It snowed that night. Our duct tape mending held (woohoo!) and we commenced our return trek.Nothing out of the ordinary, just some more falling and trying to get up , collecting our dignity lying shattered over the chadar on the way.We passed groups who were making their way to Naerak, realising that we were reaching the end of our trek. We were reunited with Ashwini, Sachin & Niraj , who brought back with them stories of Yak meat, and ice tunnels and snow leopard foot prints.Jealous, much?Read More
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222 Kms from Dibb
Best time to visit - January,February,March,April,August,September,October,November,December
A quick getaway destination for Delhi-NCR residents, Mussoorie or the 'Queen of Hills' is the most favoured place for anyone battling urban heat. It remains quite crowded from May to July, as popular hotels and hangouts such as Mall Road, Mussoorie Lake, Kempty Falls and Gun Hill remain pervaded with tourists no matter where or what you may set your eyes upon. But if you carry the spirit of an explorer within you, Mussoorie can surprise you in many ways. For instance, if you curious to check out where the man who Mt. Everest is named after, once lived, you can reach the house and laboratory through a picturesque 4 km walk from Library Bazaar or Gandhi Chowk. Ditch the customary visit to Kempty Falls and take an uplifting trek to the quiet, serene and crystal clear Jharipani Falls instead. Mussoorie, when mist free, provides frame-worthy views of the Himalayan ranges, which can be enjoyed at points such as Lal Tibba, Nag Tibba and Camel Back Road, all of which need to be trekked or walked to, with the effort being worthwhile. Devalsari, a village quietly burrowed 55 km away from Mussoorie, is the gateway to the Nag Tibba trek and a location perfect for seeing beautiful butterflies and birds in the heart of nature. For those curious to delve into Himalayan life, history, art, culture and spirituality, Soham Heritage and Art Centre gives exquisite displays of the former, through various artefacts. As for foodies, restaurants such as Neelam, Imperial Square, Meeting Point Cafe and Casa Mia bakery do justice to North Indian, European and Tibetan cuisines and also offer delicious cafe knick knacks and drinks. Read More
A quick getaway destination for Delhi-NCR residents, Mussoorie or the 'Queen of Hills' is the most favoured place for anyone battling urban heat. It remains quite crowded from May to July, as popular hotels and hangouts such as Mall Road, Mussoorie Lake, Kempty Falls and Gun Hill remain pervaded with tourists no matter where or what you may set your eyes upon. But if you carry the spirit of an explorer within you, Mussoorie can surprise you in many ways. For instance, if you curious to check out where the man who Mt. Everest is named after, once lived, you can reach the house and laboratory through a picturesque 4 km walk from Library Bazaar or Gandhi Chowk. Ditch the customary visit to Kempty Falls and take an uplifting trek to the quiet, serene and crystal clear Jharipani Falls instead. Mussoorie, when mist free, provides frame-worthy views of the Himalayan ranges, which can be enjoyed at points such as Lal Tibba, Nag Tibba and Camel Back Road, all of which need to be trekked or walked to, with the effort being worthwhile. Devalsari, a village quietly burrowed 55 km away from Mussoorie, is the gateway to the Nag Tibba trek and a location perfect for seeing beautiful butterflies and birds in the heart of nature. For those curious to delve into Himalayan life, history, art, culture and spirituality, Soham Heritage and Art Centre gives exquisite displays of the former, through various artefacts. As for foodies, restaurants such as Neelam, Imperial Square, Meeting Point Cafe and Casa Mia bakery do justice to North Indian, European and Tibetan cuisines and also offer delicious cafe knick knacks and drinks.
After bungee we all were discussing about the jump where I met these two guys - Adarsh and Ketan. That day only Prakshaya was leaving, so I made a plan with them to go on a day tour to Mussoorie. We exchanged our number and planned a place to meet in morning. After that I went to look for a place to stay. I spotted a decent looking hotel and went in to ask price. The manager was an old man and asked for Rs 800 a night, but as I was alone I gave my 'student hoon uncle' wala funda and managed to get the room for Rs 250. Yeah that's correct :D 250 !! That too with a cozy double bed, room service, hot water, TV n all :D I read my novel for a while, went all over again the day in my head and went to sleep.Now, we booked Indica with an awesome driver for a day for Rs 3500, which included roaming around Mussoorie, Dhanaulti, Kanatal, Dehradoon and back to Tapovan.
On this independence day, Standing on the terrace I was bit high ;) People were flying kites. They were more interested in cutting other’s kites rather than enjoying their own flight. With the sun setting down, the sky was painted in orange colour, The birds flying back to their homes. I stood amazed by the marvelous of the Qutub Minar , surrounded by the green patch of land. Each minute a flight descends as its belly touches the tip of qutub minar in the long distance. The winds were gushing all over. I was standing on the edge of the cliff. I wanted to FLY . One ,two and three, I jumped off the platform. It took me three seconds to realize that I wasn’t flying but falling rapidly. Didn’t know when that 83 mts is going to end. STOP. Let’s go a week behind. 7 panick attacks in 5 days. With enough disappointments and frustrations I had a huge spat with my best friend. I started my bike at 0300 hrs. Being tired to failing to reach every pre fixed destinations of life, I chose to travel now with no destination. I wore my army combat pants and boots which eliminated the last thoughts. I hit the highways, the roads were empty, the sun played hide and seek with the clouds. Though I ve heard all songs in my playlist, I understood it for the first time. I reached a family friends place in Dehradun for lunch. Uncle and my dad served together 12 years back in Delhi. Me and his two kids ,now as adults reminisced the little fun we had during childhood , testing each others memory. The next day I planned to visit mussoorie and stay for the night. Since I don’t like crowded place, I took a diversion to bhatta falls. A classy 5 step water falls. The minimal population made it a perfect place to enjoy certain solitude. I trekked along the waters to sit on a stone n the middle of the river. It was bit sunny and I rose to leave. Reached the view points of mussoorie and recced through the mall roads. It was yet 1500 hrs. I decided to ride further more to escape the crowd. As I started a sign borad pops up- Dhanaulti ( 36 kms). As I reached Dhanaulti, the temperature dropped to around 12 degree celcius. All I had as a sweat shirt and every time the wind blew , cold crawled through my face. A nice room for 500 bucks. I had two cups of chai and sat in the corridor facing the step civilization. Few bunches of houses here and there inbetween the valley. I ate half kilos of chicken all by myself and squirmed into the cozy blankets. I switched on the Tv to watch ABD smash all balls over the boundary. He was then playing for RCB. I woke up as the morning sun warmed up the air. The owner said, I should visit tehri dam before leaving
