Pindari
Glacier: Majestic river of ice
By Ashok
Jerath
MYSTERIOUS are the ways of nature
and unique the reply by adventurers. Nature has
distributed the scenic beauty by portraying colourful
landscapes beyond the reach of human-beings, but man is
the most potential living being who has crossed all
barriers, natural as well as artificial, to reach his
goal. Strange are the ways of his body that, travelling
scores of miles at regular intervals, gets exhausted but
again comes to life after a bit of rest. Perhaps this
secret of the body was realised by the adventurers and
exploited to achieve their objectives.
During my stay at Almora
I availed several such opportunities of trekking the
higher tracts and reaching the Pindari and Kefni
Glaciers, daring the onslaught of chilly winds and
trekking through layers of ice several feet high. It was
a wonderful experience.
We started from Almora
in the morning by bus and reached Bageshwar, 90 km away
near the foothills of the Himalayas in the noon. By the
evening we reached Soung, the last station on the
metalled road.
Hence with our kit on our backs, which
ranged between 8 to 10 kg, we started walking in the dark
towards the first camp, Loharkhet, about 3 km away on the
top of the ridge. The quite forest in the night was
awakened by the climbing steps of the trekkers.
The morning was
pleasant. After having our breakfast and packed lunch
boxes, we set out for the next camp, Dhakuri, which was
about 11 Km from Loharkhet. It was a steep climb.
The whole group was
automatically divided according to speed, temperament and
vitality. While climbing to Dhakuri-talla, we came across
a ridge having a height of about 2,300 metres. There was
no water around. However, a small tuckshop was there to
provide us with water, tea and snacks. Malla Jhandidhara
has a height of about 3000 metres. One can view the
splendid Sunder Dunga cliffs with all their majesty from
the spot.
The path curves down to
expose the wonder lying ahead, a fantastic valley in the
dense forests of conifers. This is the valley of dreams,
Dwali.
The whole Sunder Dunga
ranges were clouded on that day. It was a cold day. The
students and the researchers played several collective
field games and warmed themselves up. After half an hour
the clouds disappeared and what a splendid view it was.
The cliffs were shining with ripples of golden colour.
The night was colder. Sleeping bags alone could not
suffice.
The next morning we set out after a
routine light breakfast. It was a typical Kumaon village
named Khati, situated at distance of 8 km. from Dhakuri
on a plateau. The track to Dhati was comparatively easy.
Singing, talking and a few of us dancing, we reached the
village. There, we had tea and snacks. The people
belonging to the village welcomed us with a smile. They
are beautiful, open-minded and well- behaved people but
their irony is that most of them have not seen a metalled
road, what to speak of vehicles.
The route to Dwali was
pleasant and easy going. We started our journey by the
side of the roaring Pindar. The gushing water sounded
horrible but still it was inspiring. The murmur of the
splendid Pindar was cutting the monotony of the deserted
tract. On the way a number of picnic spots held us
spellbound. After crossing the river the path became more
enchanting with the beautifully decorated landscapes.
Suddenly the sky was overcast with heavy clouds.
We set our kit on our
shoulders again and hastened our steps. It started
drizzling, and soon it began to snow.However, we crossed
the hanging bridge on the river Pindar and once again
changed our direction to climb a small ridge on the
other, side so as to reach the rest house.
Most of us, despite a
hard trek were shivering with cold. The boys who had
crossed the river earlier had a fire made out of the wet
logs of wood picked up from the jungle. It was so cold
that the limbs were numb.
We left our kit in the
rest house and trekked to Pindari Glacier. The distance
was about 12 km. climbing up and almost the same distance
while climbing down back to the base camp at Dwali.
Around 6.20 p.m. we
reached Furkia, a castle like structure, built by the
British. The magnificent building with its turrets and
chimneys reminded us about medieval architecture. While
climbing up from this spot slowly, the vegetation
disappeared. It was really difficult to climb up on the
frozen water slabs. It was a silent valley surrounded by
snow-clad cliffs. We reached the zero point at about 9.30
in the morning. It was foggy. The whole valley was
surrounded by misty cliffs. The splendid Pindari Glaciers
with all its majesty left us spellbound.
We left the zero point
and climbed further a few steps ahead to see the
surroundings around. It was a beautiful valley surrounded
by snow-clad mountains on three sides.
We returned back to our
base camp at about 4 in the evening. To commemorate the
trek, we had a memorable camp-fire. The boys and girls
went on dancing the whole night, forgetting their fatigue
and the return journey.
This feature was published on May 2,
1999
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