Georgia - Day 6 | Mestia
Hey Guys,
This was my second day in Mestia.
I woke up to the most serene and calming view ever, excited
and pumped for what the day had to offer. Since I woke up really early, I made the
most of it by sipping on some coffee and spending time with the home owner’s
dogs. I LOVE dogs, and these two babies were the most squeezable one’s ever. It
was as though two fluffy clouds were walking around on fours.
Most of the dogs is Georgia are bigger in size. There are
some common breeds like the Caucasian shepherd, which are bigger than the
regular shepherd dogs you see (I need to stop talking about Dogs).
Moving on, we left for the 8 hour (you read that right) hike
to the lake equipped with food and water. When he said 8 hours, I mentally
fainted and contemplated on my physique and strength (the latter which I do
lack). I did a nervous giggle and promised myself that I’d push myself and make
it uphill (short-lived).
The road uphill was steep, which is just an indicator to let
you know that I ignored my previous statement even before trying. Giorgi, an experienced
and seasonal hiker was definitely fascinated (read: disgusted), that I started
panting in the first 20 minutes itself. However, I haven’t seen such an
encouraging, supportive and patient guide ever. He was so kind and may have
already grasped my lack of physical strength.
Uphill, was a beautiful journey which included
87259446565544646513556564 , 2 minute breaks. But the view, the clean spring
water, the company all made it a fun and an experience I'd always cherish. We (I) huffed and
puffed and walked uphill through winding lanes, houses (secluded at the top),
dirt tracks, pebble tracks, and rocky terrains (aka bigger pebbles).
I was excited with the prospect of drinking water from the
waterfall, and that was one of the pit stops where we had crisp ice cold water.
It tasted so fresh and unlike what I have had. We reached a main pit stop,
wherein we decided to have lunch and then proceed. A shade structure that
overlooked a giant iron cross was a considerate stop to rest and move.
We sat there for some time, ate our lunch and joined in with a singing and dancing session with another group.
We sat there for some time, ate our lunch and joined in with a singing and dancing session with another group.
The lake was another 3 hours to go (in my case 5 hours), and
since we were running short of time and breath we decided to head back through
another trail. it was filled with flowers and was nothing short of a fairy tale,
and I also spotted a cute little house nestled cozily amidst trees generously covering
it up. It was an abandoned house, and so we decided to explore the quaint house
and its surroundings.
The hike downwards was easier and much faster with one stop.
We just continued amidst conversation, and picking flowers and making a flower
crown. It was fun and downright crazy. But oodles of fun.
We reached back and I requested to go on top of the tower. We sat there for a good amount of time. The stillness of it all, the way nature danced and changed colors in front of us. That very moment was breathtakingly beautiful. I felt so grateful and full of happy emotions at the sight of nature. It was inexplicable.
We reached back and I requested to go on top of the tower. We sat there for a good amount of time. The stillness of it all, the way nature danced and changed colors in front of us. That very moment was breathtakingly beautiful. I felt so grateful and full of happy emotions at the sight of nature. It was inexplicable.
If you plan on visiting Mestia, stay at the Goshteliani
guest house and get in touch with Giorgi. His mama makes the nest bread and
coffee.
Mestia will always be
close to my heart. It’s a place I had gone unprepared, but loved every bit of
it.
Read Day 1 HERE
Read Day 2 HERE
Read Day 2 - to Kazbegi HERE
Read Day 3 HERE
Read Day 4 HERE
