On first sight, anyone would simply traverse through Kasol. It is only after some time is invested in exploring it, that one realizes how beautiful and picture perfect it is. The population here is balanced equally between local Himachalis and foreign settlers. If one questions the presence of blonde toddlers on the village streets mingling with their Indian buddies, the story of old time angrezi (foreigner) settlers will be narrated.
When in Kasol, opt for the forests of Pines that border the village. The camping site is right next to the river and another is located higher up through a maze of rhododendrons. Needless to say, the river is icy cold but not enough of a restriction to wandering horses that pass through each morning, sounding their approach through the woods.
Cooking in the wild is always enjoyable but if the palate is hungry for pampering, then options of pancakes and apple-pies are easily available from the German Bakery in the village. And of course, the Indian Dhaba cuisine is unbeatable - nothing beats the stuffed aloo paratha (potato baked within flat bread) and hot chai (tea) with the mist drifting past, literally sniffing in the delicious aromas.
You can indulge in walking. Journey down the forest, climb the hills, chase off to Manikaran on the trekkers track - through streams and rocky paths, wide enough to take only one foot at a time. Just remember to step aside courteously, as large herds of sheep file past, casting secretive looks towards all those who don't look like them!
It would be an understatement to say that time comes to a standstill. Spend a week or a lifetime and go back craving for more. Kasol is not just an ordinary village. It’s not just another getaway from the heat zones. It’s an experience and the sole way to enjoy is to experience it!