In late April we went with a bunch of friends for white water rafting near Rishikesh in the Himalayan foothills. It's a pleasant train ride from Delhi and a really cool activity. The picture above doesn't show any of us, but I thought I would start out with a bit of white water action. The rapids do get significantly bigger than this one though - but this is the one I could reach by foot from the camp.
Our camp. We were living on a really nice sand beach with a long row of two-man tents facing the river. In the chair is Howell from the American Embassy.
Susanna inside our cosy tent. As you can see we brought some supplies.
Two happy rafters, Sidsel and Susanna, getting ready to conquer the river. About 10 minutes after this picture was taken, Susanna left her 7000-rupee sun glasses on a rock, forgot about them and never saw them again.
Finally on the raft. We could bring our cameras, but they were kept in a dry-bag, so we could only get it out on the calmest stretches along the route. So not to much action here, but we did get into some pretty massive rapids - by beginner's standards. From the left this is Mirva (From the Finnish Embassy), Emil (earlier at the Embassy now working for a Danish company in Delhi), Cathrine (just peeping out from behind my head), me and Sidsel.
Mirva, enjoying the trip.
Even on the calm stretches of the river you don't get bored. The nature is amazing and there is plenty of life around you to look at (monkeys, deer, birds etc.)
Towards the end of one of our trips we stopped for an opportunity to make this terrifying jump. Since I'm not a very good swimmer and too comfortable with the element of water I chickened out, but Alistair (from Iceland) here made a couple of nice jumps.
And also Howell jumped, using a slightly less orthodox style.
After the raft, there was time for hanging out in the camp with some (relatively) cold drinks. At night a fire would be lit to keep the party going.
It's not all about rafting and partying though. It is also an interesting area for someone interested in wildlife such as myself. Across the river from our camp we would see this tiny species of deer, called Muntjac, come down for a drink. This animal is also known as the barking deeer, since it barks almost like a dog.
Nice lizard of species unknown to me. Haven't seen this one before.
Peacock landing after crossing the river.
The remnants of some unfortunate animal near the river.
A couple of Grey Hornbills. Very large and spectacular birds, which I had wanted to see for a long time. Enlarge picture to see them better.
Me caught by Susanna dipping my feet in the cool water in a lovely spot a good 15 minute walk upriver from the camp. I wouldn't mind going back there soon...