Azure Waters. Envision it for a moment, nestled among the buzzing pines.
This location is genuinely off the conventional path, with only a handful of signs directing you there. You navigate a dirt road beside a river for an hour, your head bumping against the car ceiling with every significant bump. Though it’s merely five miles, the road is too rough to travel any quicker.
Abruptly, the rocky terrain transitions to a smoother path, and pines emerge all around you. The river shifts from murky to shimmering blue.
And you’ve arrived at a forest sanctuary, with just a few homes situated on the hills, the roaring river below in the valley, and those sharp, jagged mountains of Pakistan reaching desperately towards the sky.