Finding My Bliss Amidst the Boulders: A Solo Trek to Tada Falls
The insistent chirping of my alarm pulled me from a peaceful slumber. It was a wonderful morning in Chennai, the kind that hinted at a bright and energizing day ahead. Yesterday, a quiet hunch had whispered of the need to connect with nature, to stretch my legs, and to breathe in air untainted by the city's hustle. Trekking. The word resonated deeply. And so, as planned, I woke up with a sense of anticipation. A quick refresh, a backpack already half-packed from the night before, and I was ready to embark on the roughly 1 hour and 15-minute journey to the Tada trekking spot. The roads were relatively empty at 7 AM, allowing for a smooth drive towards the Andhra Pradesh border. I reached the small Tata town, the gateway to Tada, and my stomach reminded me that a good trek starts with a good breakfast. Knowing I'd be spending a good three hours amidst nature, the thought of fueling my body with something wholesome felt crucial. Luck smiled upon me in the form of a small, unassu...