Sitting on the fence..?

10 May

The kids were called to ” fall in line ” by 6.00AM.They went for exercises.Meanwhile we got ready for the day.When the kids came back they were gushing with happiness about the wonderfully creative and fun filed exercises they had done.They were already on a countdown for again lining up for breakfast.
After breakfast our group K2 walked down a few steps to do adventure activities. The first session was on various knots.The technique and purpose were all explained and illustrated. the kids got chance to tie those too. Each knot was associated with a funny tale.Then artificial wall climbing was demonstrated. It didi look like a tall order to me. Pun ontended.Climbing the ladder to clean the fans is it self an ordeal for I have had many injuries.The thrill of watching the kids rapelling down was a bit too much.
I wanted to rapell down ,but how would I climb up ? I helped the trainers by repeating the instructions and handing over the equipment . I convinced myself that after all I am an escort and I need not actually take a lead in these activities.The afternoon was devoted to shooting, monkey bridge walking etc. Then followed a session in communication. This was conducted by the other organiser Mr. Mukund Deodhar. He too has been to the Himalayas several times.It was great fun..The tactics of telling a short story with minute details.The listener then turns narrator and the story gets relayed with diminished matter.Finally the story gets so much distorted that it hardly has any resemblance to the original.The novelty here was that a small group played and the others could giggle at their discomfort….
I too got a chance to narrate couple of stories.I observed how my ‘stories’ differed from those of Mr. MD. His were based on business, investments and returns and mine were mostly based on famillies, animals…. Our professions dictate out thinking…They have a deep influence on our imagination too.

The other groups returned from their tours and it was bathing time for the girls.The stream / river had three/ four ‘ghats’. The girls were given the last one. We herded them, counted them twice ,(they were 33 )and off we marched.They were tired and sticky. They enjoyed the slashing cum bathing session so much that we had to literally pull them out, count them and bring them back to the tents.

More interactive sessions followed.Games and fun filled moments !!Thebn dinner followed. The night that engulfed the tents was welcomed by all..Each one was bone -tired.

The shrill whistle woke us up. I had decided to trek the 8 km trek to Devil’s Canyon and Caranzol.I was leading the troop  after breakfast .We reached Devil’s Canyon crossing a grassy path with a thin sliver of a mountain stream crisscrossing it…The crunchy sound of the leaves underneath, the dappled sunlight,the buzz of insects ,the slight anxiety of being the leading  bali ka bakra (i)…it was fun !!. DC is a strange place. It looks so inocuous. It is like a pool of dirty water amidst rocky crevices. The legend says that anyone who goes inside doesn’t return alive.The boys werwe the usual sceptic guys. The girls were sitting on the fence..”maybe /may not be  kind”.Whatevr the truth..the place looked sinister.We then proceeded to Caranzol.We came across only buffaloes. We were expecting Bisons the state animal of Goa.And of course the tangy fruits of Bimbla…..slurrp, slurrp.

Soon we reached a peak. This was the place to do valley crossing/river crossing. The trainers expertly tied ropes and jumped down into the river flowing about twenty feet below, waded across and tied it to a tree there.The procedure was demonstrated and explained.The kids were put into harnesses and they crept along the rope to  the other bank. Soon it was my turn. “Ma’am, you must try”, I was told. I told them that I would . And the whole valley was reverbrating as the 50 kids cheered me on my journey.The musical river flowing below, the sunlight playing hide and seek with the thick green growth ….the journey ended too soon . I enjoyed every second of it.We tread the river waters on our way back. The lunch was brought in a jeep. We had a  quick lunch as the calm waters were begging us to  splash and enjoy….

We were cajoled to join the trek back to the camp. The walk back was specially memorable as I had Sri Charuhas Joshi with me.”I too trekked with a famous mountaineer” is my boast now…

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2 Responses to “Sitting on the fence..?”

  1. Harsha May 13, 2008 at 4:35 am #

    Wall climbing! River crossing! shooting, monkey bridge walking.. I also want to do all these.. Hope you had nice time enjoying with kids! Nice Post! 🙂

  2. praneshachar May 13, 2008 at 11:31 pm #

    great simply great u had everthing and that too in the co., big guys
    narration is simply superb and playing in waters with a young team must be real fun and ofcourse congrats for your efforts on river crossing fun thrilled trip for you as u have shared it is as if we were there thank u

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