahead of Khireshwar, kind of bypassed it too. But the sight of the tractor after a grueling 8 hour descent sent a wave of excitement through everyone. The tractor meant we didnt have to take the agonizing walk from Khireshwar to Khubi Phata on the Khireshwar dam. Within an hour we reached Khubi Phata on the rocks in the tractor :P After a brief photo session with our new friends, the Trekvede group, we moved to freshen up and eat. Everyone was hungry since we had no food since breakfast in the morning, it was almost 5.30. Trekvede had a few packets of maggi left whcih we asked a local shop owner to cook for us.

Just then we noticed another group loading themselves into a tempo nearby. We learnt the tempo was dropping them to Ulhasnagar. So we all left the maggi and rushed to the tempo since we knew the transport scene from Khubi Phata wasn't that great. Few of them quickly bought a few VPs and bhajjis meanwhile. We were happy that we had easily found transport to some raillway station. Traveling the ghats of Malshej in an open tempo was an amazing experience. Add to that the different views of the sunset as we moved through the Malshej. By 8.15pm we reached Shahad railway station and decided to alight there itself. There we bid adieu to the Trekvede group since they were from Dombivali, promising to meet on some other adventure.

I reached home by 11pm, with more than just fresh air and sweet pain. The number of different experiences I had on this trek cannot be counted.That is what made it a fantastic trek. Undoubtedly the highlight of the trek was the Kokan Kada. This was easily the best trek I had ever been on and I am definitely going again, for Kokan Kada if nothing else!

Monday, May 28, 2012

Why I think IPL wasn't fixed

IPL has just come to an end. An apt end to the 2 month extravaganza I must say, a match worthy of the final. Still what I see around is a sense of dissatisfaction. I ask why? You had so many close matches, a nail biter every night, sheer talent, at times class on display, cheerleaders, bollywood, controversies. What more can you ask for from a tournament that is just about completing 5 years?  ‘Its all fixed’ is the reply, so quick it violates relativity.  I find it hard to understand why. It’s a sport. Its meant to be unpredictable, sometimes predictable. It will have its ups and downs its sport! May be it’s a convenient answer to why the team you support doesn't do well. Or maybe an act of jealousy from the ones who didn't get a piece of the cake. Anyway the only thing I’m sure are being fixed in India are marriages. Here is why.

          The first thing that pops into our head when we hear fixing is money. I’m sure nobody fixes matches for pride, or to save a life or something. Its all for the cash. But when you come to come to think of it, IPL players earn like crazy! They are already playing on astronomical contracts. Add to that the money they earn from sponsorship, advertising and related things that come along with the IPL or team owners. Summed up they are making enormous money. For local players, add to the cash an opportunity to showcase their talent. Would one really risk all of this for a few extra lakhs. I don’t think so. When there is so much at stake no sane person would.

           That said, do you really think one could buy out players like Sachin, Sehwag, Gambhir, Kallis, Steyn, Malinga. No way! These and more are the most respected people in cricket. They earn the respect because of their passion, dedication towards the game. You seriously cannot expect them to be sold. And they usually are the game-changers.

Also fixing a match wouldn't really be as simple as we make it sound. There would be a lot of technicalities involved in fixing a match. Its not like a movie or a novel, no takes or retakes. Lets say you somehow buy two players. What can you possibly do of the rest? Even if you have 5 still half a team is trying hard to win. It wouldn't work that way.  I mean for a batsman to get out caught and make it look like it wasn't deliberate is a huge ask.  That would require some extreme level of skill, not humanly possible.  

Also I hear people coming to this conclusion stating that almost all matches are so close. Now that’s ridiculous! Whatever the resources it would be impossible to fix a close match. If matches were fixed they would probably be dull one sided encounters with the other side throwing away the game like anything. Not thrilling low scoring games or nail biting high scoring ones. That requires talent, not cash. Only a fool would say that a match was fixed because he saw Ab De Villiers score 47 off 17, or Dwayne Smith’s 14 off the last 3 balls, or Gayle’s 128. That is sheer talent & skill at display. What I’m saying is claiming that IPL-5 was fixed because it had the maximum number of close matches is crazy. In fact that would be a reason to be sure of this IPL not being fixed.

