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.
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.
The day of 14th August was a couple of days away, so dedicated rest of cycling days to our country Pakistan. We equipped our bicycles with the early breakfast & decorated our bicycles with Pakistani flag. The ride got a purpose, we were spreading unity & love among the people of Ghizer. If 10% of them sees us and think these are the men from our country who are spreading love, we could feel our visit was worth doing.
After exploring "Golaghmuli village" early in the morning, my hunger made me find my way back to the hotel. “Anda-Paratha-Chai” was a perfect typical combination of breakfast served in the bright sunshine. It was expected to be a hot day, and the terrain to "Langar" was not expected to be friendly either. Dry and dusty mountains with steep ascents having no sign of trees were waiting for us. I was already exhausted in the rough and tough day when we reached Teru.
