After a 12-hour bus journey from Delhi to Mandi, we were finally in Himachal. It was about 6:30/7 in the morning and we were in love with the fog, both the one that surrounded us and ones we made with our lungs.
From there we set out in a small traveler van that took us on a long-winding uphill route to Prashar Lake.
We made it to the top from where we could see the pristine Prashar Lake.
It was a little difficult to breathe. So, pro tip – carry camphor in a tiny cloth and inhale it whenever you feel breathless, it sure did help us.
Back to the lake.
Apparently, no one knows how deep the Prashar Lake really is, and there’s a floating moss island within it!
There’s a 13th century three-storied temple that resembles a Pagoda and there are many legends that tie it back to the events of the Mahabharata. When we stepped in, we kept jumping from tile to tile; the ones that faced direct sunlight were burning hot while the others were ice cold.
Everything was so peaceful up there.
We just wanted to sit here and camp.*
But we headed back to Kasol for the evening, shopped and visited adorable little cafes.
*Our aching legs were a major influence.