A trek is a trek, whether it is to the Everest Base Camp or a less strenuous Triund trek. It engages you mentally as well as physically. A trek entails more than just carrying a backpack and walking; it also entails what goes in that backpack and how efficiently you walk.
If mountains, hikes, and treks have piqued your interest, but the thought of embarking on a trek makes you nervous, don’t worry. Every such step has a first time, and once you’ve reached the highest peak, that journey will forever change you. Preparing well for your first trek serves as the foundation for mentally preparing you for future treks and expeditions.
Invest in a good pair of trekking shoes with ankle protection. Wear and tear them (literally) by walking in them in the days leading up to the trek. This way, you won’t have to worry about trekking a long distance and getting a shoe bite on the first day. Also, bring a good pair of moisture-wicking socks, such as nylon or wool.
Begin by going for morning walks to build your stamina. Or whenever you have time during the day. Increase the length and intensity of your walks gradually. If possible, practice walking on terrain similar to the one you’ll be visiting.
Practice Your Legs
You’ll need strong legs to make it possible, so make sure they’re in good shape. Train your legs with squats, lunges, cycling, leg presses, and other sports that interest you, such as swimming or football.
Also See: Brahmatal Trek
Gradually improve the quality of your long walks by carrying a backpack with you on the journey. If not the same daypack, take something similar in size, load it, and simply walk with it. This will acclimate you to the weight you will be dealing with.
Start from easy trek:
By aiming too high, you risk overestimating or overexerting your body. In India, there are numerous beautiful and challenging treks to choose from for a first-time trekker. Almost always, the treks are graded on a difficulty scale ranging from easy to moderate to difficult. Begin slowly and easily to build confidence. Your body will appreciate it.
Pack warm clothing, rain gear, medications, a torch, and so on. It all depends on the length of your journey. The idea is to pack smartly and fill your backpack with extra pairs of jeans, sweaters, and shoes. Don’t forget you’ll be carrying that bag.
Your body will sweat while walking, and you will want to remove that jacket. Wear a warmer cotton tee, a sweatshirt, and a jacket so you can remove and replace layers as needed.
Also See: Har ki Dun Trek
What other trekkers saying:
Learn everything you can about the place you’re going to. There is a wealth of information in the pages that your search result will produce. Read what other trekkers are saying, as well as the risks and do’s and don’ts of the trek route. Basically, read up to get a sense of what to expect.
To get that energy boost, pack dry fruits, bars, trail mixes (that’s why they’re called trail mix, to be taken on a trail! ), and chocolates. It cannot be emphasised enough how important it is to stay hydrated. To avoid cramps on the difficult paths, drink plenty of water.
Professional Trekking guide:
Make the most of your first journey. Join a professional trekking group run by an agency or firm. They know what they’re doing and will look after you!
Be Good Trekker:
It goes without saying that you must respect the location you are visiting. DO NOT LITTER and RESPECT NATURE.
Are we prepared and armed now? To begin, let’s plan a trip this winter. (Perhaps a link to the winter treks article here).
In How Much you can complete the Trek:
Har Ki Dun trek will take 6-7 days because it is time consuming and will require a trek of nearly 5 hours per day to cover 47 KM. The entire route is arced with enthralling views of glaciers and alpine forests that will add to your trekking adventure. Because the Har Ki Dun trek is quite long, make sure to keep yourself hydrated.
How will you prepare:
Preparing for the Har ki Dun trek is simple because there isn’t much to think about before embarking on it. All you need to remember is to bring the proper trekking equipment, and because the region receives a lot of rain, you should bring windcheaters with you. Aside from that, you should bring your identity card with you because it will be required at the checkpoints. Rest of the planning can be done by simply preparing an itinerary based on altitudes and climatic conditions, or by simply booking a package from the operators.
The Har ki Dun trek requires trekking shoes and snow boots. The terrain varies greatly, so pay attention to these.
Any adventurer on this trek is likely to bring the following items. Cross-check your list as well. Essential wardrobe items include heavy woollen and fleece clothing, rain-proof jackets, sunglasses, wind-proof jackets, and thermal innerwear.
A sturdy backpack with a waterproof or plastic lining. Trekking shoes, snow boots, and trekking poles are all recommended. chapsticks and moisturizers A torch, a water bottle, extra polythene bags for wet clothes, and a whistle are all recommended.
Anita went on the Brahmatal trek and was captivated by the ever-present views of Mt Nanda Ghunti and Mt Trishul on either side of her. She jotted down her thoughts as soon as she got home. We enjoyed her personifications of the two majestic peaks of the Garhwal Himalayas in her writing. You should read it just for that.
About Brahmatal Trek:
The Brahmatal Trek is a journey to a lake named after Lord Brahma. At about 12,000 feet, this lake is nestled between the Rhododendron and Brown oak forests of Chamoli District in Garhwal. The path from Lohajung to Brahmatal winds through bubbling brooks, placid forests of Brown Oaks (kharsu in the local dialect) and Rhododendrons, slips through the burnished nets of sunrises and sunsets, and then gazes upon Trishul and Nanda Ghungti’s majestic beauty.
Trishul stands tall, towering, and commanding over the emerald valley. In every way, it’s perfect. A pointed peak with silver-grey slopes defining its chiselled face and salt-colored snow. Thick and dense.
It is impossible not to look at it. It propels you into its existence. Beautiful is not the right word to describe it. The Trishul has a terrifying, asymmetric effect. It’ll make you weak at the knees. The Trishul is exquisite.
