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Mukteshwar Trek (part 2)

Continued from :-  Mukteshwar Trek (part 1)

We started a good 2 hours late as per the planned schedule. But the good thing was – we started. Despite some minor traffic snarls caused by the kanwariyas, we went at a brisk pace. Although it was midnight, even it couldn't stop anyone from chattering and giggling. I enjoyed a short nap meanwhile. When I woke up we were at a roadside dhaba, unusually hustling in spite of the odd 2:30 AM in the night. I was hungry and had some bread pakoras, which I relished. After having some snacks we started again. The road was quite a notorious one and didn't let me sleep peacefully. Still, I continued to do so as I knew that the next day was going to be tiring.

The next time I woke up was at Rudrapur (Udham Singh Nagar). We reached Haldwani at around 5:30 AM in the morning and just 15-20 minutes later crossed Kathgodam. The Kumaon hills had started to come by. It was the first part of the drive in the hills. Everyone was awake at the sight of the mountains and the rising sun with a bit of chill in the air. We screamed with joy. It was a common sight for me because of my good acquaintance with such mountains in Himachal, but I also relished that sight. We stopped at a roadside place for 5-10 minutes, where I saw a small rivulet coming out of the hills. I washed my face and drank some water from it, the natural mountain water.

We started again for Nainital and finally reached there at 8 AM and as soon as we got out of the bus, started looking for a hotel for a short stay of 2-3 hours. We found one and freshened ourselves up. We went for a stroll along the lakeside and the view was simply breathtaking. We had breakfast at a small restaurant in the market beside the lake. We had spent a lot of time in some unnecessary things and decided to skip the boating part so that we could reach Mukteshwar in time. But DIL HAI KI MANTA NAHI....:)

We had a final consensus on boating and proceeded for the same. We took a whole round of the lake along with some sightseeing and some usual naive camera clicks. I rowed the boat for some 4-5 minutes. That was the best part of the ride. Everyone enjoyed a lot.

Now we moved on to reach Mukteshwar. The whole scenery was marvellous. I kept my neck outside the window for most of the time. People had some travel sickness and were causing some minor halts at different places. But as usual, I was stout like a banyan. I again took a short nap on the last seat of the bus stretching my legs.

Finally, people woke me up and told to get down as we had reached the camp. We moved on to the camp. The first view of the valley mesmerised me. I was a standstill for a minute or two enjoying the scent of flowers in the valley and the clouds so near that it seemed I could touch them. After keeping the luggage in our tents, we started clicking the shots and assembled at the central hut for lunch. Never in 3-4 years, I had such a satisfying lunch, along with the scenery and nature. After some jokes and giggles, we set out for a trek to cascade.

Continued here :- Mukteshwar Trek (part 3)

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