It was my second week of course work classes at college and I was already frustrated with daily formalities and boring lectures. I prepared a mental plan to visit Mussoorie with few of my seniors or friends. Mind you such mental plans I keep on making almost once or twice of every month. So, finally Friday evening arrived and I thought knowing the busy schedule of other people that why not I go alone. There was a safe side to it since I knew about the destination and all the roads leading to it. The unsafe part was the weather. It was the month of July and a heavy rainfall was happening everywhere leading to the possibility of land slides in hilly areas. But then I thought well that can be taken up as another challenge. I have to go and experiment with this one. An inner voice literally pushed me from outside. So at around 11 pm on Friday I was surfing through this site called ' Trivago' and somehow booked my hotel in Mussoorie for one night. It cost me around 2000 Indian rupees and I was pretty satisfied by the photographs of the room and the hotel. The name of the hotel was - hotel Basera at mall road near Gandhi chowk. For a minute after booking the hotel I could not believe that I did the booking. It was so unusual for a person like me to do such a thing. It was very random and quick. But this act pushed me to pack my bags and set my alarm of 6 am next morning. I informed my senior about my to be adventurous trip and told her if you still find me sleeping in my room the next morning then you can assume that I didn't left at all .But the opposite happened; I got up around 5 am and left my hostel around 6 am.On arriving at the bus stand which is quite near to my college gate I completely forgot about the Kanwar season. This a brief reminder to everyone that there is a Kanwar yatra that happens in the monsoon season near Haridwar which is an annual pilgrimage of devotees of lord Shiva in which these people fetch holy water of river Ganga and travel to their native places on foot in order to offer the holy water to the local Shiva temples. Currently, this religious yatra has become quite unsafe for other pedestrians and travelers because of many reasons that I cannot discuss here. So, I saw everywhere these Kanwar people looking suspiciously at me and I was really worried about how will I get on the bus to Dehradun alone. But I gathered courage and went on with my general inquiry for the bus. See here I would like to say if the God's wish matches with your wish then no matter what you will complete the task and your wish will be fulfilled. These lines are put here because the moment I stepped near the inquiry counter I found my two juniors waiting for the same bus. Oh! what a relief I got after seeing them. The journey to Dehradun in a bus that costed me around 81 Indian rupees went really good. We chatted a lot throughout the journey and I found out that these people were going to a place called Chamba on bikes which they were going to hire from Dehradun.On arriving at Dehradun ISBT, I took a blue colored sharing tempo which is called ' Vikram' in this area to Mussoorie bus stand. The ride cost me 10 rupees. I reached the Mussoorie bus stand and took my ticket to Mussoorie of about 56 rupees. The beautiful bus journey to Mussoorie made my small attempt fruitful. The moment I saw the mountains my heart jumped with excitement.' It is always the same with mountains. Once you have lived with them for any length of time, you belong to them. There is no escape'- Ruskin BondThese beautiful lines came to my mind on the journey. I was getting a bit sleepy and dizziness was what I was experiencing probably due to the hills and no breakfast in the morning. A huge mistake. I learned this lesson that whenever one is leaving for a journey morning breakfast is a must. Because this thought dawned upon me that who will take care of me if I fall ill here. I don't have any companion. But thankfully on arriving at the hill station all the dizziness and sleep just faded. It was raining at moderate scale and I had a task in front of me to search for my hotel Basera. Upon inquiry, I found out the directional signage and followed the trail. Honestly in the middle, I felt as if whether I have committed another mistake of booking a shady hotel or not. The thought that sometimes what is shown on the net is not what is, in reality, came inside my tiny brain. I prepared a mental countermeasure to it that is to leave Mussoorie by afternoon. But surprisingly the hotel was very good and safe beyond my expectation. It was an off-season for tourists but still there was a lot of crowd in the hill station and also in the hotel that I booked. I found my room very cosy , neat, clean and safe.
5. Mussoorie -If you are looking for a weekend reprieve, Mussoorie should be at the top of your list. Widely known as the ‘Queen of Hills’ – this paradise on Earth is everything you can hope to look for. The natural beauty attracts tourists from across the country. Situated at around 7000ft, Mussoorie will give you breathtaking views of snow-capped peaks as well as the stunning Doon valley. It definitely is one of the best weekend getaways from Delhi.
20. The comfortable beauty of MussoorieNestled in the bosom of the Garhwal ranges is the beautiful Mussoorie, considered to be one of the top hill stations in India. Around 30 kilometres away from Dehradun, Mussoorie is referred to as the Queen of the Hills. The awesome view of the Himalayan Range that one gets to see from here is to die for thus propelling it as one of the top hill stations in India.
Mussoorie’s ghat is one of the most challenging ghats, I have driven. it's around 25 kilometers long ghat but its fun to drive. The challenge with this ghat is, though you are a good driver but people over here are nasty; they will not Honk on blind turns, they will overtake you on the risky roads and to top it all they will abuse you for driving slow. I was like what the hell :-|If you want a more challenging road then one must take the route via HaathiPaao. This seemed to be a newly built road, without any traffic, without any barricades, without any signboards, absolutely nothing except sharp and risky turns. Pooja and Bandi turned off the music, were mum and just hoping to move out as soon as possible. The beauty of this road was epic; mountain peaks covered with clouds, roads foggy, and mist in the air. I thoroughly enjoyed the ride.
Mussoorie9. Café By the WayCafe By The Way is one of those places where the ambience just can't go wrong, anytime any day. The place serves the best coffee in town and the innovative decor of the place will put you in a good mood right away.
MussoorieNext day early morning was target was exploring the Famous Hill station Mussoorie, due to time constraint, travelled to mussoorie with booked taxi car. Merely 38 Kms but the zig zag roads and the mountaneous view was worth watching. Mussoorie is at the elevation 2005 mtr.Chekouts & Significance:Kempty Falls : One can have a chilling experience and enjoy the Kempty Falls, chilled water flowing from the Foohills of himalaya Mountain, Though the place is highly commercialized with a boundary at the base of the water fall, we get to enjoy the chilled water freezing us still refreshing us. A ride through the Rope way or walk through the steps.One can have a bath & swim around, There is facility of changing clothes & get clothes on rent for Rs 10-20 /- . Company Garden : Its is a Place to have a watch on beautiful flowers planted and a walk through the garden and click some beautiful pictures.Can spend quiet time viewing the nature here. There is a wax museum to have a look on some wax statues there, true hard work.There are some eat out joints too. A small pond where you can paddle in a boat.Mall Road : A shopping destination at evening, you can gorge on some delicious local North dishes (Chole, Puri, Bhatura, Ras Malai... Yumm! it was) and travel through the Rope way, play some childhood games at uphill plateau, watch the scenic views, Parvati Temple.There is point wherein you can have a view through the telescope at the highest point of Mussorie- Lal Tibba, Old schools , Himalayan Foothills, Gadhwal Village, Nepali Kings Palace.These are the places to explore in case mussoorie is more than 1 day trip.Mussoorie Lake : Its is place with food joints besides a lake at the centre, i must say all the food items were expensive here.. Adventure sports such as paragliding, Bubble water walk, Mountain Biking etc are available, Can Try Paragliding after necessary bargaining as the time given to us for the glide lasts only for 30-40 sec. Dhanaulti is a hill station 24 kms from Mussoorie, altitude of 2280 Mtr and has quiet environment amidst in natures lap. People enjoy over night camping here. Eco park, sukanda devi temple are places to visit.Breathtaking view of our own Himalaya, Gadhwal himalaya is possible from here. To visit the snow cladded himalayan ranges is dream of many of us.. Mine is too on cards may be soon.
Beauty all around
"The Queen Of Hills" as is popularly known, Mussoorie covers an expanse of beautifully located hills at a drive of 1 hour from Dehradun. The fog clad moutains, steep yet curvy roads, the lush of green covering habitations and the chillness of the january winter are all to die for. Despite the abundant tourist spots about its periphery, a nomadic escapade through these hills unravels the culture and achitecture of this once colonial summer retreat.
