Morlem Gad Trek — 14th September 2025

Some treks challenge the body.

Some quietly change the way you look at the forest.

The Morlem Gad Trek did both.

On the morning of 14th September 2025, we set out on a 3.5 km trail — short in distance but steep in spirit. After sharing breakfast together, we began the walk at 9:00 am, stepping into a landscape that immediately slowed our pace and sharpened our attention.

Our first destination was the waterfall, where cool mist and rushing water welcomed the group. From there, the real climb began.

Climbing Through a Living Forest

The trail grew steeper as we moved upward, but no one rushed. Everyone walked at their own rhythm, taking time to notice the forest as it revealed itself — the layered bird songs overhead, frogs resting along the path, butterflies drifting between patches of sunlight, mushrooms emerging from fallen logs, and tiny streams and forest pools appearing at every turn.

It was the kind of walk where the forest doesn’t feel like scenery — it feels alive, watchful, and deeply present.

Reaching the top brought an unexpected reminder of that truth. We came across sloth bear scat, a quiet but powerful sign that we were not alone on this mountain — that we were moving through shared space, home to countless other beings who belong here just as much as we do.

Lunch, Laughter & the Way Back

We sat together at the summit for lunch, resting, talking, soaking in the vastness around us, and capturing a few photographs to carry the memory forward. For some participants, this was their very first trek, and the sense of achievement was unmistakable.

The return journey held its own magic. As the group made their way down, one section was rewarded with a beautiful sighting — Golden Jackals, moving quietly through the forest, a final gift from the trail before we stepped back into the world beyond the trees.

Why We Walk

Morlem Gad reminded us why we trek — not to conquer landscapes, but to meet them. To listen. To observe. To understand that every trail is part of a larger living story.

By the time we returned, legs were tired, hearts were full, and the forest had left its mark on all of us.

🌿 Experience the Wild. Follow the Footprints.