My journey to Brahmatal began with a fellow trekker introducing me to Nanda Ghungti and Trishul. He, like me, is a maverick for mountain folklore and culture, and he narrated the storey of Nanda with great animation. Nanda is another name for Goddess Parvati, while Trishul is another name for Lord Shiva. According to the legend, Nanda and Trishul face each other like happy lovers, and Nanda, shy in front of her devoted Lord Shiva, wears the Ghunghat (veil) as they are embraced by the cerulean skies. As a result, the name Nanda Ghungti was coined.
This story grabbed my heart, and I fell in love with Nanda Ghungti. She became a friend, a guide, a mother, a father, a teacher, and a child to me.
Nanda was supposed to accompany me on my journey all the way to Brahmatal. She took care of me and continues to do so as I sit in my city bedroom, writing about her. She never abandons me. It’s been dubbed “mountain mania” or “faith.” These two emotions overlap and cannot be distinguished, at least not in the case of me and Nanda. our trek guides, absorbed her spirit and never left our side. They pushed us on in our tiredness, and we all sang and danced together in laughter.
As we climbed higher and higher towards the Brahmatal peak, the beauty of the mountains grew exponentially. As Nanda completely took over my senses, so did the company of those around me. It wasn’t difficult to trust someone. Somehow, judgement and arrogance were not the starting point for a conversation, and somehow, out of all the somehow, smiles and laughter could be heard everywhere (which is unusual for me!).
Nanda held me firmly and said, “Hold On,” and I held on whenever I felt cold, damp, and down, as if there was nothing in me.
The journey to Brahmatal was an adventure, full of falling in love, trusting people, companionship, and finding peace in nature. It was a poem, carefully crafted with the Rhododendrons and oaks, the chatter of the birds and the babbling of the brooks, the buzz of the bees and the scent of the lea.
Our first camp night, Bekaltal, was set up near a brook. At night, the sky changed from blue to black, with a carpet of stars glistening brightly above it. The moonlight blinded the stars by enveloping the entire forest in a silvery blanket. It was a diamond enclave. And I’d like to think it was from another planet.
What exactly did we do there? In the middle of the diamond forest?
We danced like silver statues coming to life and then collapsed in the cold, wet grass. On the cold, wet grass, there are diamonds.
After breakfast the next day, we began our ascent, first to Bekaltal and then to Tilandi. The trees’ shapes changed, becoming sharper and their leaves sleeker, while their trunks became thinner.
At such high altitudes, with snow and wind, I reasoned that the trees would adapt by hardening their leaves and making them sleek and pointy so that the snow would easily fall off. The trunks become thinner in order to make better use of nutrients. To stay strong and survive the cold, the roots intertwine more tightly. Apart from inhaling oxygen and CO2 or the other way around, humans and trees have a lot in common!
As elevation increases, the colours of the flowers on the same trees change. Kundan chacha told us that the Rhododendron changes from scarlet to white.
Colors, I wondered, were they just a play of light and dark? Didn’t darkness, like light, have its own set of colours? Or are colours merely a matter of perception?
I began my journey from Delhi
As I began my journey from Delhi, I was thinking about the colours. My city is grey in colour. However, as the landscape changed, so did the colours. Blue skies, red flowers, silvery rivers, and fields of green and yellow mustard. The sun rose, the sky was bluish, and there were flowers in Delhi as well, but what kept me from seeing all of that and only noticing the grey?
I haven’t found the answer, but the colours of the mountains, the colours of sunsets and moonrises, the golden sunlight kissing my skin in the evening… At Tilandi, where the colours painted their best canvas, all of these colours filled me up.
The setting sun’s rays scattered into red, orange, yellow, and blue hues at Tilandi. For the first time, I noticed darkness as a rainbow of colours. The Trishul range, including Nanda Ghungti and Mrigthoni, changed moods with each movement of the sun. They resembled honey and marmalade mountains.
Also See: Valley of Flowers Trek
My mood changed as the colours changed, and it energised my soul. I’ve coloured in the honey colour.
I suppose honey is the colour of my life.
Tilandi was in another galaxy! If Bekaltal made me feel like I was on another planet, Tilandi was in another galaxy! Some moments in one’s life, such as listening to beautiful music in a beautiful setting, a kiss, or the taste of my mother’s food, become frozen in time. Such things have no place in time or space. It simply is. For me, the night at Tilandi is like that.
Tilandi is a grassland at an elevation of around 11000 feet. The extraordinary pull of the mountains must be witnessed at Tilandi. I couldn’t fall asleep. I just wanted to stand there and not take my gaze away from the majestic Trishul. And as the winds howled that night, the stars shone brightly, and the moon waltzed in from between the galaxies.
Arrive at Brahmatal
The next day, after ascending 12000 feet to the summit, we were to arrive at Brahmatal. We mostly walked along the ridge with a few minor ascents until we reached the summit. Nanda and Trishul stood majestically in front of us at the top of the Brahmatal Summit. It was as if we had set out on this journey to attend their wedding. As white clouds of smoke were seen between the Devtholi peaks, the nuptial fire rose. We were all transfixed, some of us tearing up at the sight of these majestic peaks, others wanting to share it with their loved ones, and still others capturing it in their cameras.
In our own unique ways, each of us made this moment our own. We imprinted this moment in our minds like a totem that would come in handy when realities became disjointed and loneliness engulfed oneself. This peak could give us hope whenever we were feeling down and damp. We made this moment rise above the clouds like a lighthouse, illuminating our darkened paths in the coming days, years, or months.
At the Brahmatal base campsite, one can see groups of Alpine Swifts dancing in unison on the snow. They chirrup in a high pitched Chi chi chi chirruping sound, and the oaks are full of these tiny dancers.