Sometimes one picks up an activity out of curiosity and pretty soon it dawns that this activity engrosses you to such an extent that it becomes an integral part of the life. Hiking/Trekking is one such activity that has happened to me, though I picked it up quite late yet am drawn to it in
1030 in the morning and I am on a lonely sand swept broken road, camouflaged desert bunkers are all around me and I can imagine sharp eyes peering at me through the slits. This is the region of harsh reality far long away from the touristic hordes that visit Kutch advertised by Mr Amitabh Bachhan.
“A cold wind was blowing from the north, Winter is coming.” ― George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones Though the preparation was underway for over two years yet it picked up steam only in the last eight months or so but guess the gradual preparation helped and was able to cater to each point of the