70 Kms from Dibb
Best time to visit - February,March,April,October
The land from where once an ancient trade route to China would be embarked on, Manali is an abode for modern creativity now as much as it for withdrawal and adventure in the majestic mountains. From offering hostels, hotels, co-working spaces to the cave where once Arjun, the Pandava king had supposedly meditated (Arjun Gufa), Manali is no less than a global village. The mighty Himalayas have inspired many foreign settlements here, giving rise to popular European and Israeli cafes, restaurants and hostels, providing one a consortium of around the world cultures. This town is a true haven for adventure junkies who can indulge in river rafting, paragliding, camping, rock climbing, rappelling, zorbing at Solang Valley and Aleo. Manali has an array of breathtaking treks and sights for its nature lovers, for instance the Patalsu Peak, the Deo Tibba basecamp, Jogini Falls and the Rahala Falls. For all the solo riders out there, cruise your way through the snowy alley of Rohtang Pass while those who wish to travel back in time, can indulge in the exquisite display of culture and heritage at the Museum of Himachal Culture and Folk Art. Restaurants and cafes such as the Khyber Pass, Johnson's Cafe, La Plage, Drifters' Inn, The Hangout attract foodies for their culinary justice to everything from Thai to European cuisines and even some live music. If all this is too over the top for you, then reconnect with simplicity at Naggar Village, which is home to waterfalls, a beautiful castle, an art gallery and locals which have many stories to share and a cultural heritage to take pride in. Read More
The land from where once an ancient trade route to China would be embarked on, Manali is an abode for modern creativity now as much as it for withdrawal and adventure in the majestic mountains. From offering hostels, hotels, co-working spaces to the cave where once Arjun, the Pandava king had supposedly meditated (Arjun Gufa), Manali is no less than a global village. The mighty Himalayas have inspired many foreign settlements here, giving rise to popular European and Israeli cafes, restaurants and hostels, providing one a consortium of around the world cultures. This town is a true haven for adventure junkies who can indulge in river rafting, paragliding, camping, rock climbing, rappelling, zorbing at Solang Valley and Aleo. Manali has an array of breathtaking treks and sights for its nature lovers, for instance the Patalsu Peak, the Deo Tibba basecamp, Jogini Falls and the Rahala Falls. For all the solo riders out there, cruise your way through the snowy alley of Rohtang Pass while those who wish to travel back in time, can indulge in the exquisite display of culture and heritage at the Museum of Himachal Culture and Folk Art. Restaurants and cafes such as the Khyber Pass, Johnson's Cafe, La Plage, Drifters' Inn, The Hangout attract foodies for their culinary justice to everything from Thai to European cuisines and even some live music. If all this is too over the top for you, then reconnect with simplicity at Naggar Village, which is home to waterfalls, a beautiful castle, an art gallery and locals which have many stories to share and a cultural heritage to take pride in.
It was finally time to leave Manali. From the comfort of travelling in flights and cars to travelling in overcrowded buses, hitchhiking, walking for miles, cycling at midnight to satisfy midnight hunger pangs and what not."Wherever you go becomes a part of you somehow". I had to leave the place with a heavy heart. Backpacking alone took courage, determination and enthusiasm more than money. Looking forward to many such memorable trips in the future.
Nothing was planned for the day. The bus heading to Manali didn't stop as i had wandered far away from the bus stop to click some pictures, so i decided to hitchhike and fortunately a friendly truck driver dropped me off at Mall Road in Manali. I started exploring the markets and then came across a board sign saying "Nature walk, Manali". The Nature walk is filled with numerous pine trees and is at a walkable distance from the Mall Road.
It was a day before Diwali a couple of years ago. I was feeling particularly saddened over not being able to visit family in festivities. I had a choice in staying back in Delhi or causing a change of scenery. I chose the latter and booked my Volvo tickets to a tried and tested safe destination – Manali.So here’s a tip. When leaving Delhi a day before Diwali, keep at least 3 extra hours in hand just to reach the train/bus station. You will be surprised how covering a distance of mere 10 kilometers in Delhi pre-Diwali can be a Herculean task. As I took the metro from Gurgaon to the Bus Station, I did not know it will make me end up calling none other than the bus driver to plead him to wait 10 more minutes. God bless the driver, I eventually boarded the bus.Before I go on further, I just want everyone to know that this was my first ever recreational solo trip.With my brand new iPhone 6 plus in hand, I woke up to breath-taking scenery and a hope that this Diwali will compensate for the lost time with family. The bus ride of approximately 12 hours ended on a beautiful note when I took my first breath of fresh air next to the lovely Beas river. Another 30 minutes and I was checked in to the riverside Dragon Guest House in Old Manali.Since I reached on the morning of Diwali, India’s biggest festival, I wasn’t surprised to see the streets empty with only a few tourists in sight. What scared me even more was the moment when I realized I’m being followed by a bunch of local boys. While innocently looking around for a plate of food, I stumbled upon these hooligans who did not waste time in figuring out I was alone.One of them said – “Look, she’s going to the ATM. No worries. Let her come out. It’s gonna be a fun day, Bro..! One of them seemed to have a kind heart – “Chuck it dude, let her go. C’mon, let’s not bother her” To this, the other one replied- Why dude, is she your sister?This numbingly fearful conversation was enough for me to just pack my bags and take the next bus back home. But then, I decided I shouldn’t jump the guns and in an attempt to be around other people. I walked into a nearby restaurant, spotted a lean, kind-eyed, bespectacled white man, and sat on his table, pretending he’s someone I know or am friends with. If Bollywood had ever taught me any drama, this was the time to use my skills, and so after quietly communicating the situation to this stranger, I finally found my safe zone in the “now foreign” city.“My name is Matthias. And you?” he said, in a kind yet deep, husky voice. “I’m Suhani, I’m from Delhi. Thank you very much for playing along. I was really scared and didn’t know what to do.” I said with a sense of sheer relief. After meeting a series of jerks and experiencing all the douchebaggery, spotting the “good guy” wasn’t really a problem for me, you see. :)“Don’t worry now. You’re safe here” he assured.I thanked him for his assurance and then, it seemed, the ice was broken. I learnt that he was a French native, living and studying in New Delhi and was in Manali on a solo trip, since all his college mates had gone to their homes to celebrate Diwali.Upon hearing an equally identical story from me, he realized he wasn’t the only one alone in the city. We exchanged numbers and decided to meet the same evening if the other did not have any plans. During my time in that restaurant, I realized how effortless the whole experience was and that I could count on him to be a good travel companion during the next 3-4 days.A hearty meal riverside followed and I decided to take a nap after return to the hotel, hoping he will call. I maybe a confident woman but I didn’t want him to feel that his kindness is causing hindrance in his private time in the hills by himself. Thankfully, I was pleasantly woken up by his text in the evening and we decided to catch up. I’d be lying if I said that I did not see a possibility of travel romance in this meeting. However, he seemed so different from all the other men I had ever met or spoken to, natives or foreigners, that I remained careful in my conversations.
