Ill keep the travelogue brief....and it starts with wednesday morning.
I woke up at 4am. Packed all the neccessary stuff i needed for the trek.

My RX was ready too for the deal.

Day 1 :
I set off Wednesday morning 5am to Nagtibba. Rode 85kms to a village named Pantwari.
Route: Dehradun--mussorie--kenptyfalls--yamuna bridge--Nainbagh--pantwari.
Pantwari is a very small village. A trail to right takes one to Nag Tibba. 5-6kms of this trail is probably the best trail ive ridden on. Indeed a boon for off road freaks. I was on the pegs piercing though it. Speed trailng on mountains at 9500ft was surreal and heart pumping.

At mussorie

Trail from Pantwari To Nag Tibba

I reached the Nag Tibba base by 1:00am. I got late due to a puncture and buying some necessary food for the night.
Parked my vehicle nearby a hut and i started climbing the hill. It was a sepherd's trail...very rocky and a lil steep. Climbing wasnt easy. Water is a thing there hard to find. I had a one litre bottle with me. I climbed an odd 1-1.5kms and i found a water source...consequently had my thirst satisfied and bottle refilled.

Further climbing for 3 hours i reached at a certain top...and tired i decided to plant the tent there itself.
The view around was surreal. Its was 5pm evening already. Tent was set up food was ready. And i was at 9500ft chilling with snow capped mountain peaks
Setting sun from the campsite


It was night and cold and i lit uo the fire. I had gathered the firewood for the whole night and set uo the fire and sat beside it till 11pm and i then set off to sleep.

The day ended with lots of physical toll...thrilling off roads and beautiful scenic nature. Btw I own a Duke200 but My RX has been a dear to me....and i rely more on my RX and the 100km run was easy on it and full of fun.
The best part was the hill top i reached post climbing...I planted my tent, lit up the fire and gazed into the horizon with nothing absolutely nothing in my head. And that was free....those moments are a hypnotic diversion i crave for and this craving is what will make me to make a run for it every single time. I could see the distant storm and thundering clouds...the peaks i could see from over the back of my head were snow laden. ..and it just started about to drizzle a little. I crawled into ny tent with my head out still gazing the valley beneath and admiring the surrealness there. With all the nothingness, in the heart of that moment was eternity. I could clearly live that moment again typing this!












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