Backpacking stories of a nomadic soul
Backpacking stories of a nomadic soul
After taking a long gap, I’m finally back to the roads leading to Gorkhey. The last night’s sleep was refreshing , though horrible. I can never forget in my entire life, how I spent a horrible night in Srikhola. Many people believe in the stories they heard about Srikhola trekkers hut,
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eing a Nyctophile, I always love to play with darkness and shadow. Be it room environment or a horror movie scene, or a piece of plot in nature in Singalila National Forest. I remember it was a cold December night. Me along with my team was wandering around the zigzag &
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t was the darkest hours in Singlila National Forest. Though we were in the safe zone, basically there are things for which you need to take safety measures. But if you’re not far away from the locality, village or human presence, then probably you’re safe. You dont need to worry about the things much,