Day 1: Delhi - Manali (580 kms, 12 hrs)The night before the beginning of a trip is always a short one. It is almost impossible to put an over-active mind to rest and one twists and turns on the bed to fall asleep. So with limited sleep of just 3 hours, we finally left our flat in Vasant Kunj by 4 am. The high point of the drive till Bilaspur was the drive through Banur to avoid Chandigarh altogether. It must have shaved off at least an hour of our total drive till Manali. The road from Ropar till Kiratpur was also a pleasant surprise with the construction finally over and all flyovers complete. The lowest point, as is always, was the frustrating truck traffic between Kiratpur and Bilaspur. After driving non-stop for 6.5 hours from Delhi, we decided to stop for breakfast in Bilaspur. Breakfast at our usual stop, the Lake View hotel, was decent. Aarti then took over the wheel while I settled for some shuteye. Without any further incidents, we reached Manali by 4 pm. It was a record run for us till Manali, bettering our previous best run by at least half an hour. I wonder if Manali would be possible in 11.5 hours after the construction work on NH-1 is complete. As always, the next order of business was to reach Il Forno to have a late lunch. According to me, Il Forno serves not only the best pizzas in all of Himachal, but in all of India. Not to exaggerate, but the pizzas served even at La Piazza do not come close to the ones made by Roberta. You must give it a try when in Manali, if you love those thin crust non-oily pizzas like we do. The next course of action was to check in to “our” hotel, the Johnson’s Lodge at Manali. Since the HP govt. had decided to issue permits for non-HP registered vehicles to cross Rohtang, we had asked the hotel’s staff to arrange it for us. They had, thankfully, agreed to do so. That is when the owner dropped a bomb on us. She informed that Rohtang pass had been closed for a couple of days now, and that no vehicles had been crossing over. Our primary reason for doing a Zanskar centric trip via Manali, and not via Srinagar which would have made more sense, was to experience the Manali - Leh highway while going up, a thing that we had missed the last time around. Not ones to easily give up, we thought it would be best to speak to a couple of taxi owners on the Mall road before taking any further action. Meanwhile, as Aarti was busy checking in, I thought of making some good use of the light to capture the beautiful flowers in the garden near our room. A walk to the Mall road soothed our nerves a bit when we were informed that the pass is partially open with only jeeps able to make it through, and that too with much difficulty. What was reassuring was that it was at least POSSIBLE to cross Rohtang, although difficult. After arranging for breakfast and filling up the tank, we went back to the hotel to hit the sack as early as possible. We knew that we must push off from Manali early the next morning to beat the morning rush. What we did not know, however, was that we had a very long and frustrating day ahead of us.
Words are not enough to describe the amount of awesomeness this trip was packed with. The unmissable natural beauty of the Himalayas is a mesmerising spectacle. I was absolutely awe-struck as soon as the journey started in Manali and went click-crazy throughout the trip. It was interesting to note the transformation of the landscape throughout the 473 km long Manali-Leh Highway. A few hours of green, then white, then green again, then brown, then white, then green etc. etc. etc. The journey was a burst of colour and every scenery surpassed the previous one in awesomeness. There was one stretch, near Pang, that almost looked like a scene from a sci-fi movie. It was totally un-Earth-ish with giant sized hills and castles and gates made of sand.
Day 3: Manali to Leh – The Himachal Tourism Bus (Manali to Leh) is the most comfortable way to cover this stretch. The bus departs at 09:00 hrs and arrives Leh at around 19:00 hrs the next day. Costing 2500 INR, it proffers a night halt at Keylong that includes your dinner and breakfast as well.Adding to the advantage pool is those 10 minutes halts at all the major engrossing locations on this stretch (Tickets can be booked athttp://hp.gov.in/hptdc/Availability.aspx).Manali – Rohtang Pass – Chenab River – Koksar – Keylong – Bara-lacha La Pass – Sarchu – Nakee La Pass – Pang - Tanglang La Pass – Karu – Leh
Day 11- The last day at Manali, we stuffed ourselves with every cuisine possible, sang songs on karaoke and discovered how these 10 days made 10 of us strangers into one gang of friends. And I an quoting, '10 of us became one'.THIS!
We departed for Sarchu early in the morning at 6:30 am and crossed the Rohtang Pass and got our first glimpse of snow. Rohtang literally means pile of corpses due to people dying in bad weather trying to cross the pass. Though very touristy and dirty patches of slushy snow, we did not really went in there as we did not had those rented jumpsuits and rubber boots. I would suggest that if you are going in the peak summers, you better wait for Baralach La pass to enjoy the snow.
231 Kms from Dibb
Best time to visit - March,April,May,October,November
Dehradun is easily one of the most popular hill stations in India. Though easily accessible by all modes of transportation, taking the road would be the best way to experience this heaven. The drive will take you through dense forests on the hilly road and if you're lucky, you might even see a wild elephant or leopard pass you by. The fresh and dewy hill air will infiltrate your lungs and put you in a great mood right away. In terms of things to see, there is Robber's Cave, a river cave formation and Sahashtradhara, which is also a stunning sight of nature consisting of sulphur springs. But more than its sights, Dehradun is the perfect place for a family getaway. After all it has everything that you could need for a relaxing holiday. The town has many vintage bookshops (Natraj Publishers, The English Book Depot), college campuses with hilly backdrops, architectural marvels (such as the Forest Research Institute), alleys filled with quaint restaurants, adventure sports gear shops and forest resorts and hotels to fit every budget. Vishranti, a resort tucked away discreetly in the Sal forests of the Doon valley, deserves a special mention for its beauty and luxury. The city is a haven for foodies as Dehradun offers a lot of variety and affordability in its cuisine. Restaurants and cafes such as Doon Darbar, renowned for devour-worthy Mughlai dishes and The Buffet for its mouthwatering burgers, cutlets and coffee, are popular options. Read More
Dehradun is easily one of the most popular hill stations in India. Though easily accessible by all modes of transportation, taking the road would be the best way to experience this heaven. The drive will take you through dense forests on the hilly road and if you're lucky, you might even see a wild elephant or leopard pass you by. The fresh and dewy hill air will infiltrate your lungs and put you in a great mood right away. In terms of things to see, there is Robber's Cave, a river cave formation and Sahashtradhara, which is also a stunning sight of nature consisting of sulphur springs. But more than its sights, Dehradun is the perfect place for a family getaway. After all it has everything that you could need for a relaxing holiday. The town has many vintage bookshops (Natraj Publishers, The English Book Depot), college campuses with hilly backdrops, architectural marvels (such as the Forest Research Institute), alleys filled with quaint restaurants, adventure sports gear shops and forest resorts and hotels to fit every budget. Vishranti, a resort tucked away discreetly in the Sal forests of the Doon valley, deserves a special mention for its beauty and luxury. The city is a haven for foodies as Dehradun offers a lot of variety and affordability in its cuisine. Restaurants and cafes such as Doon Darbar, renowned for devour-worthy Mughlai dishes and The Buffet for its mouthwatering burgers, cutlets and coffee, are popular options.
247 Kms from Dibb
This beautiful town happens to be located in Jammu & Kashmir and is an abode for those who wish to pursue Buddhism. The place is surrounded by tall mountains, clear blue water, a white surrounding and many monasteries. The people here are warm and welcome tourists. Found midway between the Karakoram and Himalayan mountains, the beauty of Leh is beyond words, making it a hotspot with the tourists. Visiting the local markets here is a treat as one will get to browse through Tibetan jewelry, carpets, woolens and much more. Be sure to carry an extra bag to fit in all your purchases.
