In 1895 Swami Trigunatitananda left for Tibet to visit Mount Kailas and Manas-Sarovar. It was the most difficult pilgrimage anyone could undertake, but Swami Trigunatita’s s indomitable spirit carried him through thick and thin. It was June or July when he went and the snow had just begun to melt; he was overwhelmed by the panoramic beauty of the Himalayas. One evening he found himself on the bank of a river with no way to cross except by going over an old ruined dam. There was enough moonlight to see, so he decided to cross the river by jumping from one rock to another. While he reached the middle, a thick patch of cloud covered the moon, obscuring his vision. He was completely helpless. One false step meant that he would be carried away by the swift current of the icy water. He began to chant the name of Sri Ramakrishna. All of a sudden he heard a voice say, ‘Follow me,’ and he went forward. Before he knew it, his feet touched the firm ground on the other shore. Just then the clouds disappeared and the moon shone forth with all her former brilliance. He did not see anyone around. He realised that his Master’s grace and protection were still with him.