Has anyone ever figured out what brings out the essence of a real camp? I had never even thought of this before embarking on this journey. To me, the essence of a real camp lies in the surroundings, the environment that envelops the camp. The Ayar Jungle camp, where we, Grade 8 students went to this time, is located at the top of the mountains in Nainital and is surrounded by dense forests and a clear blue sky. The mornings were misty and magical with the clouds winking dully at the trees. In the nights, it was cold and eerie with every shadow casting an alien like figure on the dark, damp ground; all combined to make a fabulous setting for time to be spent with friends and engaging in all kinds of activities.
Physical activities have always been one of my favourites, be it regular sports or rock sports. In this camp, such was the focus on building up on fitness and participation that everyone forgot their problems and thoroughly enjoyed the activities.
Be it rock-climbing, mountain biking, rappelling, or guerilla warfare, the instructors were there, making sure we were safe, but along with that, making sure we had the time of our lives. The food was spectacular, the hospitality was fabulous and the enjoyment levels surpassed anything I had ever experienced before.
Be it rock-climbing, mountain biking, rappelling, or guerilla warfare, the instructors were there, making sure we were safe, but along with that, making sure we had the time of our lives. The food was spectacular, the hospitality was fabulous and the enjoyment levels surpassed anything I had ever experienced before.
If given an option, I would definitely revisit this camp and attempt all the activities again, because this was a once in a lifetime trip I wouldn’t mind going on again and again.