28th Septemeber 0600 hrs I was up. After a quick loo call, stepped out to the balcony with a cup of coffee. The air was crisp and cold, tempting me to spike my drink with something headier. Had it not been for the journey, I would have. Post checking emails and messages, posting the previous day pictures on social media sites, did a final bag check based on my cross examination of Arjun. Image result for leh to pangong lake road mapNo good loos on the way, so pack a roll of toilet paper, bacterial sanitizer, soap, anti-diarrheal medicines, motion sickness medicines, dry snacks including chocolate bars. I knew that 30 km of the road from Leh to Karu was great. Rest of the 120 km was "not bad" or at least not as bad as the Khardungla - Nubra road. I must confess that I hadn't done my homework as well as I usually do to be confident. My belly was sending out mixed signals, worrisome actually. By 0730 hrs we were both ready for the trip and breakfast. Had to stay light, so picked up whatever appeared to conform. Fruits and juice and a bit of cheese. After consuming it, I thought... just thought that it was possibly a big mistake. The waiting staff having discovered that we were off to Pangong, packed up a hamper from the breakfast buffet as we had hardly touched anything at all. The thoughtfulness more than the hospitality at this hotel really touched my heart. At 5 minutes to 8, I got a call, it was Arjun, he was outside. Now, that worry was ticked off from my list. "All good?" I asked. He nodded and said I should speak to "Haqqa" as Haq was addressed locally. Haq inquired if we slept well and well rested, and if there was anything that needed to be done while we were on the trip. I told him we should have dinner together and he was happy to accept. On our way, the first 30 minutes was a repeat of last evening, so I went into a light doze mode. We had to stop at Karu for submitting the permit. Arjun said that it was the last stop where one could find a decent loo. What I assumed was a 5 minute procedural stop, turned out to be a wait of 20 minutes. Arjun was nowhere to be seen. When he showed up, I asked why the wait and he said something about the road ahead being blocked for traffic until 0900 hrs. I called his bluff as I saw other vehicles proceeding and he too got in, though a bit reluctantly. Haq would hear of this, I don't like being lied to. The road condition was getting progressively worse, as was my mood. I could see road works being carried out, but that many patches of diversion and lots of mud and dust in the air. Normally, one would roll up the windows and turn on the air-con or heater as the case maybe, but in this vehicle, it was busted. Moreover, the sun rays had become strong enough to sting through the clothes. Some 10km and 20 minutes later we reached the village of Sakti. At this rate, I thought it would take longer than 5 hours to get to our destination. At Sakti, right enough, the road to Pangong was shut and the traffic was diverted to an alternate route. I say route because it was nothing but a dirt track going up hill. Windows had to be kept shut. If there was a meter to measure my angst, trust me, it would have been hovering around the danger mark. Fortunately, we were climbing and the temperature inside soon became bearable. 10 km and 30 minutes later, we were joined back to the Pangong Rd. This stretch looked well tarred and full of hope. I asked Arjun if the road from here on would resemble this surface? He responded saying mountain roads are quite unpredictable. Unlike the two days earlier, he wasn't in much of a talking mood. Maybe, bored of us, just as I was of the scenery outside. Nothing that was so exceptional for me to take pains to shoot. 22 km and 45 minutes later, we reached the military camp of Zingral. Arjun stopped the vehicle and ran to the loo. 15 minutes later he reappeared looking sick. Bad stomach he said. His disappearance at Karu could now be explained too. I gave him a tablet and asked if I should drive. He said, once we start the down hill track, he would let me drive. I discovered why soon enough. A km away, it was Khardungla all over again for the next 45 minutes covering the 12 km to Chang La (Altitude 17,500 ft 5,360 m), the supposed second highest motorable pass in India, if not the world. The climb is steep and the area an avalanche zone. That explains Mr. Arjun's "mountain roads are unpredictable" statement. Already behind time (it was 1130 hrs now), and still at half way mark (75km from Leh)I egged Arjun to drive on. There were patches of snow slush on the road, remnants the ice and snow that had slid down from a bit higher up. Arjun drove another 35 km to Durbuk, from there, I took over. There was some 45 Km of driving left, with me at the wheel 1 hr 15 min max. The road was narrow, bad in parts, but that's exactly what an SUV is born to tackle. The test of the pudding was Arjun falling asleep on the rear seat. My wife would have failed me in a driving test. She kept yelling at me to be careful, reminding us we have kids at home. I told her to focus on the scenery ahead and take some pictures. The landscape had changed and we were in what resembled a cross a cross between the Grand Canyon and Mars. We passed through a 100 mt stretch that had just been bulldozed after being shut by an avalanche a day or two earlier.At 1300 hrs, it was visible. Pangong Tso. My foot became heavier on the pedal and no amount of jumps and bumps could wake the baby called Arjun slumbering behind. Finally, we made it. Spectacular is all what I could say. One has to be an idiot to this journey, but then it's worth it. Now we had to psyche ourselves to endure the 5 hours back. A billion pictures, pee in an open to sky lav, maggi noodles and ginger lemon tea later, we hit the road. One could pitch a tent and explore the entirety of the lake. But that is for the serious adventurer. I could only set my clock backwards to take me back to Leh. Fortunately, the medicine and sleep had revived Arjun and he was back to his jovial self. The way back was just the same, except that I switched places with Arjun in the sick bay. The altitude at Chang la got me and I puked the morning fruit juice and tea that had been the cause of it. Besides that adventure, and stopping for 15 minutes on the road to act as good Samaritans to a car suffering a flat wheel, the journey was uneventful. We made it back in 4 1/2 hours. Yippee! And, Arjun was rewarded for the same. An early dinner with Haq recounting our adventure completed, we were tired and wanted to just sleep. Next morning was a flight to Srinagar, and the situation there, was reported to be too far from normal. But the hotel had called and informed us that a car would be waiting to pick us up. So it could not be as bad as being talked about - right?
The only words that seem to do justice to the timeless beauty of the Pangong Lake, are 'Paradise on Earth'.With hues that range from a brilliant turquoise to a deep blue, this shimmering patch of sky on land is the highest salt water lake in Asia.These tranquil waters are a must-see for anyone visiting Ladakh.
#Adventurous Leh-Ladakh trip#bike trip 3300km#royal Enfield#college friends#highest motorable road in the world#Three top highest passes in world-khardungla pass, changla pass, taglangna pass#sonmarg ,gulmarg#kargil#Rancho's cafe and school#pangong lake#monestery#new people#manali#paragliding.Life time memories 😊
02-Sep-15 Turtuk to Leh 241 Kms driven Stay at: Jorchung Guest House, Main Tukcha Road, Leh Tariff : 1800/- per room per night In Leh, there are quite a few places to visit and these can be covered in a day. We visited Zorawar Fort where all the history of Ladakh is displayed. Shey Palace was also very beautiful and it has a Buddha Temple too. We also visited 3 Idiots fame, Rancho’s school, Druk White Lotus School. You get to see many monasteries in this region. We visited the Hemis Monastery. The experience of the peace inside the monastery and to see how they offered their prayers to the God was pleasant. You must visit Shanti Stupa for a sunrise or a sunset. It gives a picturesque view of Leh and its surrounding mountains.
