Trekking - Day 9
our trekking adventure we survived with the cooperation of a friendly Englishman, George Morris, whom we met near the harbor, from which Hockey odplywaly Shikara. Not without a little scandal in the morning. The Englishman was convinced, and we're going on five days, because the manager told him so:) Another little lie owner. George immediately reversed its decision and decided to go with us, only for 3 days. Journey to the village, from which he had launched trekking lasted approximately 2 hours drive by jeep. This was sufficient time to meet in August with our new travel companion. We learned from him, and Srinagar is not very safe city, and from time to time there are bombings and clashes between local extremists. Fortunately, I did not know this, because we could spend a carefree day in the city. It was wonderful to leave behind the whole hubbub of the city, feel the wind in haired, listen to Indian music and see how getting closer to the mountains. Along the way we passed Gypsy Festival, which slightly delayed our arrival to the village. Nevertheless, gave the opportunity of mentioning of chocolate chips with the gypsy child. I've already managed to note the calm and carefree on the faces of the people. Wjezdzalismy farther in the mountains. Housing estates gave way to individual homes, inhabited by the gipsy people (Gypsies). Gypsies have nothing to do with the Gypsies, whom we know. In this manner whatsoever is called here the people who live in the mountains, sheep belt and everything needed to live, derive from nature. Upon arrival we were treated to the place of tea and a lunch brought from home on the water. A guide greeted us and we agreed from the day go just for a short warm up, because it is too late to go on climbing. We climbed on a nearby mountain, while the remainder of the crew (guide, four Gypsies and 5 horses) broke camp the following night. The horses broke camp of course not: D Already, this first attempt to reach us in the nice characters and great difficulty we got to the one provided by us going to a gypsy site. March across the mountains We felt a lot better than in Delhi and Srinagar. We returned to camp at dusk. Already waiting for us hot dinner, we ate sitting on blankets in a stream and looking at the surrounding mountains. It was wonderful. Fatigue quickly gave in August in the signs and went to sleep in a broken tent. The next day we waited early morning wake up call and intense rock climbing.
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