While that was my take on fixing, I think we need to stop being such cynics. I mean yes we have had videos of spot fixing and all and that sure needs to be dealt with. But that was at a much lower tournament not IPL.  And just I said there is a lot at stake to do that in IPL. Also its sport. Shit happens. Doesn't always mean its fixed, that’s the nature of the game.

P.S. : All thoughts mine. Neither me nor this post is fixed! I’m sure you must have come to that conclusion by now!

Thursday, March 8, 2012

Caption pictures

First attempt at making caption pictures. Could hardly stop myself from making a few of these :P



Wednesday, January 4, 2012

AwesoMahuli Rerun (Kille Mahuli Trek - Dec 2011)

Ever since I have been telling my college mates about my trekking experiences they have been saying we should go for one ourselves. We had even planned well for a trek in September 2011. But it didn't happen, people backed out last minute, other stuff went wrong, just like it always does with our group. We had just got done with our Sem 5 exams on Friday, 23rd December, 2011. Next day on a lazy Saturday afternoon I got a text from Chirag. He wanted to trek on Sunday. I agreed, inside I knew the plan would eventually get cancelled. In fact I hadn't even packed my stuff till 10pm that night. As it turned out this one worked, we trekked to Mahuli.

Trek to Mahuli, 25th December, 2011:

Mahuli Range as viewed from base village

This was the first time I was actually planning a trek and going without the Rangers. On all previous occasions I would simply be following instructions. I got up at 4.40am on the Christmas morning and left home by 5am. We were supposed to take the 6.28am local from Dadar to Asangaon. The attendees for our 1st trek together were Amey, Ashay, Chirag, Nilesh, Me, Parag & Vallabh. Amey, Ashay & Chirag were on their very 1st trek. I was to meet Chirag and Amey in the 5.47am train from Andheri to Dadar in time & that we did. But the customary screw up this time was Vallabh. He not only missed the 6.28am train but also had Chirag and Amey travel ticket-less as he was supposed to get them. To top that we realised no one had brought a camera. So we were left with Amey's phone, NO DIGICAM!

Newly built welcome sign
We reached Asangaon at 8.15am but had to wait another half an hour until 8.45am for Vallabh to turn up. That meant we missed the 8.30am ST Bus from Asangaon to Mahuli Mandir, the base village for this trek which is about 6-7km from Asangaon. After having a few VPs each for breakfast we decided to start walking towards Mahuli, since there wasn't any bus until 10am. hardly few minutes into the walk we could see the beautiful Mahuli range right in front of us, tall and mighty. We could clearly see the pinnacles resembling Navra(groom), Navri(bride) & Bhatji(minister) and also Bhandargad and Palasgad on either sides of Mahuli. Luckily half way into the walk we found a tum-tum that was ready to drop us up to Mahuli Village.

We started the ascent by 10.15am after confirming the directions and the trail from a villager. At the village we also saw a few kids practicing karate. Later I learned they were on a camp organised by close friends of my fellow Sahyadri Rangers member, Vishwesh. Unlike my last time at Mahuli which was in the monsoon, this time there were no clouds and the sun was scorching. Hardly half an hour into the trek we had a few of them gasping for breath. Amey was panting like a dog and Ashay was sleeping on the ground every 5 minutes. About an hour into the trek and Chirag started feeling nauseous. After a little rest we continued with Parag holding two bags, his and Chirag's. The stamina he has is amazing, impossible for someone like me to do it. 

