It was around midnight when I woke up with the sound of susurration. Eyes closed, I hoped it to be the glacial stream flowing nearby. I was wide awake, when I heard someone beating on the tent nearby. There was no doubt that it was snowfall. Our plan to cross the Pin Parvati pass tomorrow was in serious jeopardy.
Since past few years, I had been looking forward to go on Pin Parvati Pass trek. In fact, whenever my friends offered me come along to Kheerganga or Kasol, I had been politely declining by telling them that I’ll walk on that trail only when I am going for Pin Parvati Pass. I’ve always loved crossing the passes because of the transitions it offers in terms of the culture and sometimes landscapes. It has always felt to me like crossing from one country to another.
Pin Parvati Pass, is one of those treks in the Himalayas which offers a variety of landscapes, chance to witness different cultures and of course a decent enough altitude. It is supposed to be difficult than any other normal Himalayan trek because of the long trail and crevasses near the pass. I had been to Tarsar Marsar Lake just a few days ago. I still had some leaves left and it was an apt time for going on such a trek. It’s mid-September and trekking season in the Himalayas was nearing to an end.