DAY 4 : SARCHU :
Sarchu, I would say it is a place a man should visit once in a lifetime, the nights are like never experienced before, if you're lucky to get a clear weather you can see a sky full of stars, only difficulty is oxygen ratio.
Sarchu (also known as Sir Bhum Chun) is a major halt point with tented accommodation in the Himalayas on the Leh-Manali Highway, on the boundary between Himachal Pradesh and Ladakh (Jammu and Kashmir) in India. It is situated between Baralacha La to the south and Lachulung La to the north, at an altitude of 4,290 meters.
Early morning in Keylong we had our breakfast and after some rest we decided not to stay for the next day and left for our next checkpoint which was Sarchu. Sarchu is typically the mid point of the whole journey and was around 100+ Kms from Keylong. We checked our bikes and equipped ourself with fuel, we also had a certain discussions about the strategy to follow for the rest of our journey specially after experiencing the nasty night ride.
At 12 PM(noon), we left from Keylong and decided to reach Sarchu by the end of the day to avoid situations we faced yesterday, keeping minimum stops throughout the journey in order to reach early before dark. The journey with every kilometer was getting more dangerous and filthy, which made us think twice everytime before taking a move ahead.
You might have admired the desktop wallpapers of sincere right? Have You? I realized how those thing can be extremely daunting when you encounter such things in real space. The roads were getting real tough to get through, sometimes we barely had a 3 feet of space to ride ahead for crossing the valley. Military movement all over the way was another challenging task to do with such small roads and the time passed like nothing.
It started getting dark and we realized that we were still far away from Sarchu, the winds went extremely cold by the time and we started facing severe headache due to altitude sickness and lack of oxygen density. Somehow holding, we reached Sarchu camp by 12 PM (midnight), the winds were extremely cold and the sky was not clear either, the 12 Hours of long continuous ride had completely drained all of us, we could barely move or talk to anybody in such a state, I desperately wanted to sleep but couldn't dive in due to severe headache.
It was no wonder the I myself with others got literally pissed off in the moment and started cursing about our decision to come this journey, I was sure at a moment that somethings bad gonna happen to me, and I am not going make back to home or might have to face serious consequences as there was nothing and nobody to help even in case of fatal.
I had some food and tried to calm myself to some extent by holding up strong but still couldn't sleep due to severe headache.