"The Mountains are calling and i must go". ~John Muir.
The line is quite true. A call from heart always come which takes us and forces us to mother nature at whatsoever the situation is. This winter i was in a snowland of Uttarakhand. R u admiring where it is ??
On hearing about Snowland of Uttarakhand various names comes into mind like Auli, Chopta, Mussorie. But my snowland is not so common. It is a bit offbeat.
Journey began from Dehradun. We reached Dehradun at 4:00 a.m. from Delhi. We went near Mussorie Bus Stand (Parvatiya Bus Stand Dehradun) taking a auto from ISBT. It was 4:30 in the clock . We were waiting for the bus to Sankri. At around 6:00 a.m. we took private bus from a distance ahead of the bus stand as the govt. Bus was quite late in morning.
The bus took the road of vikasnagar and then started climbing the hills towards Damta. Yes we are ascending on the road towards Yamuntori. We did our journey for around 6 hours and stopped at Damta for some lunch.
After lunch the journey continued thorugh lush greenery. Turn by turn the bus climbed up towards Purola. We left the Yamunotri Road. And took the Naugaun-Purola Road. The day was pathetic. Our target Sankri was still far. The bus journey was of 10 hours. We slowly crossed the villages of Naugaun, Purola, Jarmola and Naitwar and reached Mori.
It was a break of half an hour at Mori before the final push. We came down had some snacks and again moved on further. The road became a bit bad. We moved past Mori and Kotgaon and reached Sankri. The bus journey ends. But our day was tiring and unending was our homestay as booked at Balveer's Home(Himalaya Home) , saur, Sankri Range. It was near about 500 m from Sankri. The walk did some acclimatization . But the load in our back screwed us. It was totally dark when we reached Saur at evening.
Balveer Ji greeted us with Chai and Pakoda. We made our fireplace and enjoyed with some other mumbai guys and our team from Kolkata. It was a nice time. Meanwhile Balveer's wife (aunty ji) came and said "khana lag gya" . We ran towards the kitchen as we were quite hungry. The kitchen was quite warm with a central furnace. She served rice,roti, sabji , a local pahadi green leaf preparation, pickle and papad. It was heavenly. The warmest behaviour touched our heart.
When we went out we felt the chill temperature was subzero (-4 degrees). We slept a sound sleep night.