Thanks for sharing this.
Very special for me, as my father was a gunner in the Indian Army and served for years in Arunachalam Pradesh, then called the Northeast Frontier Agency (NEFA). It wasn’t yet a state in the 1960s.
There were hardly any roads back then and they transported their mountain guns on Mules, who were trained to sit at the sound of gunfire so the guns could be assembled.
The Mules also had their own ration of Rum and it was a serious offense to embezzle that.
We visited many of those towns on a farewell trip before we left India, but via the route he sought to avoid. My wife is from Assam. Incredibly beautiful and raw landscape.
Incredibly the over 13 tribes that inhabit the state have completely different languages and very limited contact with each other before the 1940s. Their only common language is Hindi, which was introduced as the National language in the 1950s.
Really brave guy and very tragic that he passed. But have to salute the epic adventures in his short life. He made it count.