Long before the moon recedes and the sun punctures through the horizon a group of dedicated yogi’s in training are dressed and ready with mats strapped to our backs for our day-off excursion. We commence a walk through residential alleys and over Ramjula bridge to a car that awaits it’s cargo of curious foreigners. A forty minute drive up a windy road takes us higher with each sharp turn.
As some of us fall car sick, we look around and realize that we’re completely covered in clouds. The fog has made it impossible to see what lies in front of the vehicle. Both parts scary and thrilling, a few of us close our eyes while the rest continue snapping pictures and giggling nervously. By 0500 hours, we’ve reached the end of the road and arrived at our destination, the summit of the Kunjapuri Temple. We stretch our limbs out of all sides of the truck and introduce our lungs to the new elevation.
The legend goes that this temple, one of 52 Shaktipeeth temples in Uttarakhand, is the location of Sati’s chest which fell when her husband Lord Shiva was carrying her burned body to rest. Both eerie and peaceful this holy site is frequented by locals and tourists alike.