Things are ramping up and we are getting closer to the reason we travelled so far. Flying into Kullu only elevated our excitement with a manual approach through the mountains and into the valley. Our plane was the only plane on the tarmac at the airport adding to the mystique. We hopped into a car for a 2+ hour journey on a winding sometimes single lane road paralleling the Beas River adorned with rafters and day hikers. The hills were peppered with houses and the towns tight with shops. We encountered many landslides along with road repairs and delays. When we finally made it to our destination it felt as though we had walked into a valley of the gods. The grounds are multi-levelled with terraces, gardens, stone walkways and of course heli-pads. We were briefed on helicopter safety, avalance rescue and fed well. Tomorrow the adventure begins. While you are all sleeping we will be skiing the Himalayas.