After non-stop journey of 24 hrs finally we reached our desination Leh at hotel Lingzi. Next day we started our journey towards Shanti Stupa, was built for peace and prosperity and to commemorate 2500 yrs of buddhism. It is considered a symbol of the ties between the people of Japan and Ladakh as both japanese and ladakhi buddhishts helped built it. The premises of Stupa offers the spectacular views of the ladakh and himalayas.
I lost myself in Ladakh to find myself. A Walk for 5-6kms from my camp in pangong lake to some village was the best time of my life. I was alone, didn't care about anything. I was lying on the ground and looking up at the sky and all I could hear is the rhythm of breeze!!!!
LEH, is one of the sexiest place I have ever been to, people are honest, surrounded by beautiful mountains, wooden art can be seen in bulk. Leh, was the capital of the Himalayan kingdom of Ladakh, now the Leh district in the Indian state of Jammu and Kashmir. Leh district, with an area of 45,110 kilometers, is the second largest district in the country, after Kutch, Gujarat (in terms of area). The town is dominated by the ruined Leh Palace, the former mansion of the royal family of Ladakh, built in the same style and about the same time as the Potala Palace-the chief residence of the Dalai Lama.
265 Kms from Dibb
Best time to visit - March,April,September,October,November
This city has been a refuge for spiritual seekers long before The Beatles christened it with their visit in the 60's. Widely known as the pilgrimage town and also the 'yoga capital of the world', Rishikesh is home to myriad temples, yoga and meditation centres and a plethora of adventure activities. With an interesting backdrop of the rapid flowing Ganges river and iron-made suspension bridges (Laxman Jhula and Ram Jhula), the city has also been a popular hub for travellers and backpackers alike. When it comes to food and drinks, Rishikesh remains a strict teetotaller and a vegetarian, even though you might find with great exploratory skills, a few restaurants not adhering to the prohibition. Some great restaurants and cafes include Little Buddha Cafe where you can enjoy your meals in a treehouse-style ambience. Rishikesh provides a spectacular treat to the eyes and music to the ears during sunrise and sunset, as sadhus (priests), pilgrims and tourists all around, prepare for the routine 'Ganga Aarti' with temple bells resonating all around and innumerable diyas or small clay pot lit lamps dancing over the river Ganga to that reverberating music, as religious offerings. Rishikesh warmly welcomes thrill seekers, who can try out a number of activities such as white water rafting, bungee jumping, kayaking, zip lining, mountain biking and rappelling. The city also annually hosts the International Yoga Festival where yoga gurus, aficionados and devotees from around the globe throng the place (popularly the Parmarth Niketan Ashram) and give various lessons and lectures on yoga, meditation and spirituality. Read More
This city has been a refuge for spiritual seekers long before The Beatles christened it with their visit in the 60's. Widely known as the pilgrimage town and also the 'yoga capital of the world', Rishikesh is home to myriad temples, yoga and meditation centres and a plethora of adventure activities. With an interesting backdrop of the rapid flowing Ganges river and iron-made suspension bridges (Laxman Jhula and Ram Jhula), the city has also been a popular hub for travellers and backpackers alike. When it comes to food and drinks, Rishikesh remains a strict teetotaller and a vegetarian, even though you might find with great exploratory skills, a few restaurants not adhering to the prohibition. Some great restaurants and cafes include Little Buddha Cafe where you can enjoy your meals in a treehouse-style ambience. Rishikesh provides a spectacular treat to the eyes and music to the ears during sunrise and sunset, as sadhus (priests), pilgrims and tourists all around, prepare for the routine 'Ganga Aarti' with temple bells resonating all around and innumerable diyas or small clay pot lit lamps dancing over the river Ganga to that reverberating music, as religious offerings. Rishikesh warmly welcomes thrill seekers, who can try out a number of activities such as white water rafting, bungee jumping, kayaking, zip lining, mountain biking and rappelling. The city also annually hosts the International Yoga Festival where yoga gurus, aficionados and devotees from around the globe throng the place (popularly the Parmarth Niketan Ashram) and give various lessons and lectures on yoga, meditation and spirituality.
The time we were in Rishikesh was off season for the much looked upon tourist place. We Indians mostly don't travel to north during winters, but it was the wanderlust that took me to the place much vacant during that time of year. You would mostly find aborigines, hippies, saints and all kind of different people there looking for peace.Reaching Rishikesh bus stand, we gave a call to one of our contact and he told us to come further to Tapovan. Tapovan is a small town 8kms from Rishikesh. The auto dropped us at Laxman Jhula. i I didn't wanted to stay in hotel or something, I came here to be in the wilderness, so I chose to live in it and experience it. We told him that we want to stay in Riverside camp, but he insisted to stay in hotel as these camps are normally unpopulated at this point of time. Anyways we booked a camp.During the season time it would have costed us 3500/person or even more, but we managed to book the camp for 1700/person which included night stay at riverside camp, bon fire, rafting, snacks, dinner and breakfast. We headed towards the camp then.It was at shivpuri, further 12km from Tapovan, we were told to book a cab from there which would have costed us like 500bucks but the camp manager was kind enough to allow us in the Jeep that was on the way to camp for running errands.
Wind in the hair, blue sky above the head, and clouds dancing around you, experience and examine the beauty of nature in Rishikesh.
Rishikesh Rafting This one’s for all the adrenaline lovers out there! Brave the fierce, frothing rapids of the mighty Ganges with nothing but a tiny raft, a crew of screeching friends and a smirking instructor on your side. Once you emerge from the freezing waters, craving for more, try your hand at the wide range of adventure sports, such as flying fox, kayaking, valley crossing, and the wildest of them all—cliff jumping! Huddle around the roaring campfire at night, gazing at the constellations above and you’ll realize just how beautiful life and friendship are.
Rishikesh has a plethora of things to do and see, for all kinds of travellers. If you are looking for some peace and quiet, head out to yoga and meditation ashrams that are picturesquely located on the banks of Ganga. If you are a sporty person, then rafting in the river is something you should definitely try. Everything said and done, Rishikesh is without a doubt an exciting destination to visit in India.How to reach Rishikesh:Rishikesh is well connected by road and rail. The best option is to take a bus straight to Rishikesh, or drive down there yourself.
One destination's stories I lend my ears to, every summers, is Rishikesh. The aura of the place is such that attracts youngsters to it every year. So being the hotspot, this time I decided to make it a part of my travel plan. And after experiencing the liveliness of the place, I was compelled to scribble my thoughts and experience of the trip.Day 1Our road trip started 22nd April 2016 early morning. Chit chatting, munching and galloping, taking naps and caught by the attention of adventure, we reached Rishikesh by mid-day.Located downhill (Havel River Cottage and Rafting Camps), with a perfect river side ambience, our cottage offered impressive naïve countryside feel.
Rishikesh is 20 Km from Haridwar and we were in mood to enjoy the ride as the road passes from the forest area having some great views. It took 45 minutes to reach Rishikesh. Our first stop in Rishikesh is near by the Ram jhula. This is the point where rafting ends. We were sitting on the ghats and enjoying the scene by putting our feet in the chilled water. We saw the groups of people enjoying the rafting there and after watching them we decided to go for rafting. I called up one of my friend who is the owner of a rafting and camping company. He managed 9 KM rafting for us which starts from Brahmpuri and ends on Ram jhula.
