There was a time in my 20s when every weekend was an adventure. Almost any given weekend, you’d find me hiking up a new peak in the western ghats, chasing waterfalls, or camping under a blanket of stars. From Kudremukh to Kodachadri, I explored it all. But while I was busy conquering the misty mountains of the western ghats, something was missing—the towering, majestic Himalayas. In my late 20s, Life took over the driving seat. Work was demanding and sometime later, I got married. Result? the 7-10 day breaks I needed to explore the north truly became rarer. Before I …
