A trip to Indira Point: Down memory lane, 37 years back

Contd from previous issue
It was 7 AM sharp, Wednesday the 25th April 1979, the D-Day, when we started trekking. After walking for a while on the trunk road, we took a shortcut; this would save us five miles of walk, my guides assured. Sweating and panting, after half an hour’s climb through a steep, narrow and rugged path, we again touched the blacktopped road. Another two hours walk brought us before a board put up by Project Yatrik which warned, “STOP. CROCS CROSSING. CROCS BURROW”. It was the end of the 40.700-km-long North-South Trunk-road. We were at Galathea river basin. 

Contd from previous issue
It was 7 AM sharp, Wednesday the 25th April 1979, the D-Day, when we started trekking. After walking for a while on the trunk road, we took a shortcut; this would save us five miles of walk, my guides assured. Sweating and panting, after half an hour’s climb through a steep, narrow and rugged path, we again touched the blacktopped road. Another two hours walk brought us before a board put up by Project Yatrik which warned, “STOP. CROCS CROSSING. CROCS BURROW”. It was the end of the 40.700-km-long North-South Trunk-road. We were at Galathea river basin. 

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