If you live in Rishikesh, Haridwar or Dehradun, I am sure you are always looking for quick trip for weekends. Even if you are not in these cities but you visit Rishikesh quite often from Delhi or Haryana, you want to do more than regular attractions like Ram Jhula and Lakshman Jhula. There are lot of quick trips around Rishikesh but most of these are getting popular with time and crowded (thanks for ever growing tourism industry).During our recent trip to hometown Rishikesh, we recently did a quick trip to VindhyaWasini Temple which is situated in Rajaji Tiger Reserve (also know as Rajaji National Park). It's very close to Rishikesh, around 23 km. The road passes through Cheela Dam Road and after a point it's not great motorable road. The trip involved adventure of rough terrain, passing through several water stream and spectacular view from top. You can complete the whole trip in 4 to 5 hours and lifetime of memories. Here are few tips and pictures of Trip.1. After a point, road is very rough, so don't take low clearing cars.
“Don't give yourself time to hesitate or contemplate because once the fear sets in your legs won’t let you leap”. I barely paid heed to what the handsome New Zealander was whispering into my ears.Words of motivation, words of philosophy, nothing works when you are looking down 83 meters. 83 meters into a rocky valley with a stream trickling by. You either jump or regret your fear ,all your life.“Look at that yellow spot in front of you and then leap towards success”. How can I look anywhere else but below? I can hear the stream gushing, I can see the deep valley, I can see a spec of spectators waiting for me to leap. My eyes kept darting down and my brain pleaded me to back down, but my heart mumbled a feeble’ let go’. I guess the feeble voice from my heart overpowered the loud shouts in my head, and I let go.“3 2 1, Now”. Without any second thoughts or slightest of hesitations, my legs impulsively took off and I recklessly plummeted down; upside down. I could barely catch my breath or keep my eyes open, but I was smiling. I jerked back up and bounced back down again, around 3 to 4 times, and all I could hear was my scream of freedom echoing , and my heart snickering to my head an “ I told you so”.Trees stemming from branches and leaves ; not roots, standing on cotton candy clouds ; not on rocky grounds, the stream gushing by above your head ; not below you and people standing upside down; a rather funny sight. Familiar faces are hard to recognize when you’re hanging upside down.The minute your hands feel comfortable clinging onto something, the “madcap” quotient of any adventure sport depreciates. While bungee jumping, you have nothing to hold on to, nothing to grab onto but yourself. To top it all, you’re hanging upside down. It may not be pleasant in the beginning, but its reinvigorating.“Don’t let this smile leave your face”, I realized I hadn’t stopped smiling ever since I took that plunge. My hands were freely suspended in the air and the wind was exuberantly kissing my face and somewhere between all that I knew I had conquered acrophobia. Somewhat.That night while sleeping, my heart kept lunging and my stomach kept cramping every time i thought about that moment when my feet glided off the bridge. What was I thinking when I dived ? Anything could have happened! The rope could have snapped, I could have snapped a bone with all that jerking and bouncing. ANYTHING. Thankfully it didn't happen, but what in the world made me take off like that without a second thought?I guess I'll keep pushing myself till I find the answer to that. Bloukrans bridge, you’re next. Sky diving, you’re in line.DetailsWhere: Jumping heights, Rishikesh. It is the highest bungee spot in India with a fall of 83 meters.Why: You have only a lifetime to push beyond your comfort zone. If not now, then when ?How much : Rs.3500 for the jump, Rs.100 as the entry ticket. Its worth it!Tips :Wear shoes . They feel more comfortable with all that gear wrapped around your legs.Clothes tend to adhere to gravity and fall back revealing your beautiful body. As much as the people below enjoy the view, wear tight clothes or tuck in your shirts.DO NOT HESITATE, no matter what. Leap and let go !PS. Sorry for the low resolution pictures taken off the internet .I had to lock up my camera before entering the site. No picture or video can remotely capture the thrill of this experience, hence no complaints!.
Day Three: (Sunday)In morning have breakfast in camp and after that go for River Rafting (eat light breakfast) after rafting you will reach Ram Jhoola from there you take Hotel/Dharamshala and change cloth eat something if you want take some rest or take two wheeler on rent and go to the Neel Kanth after that come back Rishikesh , have dinner and take bus for DELHIDay Four: (Monday)Arrive at Delhi with great memories and awesome experience But remember you have to ready for your office and also for new week with same old boring work... :PPlease find some pics below for your virtual Trip.... :D
Day Two :(Saturday)You reach Rishikesh If you attended Ganga Arti its good If not then its not a problem because in evening you can attend that :)You take rest in some hotel otherwise also find some Dharamshala... after that wake Up around 10 have breakfast and if you know driving then take Activa or Bike on Rent and go to the #jumping Height Sight for some adventure thing and when you did all these thing after that go return vehicle and go for camping (book camp which also arrange rafting) Enjoy night with camp mates and bonfire at the river side....
138 Kms from Dibb
Best time to visit - August,September,October,November
A perfect combination of ancient and urban, this city has been deemed the most futuristic in the country, while also having been occupied by the Harappan civilisation almost 8,000 years ago. In fact, BBC has named Chandigarh as a perfect city with regard to its cultural growth, modernisation and architecture. Nek Chand Rock Garden is a unique and fascinating site, built solely by a man (after whom the garden is named), who used remnants from various demolition sites (particularly the debris while Chandigarh itself was being built) and a whole lot of scrap to build 2000 sculptures, statues, all integrated on walled paths, wherein one can also see man-made interlinked waterfalls. A short walk away from there is the artificial Sukhna lake, a landmark for families to relax and walk around while enjoying street food and keeping kids busy with quaint toys bought from vendors all around. Pertaining to Le Corbusier's (chief architect of the city) vision of Chandigarh being a garden city, Rose Garden is home to over 1,500 varieties of rose and the Garden of Fragrance is perfect for those mind-refreshing walks. Popular places to visit for an insight into Chandigarh and the entire country's history through various artworks are the Government Museum & Art Gallery and the Chandigarh Architecture Museum. Being one of the top four metro cities of the country, Chandigarh has a bustling food scene, home to every cuisine you can think of right from Mediterranean (Kelong, Virgin Courtyard) to Thai (Tao- Bar & Lounge). Some popular places for Punjabi dishes are Punjab Grill and Sher-e- Punjab. Chandigarh is also close to many hill stations such as Solan, Kasauli, Shoghi and Naldehra.Read More
A perfect combination of ancient and urban, this city has been deemed the most futuristic in the country, while also having been occupied by the Harappan civilisation almost 8,000 years ago. In fact, BBC has named Chandigarh as a perfect city with regard to its cultural growth, modernisation and architecture. Nek Chand Rock Garden is a unique and fascinating site, built solely by a man (after whom the garden is named), who used remnants from various demolition sites (particularly the debris while Chandigarh itself was being built) and a whole lot of scrap to build 2000 sculptures, statues, all integrated on walled paths, wherein one can also see man-made interlinked waterfalls. A short walk away from there is the artificial Sukhna lake, a landmark for families to relax and walk around while enjoying street food and keeping kids busy with quaint toys bought from vendors all around. Pertaining to Le Corbusier's (chief architect of the city) vision of Chandigarh being a garden city, Rose Garden is home to over 1,500 varieties of rose and the Garden of Fragrance is perfect for those mind-refreshing walks. Popular places to visit for an insight into Chandigarh and the entire country's history through various artworks are the Government Museum & Art Gallery and the Chandigarh Architecture Museum. Being one of the top four metro cities of the country, Chandigarh has a bustling food scene, home to every cuisine you can think of right from Mediterranean (Kelong, Virgin Courtyard) to Thai (Tao- Bar & Lounge). Some popular places for Punjabi dishes are Punjab Grill and Sher-e- Punjab. Chandigarh is also close to many hill stations such as Solan, Kasauli, Shoghi and Naldehra.
