Spiti in Winters |An experience of changing landscapes, riding a motorcycle to cold dessert |Day1-3

There could be traffic jam entering Shimla, first thing you would be searching is a room to unbind the luggage on you and your bike. As budget traveler I prefer dormitory but luckily found a room in the same budget this time. An evening in Shimla could make you forget all the tiredness or stressed life which is throttled behind this morning.

This evening could be a chance to explore the unexplored Shimla, like local markets, or searching stories in tunnels or finding a perfect click if that's your passion. In my case, I found a Kabul within Shimla read that story here on the link follows: https://danishkhanabadosh.wordpress.com/2018/03/03/travel_story_002/

At some moments, you would be driving on no road, but stones only with such scenes beside you.

It starts feeling different now, more into culture, small places to eat and a pinch of happiness seeing the success you have made as a traveler. Most doubts are washed away in the air that you felt while riding. With little philosophy in mind, and getting amazed about Himachal bus driver's skills, when I detoured 6 Kms to stay at Reckong Peo, it gave me a chilling cold sunset.

I am traveling with a professional photographer friend, so instead of just sleeping in our cheap room, we are wandering in Peo to find frames. It was my first such experience, finding the darkest place to set up camera and getting stars clicked after dinner. This small town is stunning and probably the last place towards Spiti where there are traffic signals.

Next day was bringing everything new for me, it was the road like I have never rode on before, bridges giving proud feeling to cross, and children waving hands at some biker. At the end of this day we would be at Kaza, at least we thought so.

Before having lunch at a village, the drive was speechless. The land was a cold dessert , and we were approaching height with bike climbing on hairpin bends. It would be long and quite ride before stopping for registration at Sumdo check post, the gate to Spiti valley.

Ahead is the experience that most people are not having in this life. River started freezing, waterfalls became ice-falls and I felt like a movie star driving fast on a straight long road in the valley surrounded by snow-peaked giants. The next destinations on the way to Kaza could be Nako (famous for a lake there) and Tabo (with the oldest monastery). We wanted to get to Kaza first, would have been made it before sunset if that perfect picturesque point hadn't stopped us just 6 Kms before it.