On the trail with pinnacles in the background

As we continued I was enjoyinng the dead silence in the jungle and an infrequent call of a bird neardy. You can never experience such silence in the city. The sun was getting higher and Amey & Ashay had started cribbing about their Woodland's not providing enough grip. Typical! They kept asking me "aur kitna hai?" and my standard reply was "thoda hi hai 30-40mins :P". Nilesh and Vallabh were busy clicking photos of each other while Chirag and Parag were moving ahead quietly. It was now Ashay whose health deteriorated. While at the same time Amey's pant and my bag gave way giving me a double facepalm moment. He didn't have another pant so there were a few embarrassing moments while passing other groups throught the trek. I was starting to get worried because we had taken about 90 minutes and weren't even halfway up. I quickly emptied my bag, removed the heavy stuff from my bag and had Chirag hold it. I took Chirag's bag while Parag held his as well as Ashay's. 

Ghodyachi maan
En-route we met a group of helpful people who had stayed up there for the night. They were from the BMC and were seasoned trekkers so they asked us to be careful in the exposed section of the trail. As we moved on we reached the spot they call the ghodyachi maan for it resembles a horse's neck when looked upon from above.We could clearly see the pinnacles on Bhandrgad from here. Its this patch from the ghodyachi maan to the ladder that is a little exposed. That meant the first timers had started to freak out a little, especially Amey. Yet in good spirit we crossed this as well as the ladder to reach the top Mahuli. 

A little distance on the trail from the ladder we found a water tank. The water was unbelievably cold. It wasn't clean enough to drink but the feeling of splashing icy cold natural mountain water on your face after a tiring climb cannot be expressed in words. You have to experience it to feel it! Everyone had a smile on thier face. The area at the top of Mahuli is a little confusing. But we had no problem reaching the Devdi since I had been there before and knew around. Devdi is a spot that has a small shivaling a fresh water spring that fills a tank, 4 small caves and a kamaan which are ruins of the fort. 

Chirag on the exposed trail
It had taken us a marathon 3hours 45minutes, about an hour more than what it took for me last time with the Rangers. This was mainly because of the frequent halts we were taking, almost every 10minutes After brief sight seeing we literally crashed into an unoccupied cave and got our food boxes out. Trust me, I have never seen so much food on a trek Eggs, 2 packets of bread, jam, cream, patties, pulav, tomato omelette, chakli biscuits, puri, bhaaji & enough rotis for the entire village  It was one hell of a feast. Finally we celebrated our 1st trek together with a glass of, well... orange juice! Since it was getting late, about 3pm I quickly refilled everyone's bottle from the spring and rushed them to start moving quickly.

In hardly any time we reached the ladder. From my previous experience, I knew the part of the trail from the ladder to ghodyachi maan is going to be a little scary for the very first timers. Chirag did well, he sat through the ladder and used the 'keep calm, carry on' funda well ahead. Ashay though initially scared, got a grip of himself and went through the section easily. But Amey, he totally freaked out. So much that Parag literally had to hold his hand get him down for about half an hour. But later, as he started  getting a hang of it, he walked confidently enough. Got to give it to him. Ever since he said he was coming to the trek I was really concerned about him able to do it. It takes balls to overcome your fears and weaknesses and that he definitely did!

Board at the top near Devdi
The rest of us didn't have much of a problem except for the cramps I was catching constantly right from the beginning of the descent. That was mainly because I hadn't been drinking enough water during the ascent. As we were nearing the base the temperatures had dropped and chill in the forests felt magical! We reached the base by about 5.30pm. We walked ahead to to the Bus stand only to know that the next & last bus was at 7pm. So we decided to walk to Asangaon but again luckily, we found a van guy who was ready to drop us. On reaching Asangaon we had tea & biscuits and went straight for the train home.

Cave atop Mahuli
I reached home at 9.40pm. I was very happy. Unlike last time the exposed section of Mahuli hadn't scared me the slightest bit. Its amazing how drastically different the Sahyadris are in each season. It felt like a completely different place from what I had seen in the monsoons. Also the company I had this time made sure it was going to be amesomahuli. I'd certainly like to trek more with these guys in the future.

Signing off now and wishing you'll a Happy & Prosperous New Year!

P.S.: Apologies for the substandard pictures. We had no digicam on us as I have mentioned earlier.