Diary Across the Hangrang Valley By thebengali on July 24, 2016 • ( 5 Comments ) July 16,2016. I now understand what the term ‘the wind whistling in my hair’ really means. This is a clip from the drive across the #Hangrang Valley after #Malling Nallah. Share this:TweetMoreShare on TumblrLike this:Like Loading... Related Categories: Diary Tagged as: Hangrang, Hangrang Valley, Himachal Pradesh, Himalayas, India, Kinnaur, Malling, Malling Nallah, Mountain Walker, Mountain Walking, Sanjay Mukherjee, The Mountain Walker, the wind whistling in my hair, thebengali
The ‘edge’ of uncertainty…it’s finally here! Makes my childhood delight Khandala ghat look like a walk in the garden Reply
Oh me…whatta journey…. Not just whistle of wind I would have also heard my heavy heartbeat, blood gushing and flowing all through!!! Hats off!!! Reply
The ‘edge’ of uncertainty…it’s finally here! Makes my childhood delight Khandala ghat look like a walk in the garden
Pendse! Good to find you here and in full spirit 😃
Oh me…whatta journey…. Not just whistle of wind I would have also heard my heavy heartbeat, blood gushing and flowing all through!!! Hats off!!!
There’s a lot more on this trip ahead. 😃
Looking forward to see more 🙂