Memories of the mountains. So here’s some of what I saw, heard and went through, behind the scenes action on the best planned trekking tours and some hair-raising situations that are definitely easier to write about than to be in.
An incident from a hike to Sudhagad, when a rat snake fell from the rafters of a temple we were staying in, straight onto my friends sleeping bagRead More
Two articles by P. Sainath – Cattle Class: native vs exotic and Holy Cow! Small is beautiful! about the value of indigenous breeds of cattle caught my attention and took me straight back to my nomad days. I remember having very similar opinions with horses. Sharing here my observations with three breeds of horses, and […]Read More
Amaji lived in a village (6-7 houses) at a place called Shaminala about 5km from Manali and 2km short of the bigger village of Jagatsukh on the west bank of the Beas. This road winds along the river, and the entire mountainslope has apple orchards everywhere with terrace fields for crops in more even areas. […]Read More
This is a particularly sweet memory from my life as a nomadic horsewoman in the mountains. I lived in Manali, where it snows in the winter. Horsemen here rarely stable their horses, preferring to let them loose in the high altitude pastures in the summer, and tying them together at nights in the winter. The horses themselves […]Read More
Here are some photos from my Advanced Mountaineering Course sent by one of the participants. I don’t have any of the Basic – no camera, no one sent. [slideshow] The sad part is that there are very few pictures of the action, since she couldn’t click pictures then. Over the coming days, I’ll try and […]Read More