A week after in Chasseneuil-du-poitou, France I present this pic as my first post from France. More to come in near future as part of my upgraded level in my engineering lifu (I mean my masters in Aeronautical).
À bientôt 🙂
Of my Engineering lifu as a student (probably, unless I decide to do masters) and a start to my new life by lighting the candles oh hope and belief!!!
We met the rest of the guys before reaching the top, which was now only few meters ahead of us.
By the time we met them, they had already made it to the top and were actually having fun by sitting over a tree, our ancestral place! To relive and rejoice their enjoyment, they were giving different poses for the camera.
During this event, my friend Vinodh who is kind of heavy was sitting at edge of a branch and was posing for photos being captured by Surya. First shot, done. Surya went on to take another shot. After adjusting the camera, when he tried to focus on Vinodh, he was out focus. Even Sunil and Mahanthesh who were least bothered with photos, also were shocked as Vinodh vanished from the spot he was sitting. They went over to the edge of the rock and found him between smaller rocks under the branch he was sitting on which is about 2-3 meters. Controlling the pain he had felt, he acted as if nothing happened. But he had bruises on his leg and cuts on his foot and knees. The severity of cut could be guessed by the puncture in his pant.
We also arrived on the scene of the accident. Surya explained the whole event. Kp examined deeply for any cuts or scratches and found nothing.
Not even a scratch on the surface of the rock, on which Vinodh fell. It must be hard and so is our Vinodh who continued the journey with little help from Kp and Subbu. We all made it to the top and now got to know the real bad news.
Mahanthesh, Sunil, Surya and Vinodh who carried our bags the other way finished most of the snacks we had brought except for a couple of biscuit packs. We satisfied ourselves with those remaining biscuits. A big thanks to a boy who came there with fruit juices and quenched our thirst.
Later, we had some amazing time. I wished I was lighter by a few pounds just because i wanted to fly with the wind.this wind that was already blowing heavily almost pushed us, but with a little more effort, it could have lifted us. Amid all this fun, we captured these amazing moments.
An hour later, we all left. Subbu, accompanying Vinodh came slowly. We also moved pretty slowly. Enjoying the amazing view around the hill, we moved with ease (as we were descending the other way- the easier path).
Once again it started to rain. It was drizzling and this time I enjoyed it a lot as compared to my previous encounter. We made it to the ground pretty smoothly .
Subbu was with Vinodh all time providing the help Vinodh needed.
Later, we all went to a near by Hospital to clean the wound Vinodh suffered and to have it properly dressed.
Although we had this incident with Vinodh, we returned home safe and sound thereafter, we enjoyed the trip to maximum and also learnt a very valuable lesson at the end of day.
It was the third day of my 7th semester so I wanted to make everyday count in my final year. Meeting all friends after a month added up josh to make it Count. It was Saturday so we planned a trip to Devarayanadurga. In the last hour many guys didn’t show up. Because of this group of 14 reduced to 8 reducing the number of bikes to 3. Since two bikes has to carry three people for about 75km and that too in National Highway, we thought it would be risky. Hence the destination changed from Devarayanadurga to Savandurga. Savandurga is so huge that it is seen from my house which is 50km away and from my college which is 35-40 km away and stood gigantic without being affected by rain and sun.
Surya, Subbu, Kp, Sunil, Jagadeesh, Mahantesh, Vinodh and myself left in three bikes(this time its double ride in my bike). Each and everyone in the group have been there once. few have made it to the top ( via rough n easy way) and few, to some extent and few not at all. And I’m one and only in the last few. During my last visit here I didn’t climb the hill as I didn’t have enough time. I wanted to return early so I ended up roaming in nearby park for few minutes. This time I was determined to reach top and wanted Savandurga trek experience in my list of adventures and someone said wish granted.
After buying snacks We reached Savandurga passing Manchanabele Dam and forest area, which is adjacent to both.
We were at the foot of this enormous hill which is almost kissing the sky.
One could see the walls here and there on hill built by Kempegowda for the guards few centuries ago. At the start I asked Kp and Subbu in which way to go. Rough or easy??? They replied ” come on, lets see what the majority is” For the first few meters we took the rough path and made it easily.
Then later few chose to move in easy path. But Kp, Jagadeesh, Subbu and me chose the straight, short, vertical , dangerous,…………, rough way.
Till the energy we had because of our breakfast, we all climbed the hill smoothly in that rough path. But once when the energy started to drain in everyone, the body started to shiver and for the first time we were scared of the height and enormous height left. As we moved the difficulty grew ( as we kept losing energy and path gaining difficulty). Kp was ahead of us all followed by Jagadeesh and myself and in last Subbu, who has put some weight in recent months. We took rest at a place where there was enough space to sit quietly. And from that point it clearly made a statement it is damn difficult to make return journey from the path we just came as path was too vertical. Even though we can, it will create holes and cuts in the back of our pants.
As always, the top looked so near as we kept moving and the hell started to appear when-
*My shoes started to slip and it became hard to find a place for grip.
*At times when we hold a rock for grip it came out.
*Subbu was almost down resting on his belly .
*Above all mother nature didn’t show courtesy as she started to rain!!!
Well the showering ended few seconds later. But still the top was too far and once again we took rest at a suitable place. From that point everyone looked puny and there was some encouragement too from other fellows whom we didn’t know. Thanks to them, we continued. Finding grips to place my hands and shoes , I was climbing using all the four limbs in this $~~^=*#>~%^* [ I don’t have suitable word to describe the difficulty] journey.
1) Give me the power of Superman or Spiderman.
2) If I’m stuck here will there be any help ? throwing ropes from a chopper and someone tying himself to me and rescuing ?
3) Can Subbu make it???
Well first one is impossible, second was possimpossible and third one was possible. Finally , we made out of this vertical point and reached where we no more used our hands to move. Thanks to Kp, being in lead led us to this point through his lie which is,
“Macha, we are near. It’s just few more steps and I can see it”.
This path we just came was a bloody path. Literally too, as Kp and Jagadeesh had cuts in their hands and feet since they climbed the hill so far in bare foot and I too had some small cuts in my hand.
We made it to the pond on top where there was a big group sitting and chatting. I shouted the rest of our group’s name and got reply somewhere far which arose a thought that the journey to the top is still left. By the time we regrouped we had to hear a bad news.
Up above the Sun and into the Sky…