What is an adventure? Some say, it is the risk of life and some say, it is that adrenaline rush in the stomach. If you ask me, I would preferably say that an adventure is more like peeping into life without escaping life. On a recent expedition, Bali Pass Trek, I got to understand that. And I have to say that, this whole 7-days journey gave me plenty of ADVENTURE. For the very first time in my life, I got to taste that and now it’s like ‘ab to Khoon mooh lag gaya’.
My journey of this adventure starts with a thought. This May, I have completed two years of my employee-life, so I decided to quit (just the same as other bloggers). And I did that, after giving all four-round thoughts, I took that part and started a career as a FULL-TIME TRAVEL BLOGGER.
I call myself a traveler, so I have to take that chance of never giving the ‘stability’ or ‘stick-to-the-place’ part, to my life. Being a traveler you should be always thinking about the MORE. Being a traveler you should be always chasing that adrenaline rush. And being a traveler you should be having that curious mind.
So, in order to get into all the above things, I moved out my sail from my comfort zone and sailed it in the direction of the wind. The wind is taking me closer to my dreams. And there I was at the 17,000 (approx.) feet above from the sea, at Bali Pass.
After conquering Nag Tibba at 10,000 feet my legs are just unstoppable. Where usually people say that what is that mean, climbing to the peak of a mountain and descending to the land? For them I have an answer, It’s the best way to keep ourselves focused, stayed, meaningful, fit, and more importantly, motivated. It’s the best way to keep in touch with Mother Nature.
Then I moved towards much famed, one of the religious treks, Amarnath Yatra at 13000 feet above the sea level. Now, this time I have stretched those number at their best, 17000. Bali Pass Trek is one of those difficult treks of India. Because above 16000 feet, the alpine section gets started. The altitude of 16000 feet or below comes under moderate treks because there the trails are even, easy access to water, and no other dangerous things.
But if you go above it like the treks Bali Pass, Pin Parvati, Goechala, Kanamo, and Everest Base Camp, all these come under the difficult ones. Because all these are above 16000 and it is obvious that the trails there are uneasy, the temperature will be in minus, air will be thin, and in result more changes to get High Altitude sickness.
Above 16000 feet, tree level must be gone, weather can get change anytime in resulting the rain/snow, could be changes of crossing a chilled river or could be a walk over a glacier (like we have done at this Bali Pass). Though I have walked over snow-ed peaks over my visit to Munsiyari, having a glacier walk is none like these small walks.
Before moving on my 7-days Alpine Trek, Bali Pass. Let me clear this first.
What is a Mountain Pass?
Wikipedia Says “A mountain pass is a navigable route through a mountain range or over a ridge. Since many of the world’s mountain ranges have presented formidable barriers to travel, passes have played a key role in trade, war, and both human and animal migration throughout Earth’s history”.
And this Bali Pass is connecting Har Ki Dun Valley to the Yamunotri Valley. We entered from the Har Ki Dun and we came out in the Yamunotri. In the first 4-days, we gained a height of 4950 meters (16240 feet exactly) and then descended to Yamunotri.
Now that Mythical Journey of Bali Pass Begins
I would like to start this trek with a song, the song which I played in the cab while reaching Taluka from Dehradun. “Safar ka hi hoke Safar ka Raha”.
My journey starts from Agra, on 28th May, I and my treks mates boarded a bus which took us to the Dehradun. The sun was not up, but we all were at Dehradun ISBT (Inter State Bus Terminal). Our pickup was at 7, so we had plenty of time to get over the lag of last night.
At the given time, our trek leader and the founder of Trek and Fly Himalayas, Mountaineer Suman Dey reached and he picked up. And we started marching towards the Sankri village. It took us 8 hours in reaching the Sankri, and we had breakfast in Mussoorie. And Lunch in Nainbagh. After that, we reached Sankri, the trekking Base Camp. Because treks like Har Ki Dun, Kalindikhal trek, Kedarkantha Trek, and many others start from this village.
Reaching Taluka from Dehradun ISBT
Along the way we have chased the Yamuna River, then Supin, then Rupin and at last Tons. The scenic beauty was overwhelmed by the peaks, Bandar Poonch, Kala Naag, and that epic Swargrohini.
From Dehradun to Sankri, the roads are more like a long serpent. But the thing came in focus after reaching Sankri and that was, we have to change our cab, which will take us to Taluka. From Sankri, Taluka is about 12 kilometers, but the road is really worth cherishable. On my appeal, the cab driver and my trek leader allowed me to sit over the roof of the cab and there I enjoyed my lone time.
Upon reaching Taluka, we pitched our camps, cooked food and took a great sleep to get over all the tiredness.
Day 01: Taluka – Seema
We got up early in the morning and searched for some good places to poop. We packed up everything and after having breakfast we embarked on our journey to the Bali Pass.
On the first day of the trek, we have to cover 14 kilometers on those mountainous roads. On this day, we encountered many trekkers, mountaineers, and tourists, who were trekking to many other valleys and treks but except us no other one to Bali Pass.
After some time we started chasing the Supin River and crossed many mountain streams by walking over many bridges. It took us 9 hours to reach our second camp site at Seema, though it was much time in covering 14 kilometers. But all those hours were worthy for the time being.
The valleys, the mountains, and those pebbled paths, literally provided a good sense of trekking. At some point in times, I glanced at the mountains and done some daydreaming. We talked about some worldly things and reached Seema.
Just a kilometer before Seema, I have seen a beautiful village named, Osla. This village literally got my back and it seemed like a place in HEAVEN. By this time our phones were just a camera or nothing and we clicked some beautiful photographs.
As it was an alpine trek, so we pitched our camps (two sleeping and one Kitchen) aside the Supin River and cooked food. And we called it a day.
