Gulmit in upper Hunza. The town has been cut off from rest of the world as a part of road has been submerged in Atabad lake formed by landslide in 2010.
A trip to Hunza had always been on my (never ending) wishlist. But honestly I had no idea that it will be this beautiful. It was an achanak trip, with little planning and very little publicity. We didn't invite all our friends for the event, it was just a sudden plan to go on a car and before the rest of our group knew it we were on our way to Gilgit-Baltistan.
This is how Rakaposhi looks from the top of the mountain, right opposite her! This mountain can be scaled from Nasirabad and Hassanabad however we started the trek from our home in Nasirabad. The meadows at the top are called Hachinder where the cattle and shepherds of Nasirabad spend most of their summer.
When after a long journey through mountains, valleys, villages and hills; I saw Deosai for the first time, it struck to me as if Wordsworth wrote the poem for Deosai.
