|waiting to take the boat to the other side of the river|
Who says growing old is bad when the celebrations that come with it leave you with memories to be cherished for life. This is exactly what happened at one of my husband’s friend’s birthday this year. Though his birthday was falling on a Monday, it was decided to make a quick camping trip to Rishikesh on the weekend before.
|halting at the drive in food court on the highway|
Since I had been on a camping trip with school before and remembered how much it was, I was really looking forward to experience the same this time with my husband and friends. On Saturday morning a group of eleven fully charged young boys and girls started the journey to Rishikesh. We had hired a tempo traveller which was abundantly stocked up with snacks and drinks for the journey. Halting at various places for various reasons we finally reached Rishikesh around 3 in the afternoon. The to-be birthday boy met the camp organizer who led us to the camp which was located at Marine Drive.
On the main road there were two tea stalls, which were also selling some local veggies. I was fascinated by them. While the cucumber looked huge and different, the okra’s colour was a lighter green as compared to the dark ones that we commonly get in the cities.
|the downhill trek|
|the tents at the camp|
Ten feet down from the tents, was a shamiana (tent) where the meals were to be served. The place also had a charging point which was really moody, so none of us really bothered charging our phones which had near dying batteries at that time of the day. Towards the bottom of the camp, the river was flowing, the mountains looked lush and green, there were huge boulders to sit on and enjoy the view.
|the view from our camp|
|lantern lit party|
|morning session of volleyball game|
|image source: google(we weren't carrying our phones or cameras with us but this is how we had looked while rafting)|
|cliff jumping (image source:google)|
|new bhandari swiss cottage (image source:google)|
|reaching the spot to take the boat to the other side of the river|
|chilling in the morning while others sweated themselves out|
|view from our camp at night|