02: Seema – Rainbasera
I have read somewhere that if you want to get into a place’s life then get up early in the morning, pick the camera and get the hell out of your den. So did I. The morning was very chilly, more preferably, I would like to call it freezy. We had breakfast, packed our things and starting moving towards our next camp site at Rainbasera, which something about 7 kilometers from Seema.
At this day, we left the civilization and stepped into a new world. The World which is comprises of beautiful streams falling down from the mountains, tall pine trees, and mesmerizing meadows. This was the last day at which we have seen people because for the next 4 days, we haven’t seen a single person till descending to Yamunotri.
Honestly, our real adventure starts from this day after crossing the Devashu Bugyal. Till this beautiful meadow, everything was easy and amazing but as it is a difficult trek, so the difficulty began after crossing this Bugyal.
Perhaps, we have crossed many bridges till this second day but at one point, there is a bridge which we have to traverse down in order to move further. And the amazing part of that bridge was, it was made up of three long-TREES, getting the thing? That was the real thrill and to the honesty for the very first time in my life, I felt an adrenaline rush into my veins.
With the mountains’ blessings, we crossed it safely and reached our campsite, Rainbasera. A beautiful hut made up of concrete. We did all the processing, from pitching the camps to cooking, there we had Hot-Lunch.
Evening On The Rocks
In the evening, I sat over a huge rock and wrote my diary. The evening was the same as I dreamed off. There flowing, one of the largest tributaries of the Yamuna, Tons River, which was making a pleasant and at the same time fearful sound. At something about 10,000 feet above, we played cards (Lakdi, Kot Piece, and many more games).
The arena was full-fledged with the great Himalayan peaks, providing us the vistas which we can never be able to forget. We bon-fired and had dinner and we all were advised to get into the sleep early because we were in the territory of wild animals. And no one likes notorious people or late-owls (The Jungle Rules). We called it a day.
Total Walk = 21 kilometers
Day 03 Rainbasera – Ruinsara
The Morning was very chilly, chillier than the earlier ones. At 9’o clock we started our trek from our last camp site, Rainbasera. After having done all the morning processing. We have gained much height, so the tree level started going down. And some patches of Glaciers starting coming into our sight. The trail became more adventurous and dangerous too. Walking on the trails which are beside the Ruinsara River, provided us all the things which we wanted in our lives.
We have chased the Tons River, we have crossed many water streams which are beautifully falling down from the mountains. In between the walk, we have taken some major halts, so that we could settle ourselves in the environment of low oxygen.
Main Thing Of This Day
Around 2 in the afternoon, we reached Ruinsara Tal. A beautiful lake in the lap of nature. After returning from the lake to our campsite, the next phase of adventure started. In order to reach the campsite, we have to cross a bridge, but our bad luck or good luck, the bridge was broken. So, we have to cross that river by foot.
That was the lifetime experience. The fiercely flowing waters of the river were very freezy and it was that freezy, that our legs got numb when we crossed it. But, literally, that was the amazing experience of my life. After that, we reached our campsite and pitched our tents. We arranged some wood for the bonfire so that we could get some warmth.
That whole evening, we spent in watching the clouds moving over the peaks Swargrohini and Bander Poonch. I have also made a timelapse of my glance at Bander Poonch. After that, we had a pleasant stay in our tents.
We got up early and refreshed ourselves. After that, we did some meditation and stared at that flowing Ruinsara River. We had our breakfast and moved further. Now the tree line started vanishing. We traced a trail and after some time we found ourselves on the icy path. The oxygen level is very low there, so we got trouble in making the path smoothly.
Somewhat about 4 kilometers from the Ruinsara Camp Site, we reached Odari. In the mountains, especially in the Himalayas, the caves means Odar, which forms due to the Glaciers. Just after pitching the tents, it started snowing and then we enjoyed it very much. In the evening we melted snow for our drinking purpose, eating purpose and for everything. We halted there and set ourselves for the next big day.
Day 05 Odari – Bali Pass – Lower Dhamini
With the Lord’s name on our mouth, we started flowing our big day. The Pass Day. Having Swargrohini in the background, we have to trace a path on the glacier. All around the place, there were mountains which were covered in snow only. The sunshine was at its peak, so no worry of the weather. But we have to cross the Bali Pass before 11 AM, due to some mountainous reasons.
That Glacier Walk was the best walk of my life till now, I enjoyed it very much but at the same time I laughed at my decision (due to High Altitude Sickness).
We have crossed the Camel Ridge and that was a marvelous experience. After some time we were at the top of the Bali Pass, 16875 feet above from the sea level. There I recorded some messages for my loved ones and started descending.
It is the fact that, you can’t get any photograph or video of descending the Bali Pass. Because the descending is much more dangerous from ascending it. That was really a dreadful adventure. We have slide down the icy-mountains, walked in the white-wash and had conversation with the death almost three/four times.
All these were the kids, the main thing came after crossing the Upper Dhamini. There was a rocky mountain, standing at 90 degrees. And we descended it with all the courage left in our body. And then we reached Lower Dhamini our last campsite.
We stayed there, enjoyed our victory and rested there for the night. That was one of the beautiful nights of my life. The whole sky was glittering with the stars, big stars, the fire was giving me all the warmth that I needed. And I praised the Lord’s glory and thanked him for everything. That was the last day of this trek.
Next morning after covering some distance, we all found ourselves in the midst of Civilization again. And we lowered down the valley through the Yamunotri. After that, we took the cab for Dehradun and there we were.
In the quest for searching paradise(s) in this immense World. About a few months ago I was just bitten by a travel bug and the remedy to stop the poison which is running in my veins is this the journey to the world's heart.