Finally, we finally decided to hit the road again. This is the life of the traveler. There comes a day when one have to leave to go further. Saying goodbye is not always easy but I think we keep the best of each place and each person met. The memories are engraved.
We learn a lot, and then further there will be something else to learn or to live. Travel is the school of life. It's getting to the point. I can say that I have a good life. I gave myself the means to live my dreams. I had the motivation to get out of a system that consists in losing my life to want to win. I prefer to live all simply.
The Enfield is well loaded, almost a bit too much, but I have a good driver. It is a four hours drive through the imposing mountains, and yellow, mauve, red, big pebbles, and sand dunes. A colorful desert punctuated oasis of life where each river passes. How beautiful! We never tire of these sumptuous landscapes offered by Ladakh!
In each village, we are greeted with a smile. The children hit us. The road workers shout Jullay to greet us. We would almost feel like heroes. Lamayuru is at the heart of breathtaking lunar landscapes. One would think to dream as so much it is magnificent and unreal! We rolled on the moon.
Day 1 - Dras
When we wake up, after a night in Lamayuru, it's raining hard. The rainfall in Ladakh is equal to the Sahara, but with climate change, it rains more and more in recent years. It represents a real danger for homes that are not built to support as much rain.
We took the opportunity to visit the monastery and fill ourselves with good energies. With other travelers we shared good times to discuss, to drink chai, to eat, to play chess and to drink chai again.
With the bike loaded, we decided to take the road to Kargil but the rain decided to follow us and the gusts of wind. We are encouraged by the signs along the way on the BRO boards that say when the going gets tough, the tough gets going.
After arriving at Kargil, it's like a little shock. Here we are back in the everyday India. This India is different from the one we had taken a vacation in Ladakh where everything is so quiet and peaceful. Here again begins the life full of thrills! At every corner a surprise arises. There are the colors, the smells, the noise, the horns sometimes unbearable, and the swarming crowd.
We continue the road after Kargil, in the rain and the wind. We move towards Dras in a setting that is more and more away from Ladakh. The further we go, the more we feel that Ladakh is already far behind us. Dras is the coldest habitable place in the world after Oymyakon in Siberia.
At night our neighbors on the top floor were so noisy that it was hard to sleep. Indeed, a bunch of rats partied upstairs doing funny noises all night long. It seemed that there was a big move over our head. In short in India, you should always expect everything and especially to be sometimes disturbed by more or less friendly critters.
Day 2 - Srinagar