Saturday, September 23, 2006

When I Saw Snow for the First Time at Sar Pass!

When we started visiting mountains together, I used to break into a song and dance about any snow capped peak I could spot even if it was at a great distance. Sesha, who had trekked before would tease me a lot and always brag about his experiences of walking on snow for quite a few hours.

Finally, in the year 2002 we trekked through Saar Paas in Himanchal Pradesh. On day four of the trek, I spotted a brown dirty patch of snow for the first in my 30 years of life. It was a bit off the track, but I took pains to go near it and touch it. I again broke into a song and dance about it. But even in my wildest dreams I could never imagine the sight that waited for me a few hours later, when we reached our campsite, Nagaru. As far as the eye could see, there was snow everywhere, even beneath my feet. And that posed a problem. I was not wearing a proper trekking shoes, and for that day and the next, I slipped and slipped. Still, it is one of the most cherished memories of my life.


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15 Comments:

Anonymous Arun said...

Ah.. I exactly know how it feels! I have my version of the story too, see http://travel.paintedstork.com/blog/2005/12/in-search-of-snow.html

From the second image, looks like its a real beautiful place. I should consider going there some day..!

10:08 PM  
Blogger Cuckoo said...

Yeah, it's a beautiful scene always to see snow capped mountains. All white and nothing else. Jahan tak nazar jaaye sirf safed chaadar. It's a different world altogether. :)

Have been to quite a few places during winters. Yeah, one should always go with proper accessories.

12:35 AM  
Blogger Maverick said...

koooooooool ! i envy u, i ve been living in US for almost an year and i havent seen the snow yet :-(

3:19 PM  
Blogger Deepak said...

I agree. Snow does have its own charm :)
I remember the first I saw snow in Shimla...we kids were practically rolling around in it!

8:26 PM  
Blogger Stephen Hartshorne said...

dear mridula,
some years we get ten feet, tho not all at once.
i get a little sick of shoveling, but the year i went to houston for the winter i really missed it.
best wishes,
steve h

2:01 AM  
Blogger Ketan said...

same here. lot of people wondered I never saw snow before. It was christmas eve last year when I saw it snowing for the first time in my life(in A'dam). Wonderful feeling. Almost same as yours. ;)

4:57 PM  
Blogger Ms.N said...

:) - I saw ur 'wish i could travel more' post just yday - and realised i did have company!

btw, if i may ask - are u a travel writer for gonomad??

and some of these narrations are from the past??? ( i 'll probably die of jealousy if u tell me u do it every month! :) )

9:55 AM  
Anonymous Emma said...

Lovely pictures... and exactly how I felt with my first encounter with snow. Can't forget it.

10:08 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I know what you mean about the first time you see snow. :)

2:02 PM  
Blogger SiD said...

it was Koofri for me - when I saw the snow fall and fallen for 1st time...
strangely.. i was roaming beaches of Goa around 5 days after that :)
quite a change from 5 layers of clothing to none!!

8:35 PM  
Blogger Pecos Blue said...

beautiful--thank you for the pictures.

7:34 AM  
Blogger Max Hartshorne said...

Mridula PLEASE POST MORE, we now are updating every day and we want to hear from you at least a few times a week!!

thanks

12:26 AM  
Anonymous Tarun said...

After reading your posts or blog someone might think this lady always seems doing travel or trekking but I know that's not true.

9:00 AM  
Blogger Pooja Aggarwal said...

Mridula,
When I experienced by first snow fall, I felt the same and wanted to sing and dance. But that was only the first time...when I saw it for 6 months straight I had enough. The next i felt the same (like singing or dancing) was when I saw grass again for the first time 6 months later. Never knew plain grass could bring me so much joy. I was in Buffalo, US then.

BTW nice picture.

9:24 AM  
Anonymous Manjusha Misra said...

Dear Mridula,
Seeing your post reminded me of my own experience as well... summer 1982. we were on a visit to kedarnath and badrinath. we walked about 7 kms to kedarnath in snow and drank hot tea at various stalls along the mountain pathway. We stayed the night in a cottage heated by coal fire!
I live in tehran for some 12+ years now and your photographs of Delhi's footpaths brought alive many memories for me too......
Work has held me from my annual treat of visiting India..
How i miss India!
manjusha

12:07 PM  

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