After 6 hrs, I reached Chandigarh and I was waiting for bus the to Mcleodganj and before boarding on that bus I purchased some junk food to conquer my hunger.It had been 45 minutes since I reached there and I saw a dilapidate bus coming towards the bus platform but i ignored until it stopped in front of the Mcleodganj board. I rushed to to catch that bus and I was fortunate to have a seat as it was crammed. As the bus engine roared to life for Mcleodganj I was also super excited to be there. After few miles I dozed off and I woke in the middle of night and I witnessed the most breathtaking view from the window of the running bus. It was like Stars on Earth. Just in few minutes I fell asleep.
I just transformed myself as bagpacker and ran towards Gurgaon bus stand to mounted on a bus to Chandigarh. As it was not scheduled trip i looked the detailed chart of bus service on net ,as would luck have it i got the bus.It was an awesome journey upto Chandigarh but i was palpitating to get there as my bus leaving road ribboning behind me.Eventually, i reached to my destination, Chandigarh, I congregated with my other cronies who had formed a clique and were waiting for me.I greeted them and just rushed to catch bus for Shimla. During the my way to Shimla i come across some amazaing sights which had not bargained on.I chanced upon to places like Parwanoo, Barog valley, Sanjauli , Shoghi ,fagu Khatlee ghat railway station and ice on on cake was the TOY TRAIN; just right along with the bus and it was reminiscent to part of one's film shoot.At Last we de boarded the bus at Shimla ISBT. We took a small break to douse our starvation and jumped to another bus which led to kinnaur enrouting Narkanda.The bus was packed like a suitcase but somehow i maintained my cool and after 2 hrs and I reached Narkanda, truly heaven.
Chandigarh has been rated as the wealthy city in India, it’s known as one of the best experiments in urban planning and modern architecture in the 20th century in India. The city is divided in 56 sectors each measuring 800 meters by 1200 meters having all modern facilities. The most modern city of India is now on path of becoming a 'Smart City'.
I took the bus to chandigarh at 5:30 PM to chandigarh and reached the chandigarh are around 7:30 Pm and i got a call from my friend that car has broken down so don't go to the bus stand and come to this specific place.Finally we met and we managed to get the car repaired till 9:30 pm and we had dinner and then we left for shimla.As soon as we entered the hilly areas i could breathe so much of fresh air and we had tea at one of the dhabas. Tea in mountains has always got a special taste and this tea was also with great taste.We reached shimla around 2:30 AM.Now we searched for a hotel but that didn't work out because we needed the parking and yes budget was also one of the constraint and we saw some agents there and we made one of them to sit with us in the car and we had to go to 5 -6 hotels before some hotel finally had a room available with parking near mall road and that to a little bit over our budget but we finally made a decision to stay in that hotel as it was already very late and in the meanwhile when we were searching fora hotel.I was asking each and everyone about chadwick falls and it was really strange for me that none from the hotel staff knew about it and we finally had some rest.
26. Chandigarh - Moong Dal Halwa
Day 1: New Delhi to Chandigarh (4 Hours; Distance Covered: 244Kms)Before I left home, if there was one thing I was sure about, it was - I am going to move slow; this was to enjoy every movement and to keep my butt away from getting sore. Day 1 started a little early - at 4 in the morning, and I found myself driving on a perfect highway which gives you the freedom to do over 100 kms an hour, and reach Chandigarh from New Delhi (about 250Kms) in less than four hours - if your engine has the power. Bikes go a little slow, but even an average of 50kms an hour lets you crash at someone's gate under 5 hours. Night 1 turned out to be the only night, in the entire journey, when I did not have to bother pitching my tent.Day 2: Chandigarh to Arphu (7:30 Hours; Distance Covered: 206Kms)
We reached Chandigarh by evening. We had heard about Chandigarh being a beautifully planned city, Also it has been awarded as the cleanest city in India, and indeed it was. The city is very very spacious, as a person who stays in the congested city, Mumbai, felt Chandigarh be a Ghost City. Along the 6 lanes 100 ft main road, there is 25 ft of pathway consisting of 5 ft of cycling track, and then 50 ft of parking space, before the residential complex starts. The entire city is geometric in space divided into rectangular shaped sectors. You can reach anywhere in the city by taking 90-degree Left-Right turns. This reminded Bandi of Harappa Civilization, the level of planning Chandigarh administration has done is commendable.
Place where my relative stays and a place worth visiting
126 Kms from Dibb
Best time to visit - April,May,June,October
Chail has slowly gained popularity as a weekend getaway in Himachal. Away from the chaos of Shimla, this lovely town is home to the highest cricket ground in the world (a great sight even if you are not a cricket fan). The popular Chail Palace built by the Maharaja of Patiala is the perfect place to spend a leisurely afternoon. Do carry a picnic basket since food here is slightly expensive. Unlike Shimla, Chail is a quiet town without a mall road or fancy restaurants. What you will certainly get here is a variety of homestays to choose from and delicious dhaba food. For adventure enthusiasts, there are tons of trekking routes; some of the more popular ones are Kandaghat – Chail, Chail – Rajgarh and Chur Chandni and Chail – Shimla via Junga. Do ask the locals before planning your trekking routes since they know the area the best. Read More
Chail has slowly gained popularity as a weekend getaway in Himachal. Away from the chaos of Shimla, this lovely town is home to the highest cricket ground in the world (a great sight even if you are not a cricket fan). The popular Chail Palace built by the Maharaja of Patiala is the perfect place to spend a leisurely afternoon. Do carry a picnic basket since food here is slightly expensive. Unlike Shimla, Chail is a quiet town without a mall road or fancy restaurants. What you will certainly get here is a variety of homestays to choose from and delicious dhaba food. For adventure enthusiasts, there are tons of trekking routes; some of the more popular ones are Kandaghat – Chail, Chail – Rajgarh and Chur Chandni and Chail – Shimla via Junga. Do ask the locals before planning your trekking routes since they know the area the best.
Do you happen to love cricket? If yes, then this Shimla itinerary has been tailored just for you. Chail boasts of world's highest cricket ground and given its scenic backdrop it is a must visit for you.
The place is known as the summer capital which is located 49 kilometers away from Shimla and it appears as a peaceful and calm place because it is far away from Shimla’s hustling- bustling life. Chail is located at a higher altitude than Shimla and it is very close to Kandaghat Mandal and due to this, people can enjoy the glance of the snow covered Himalayan ranges as it is mostly visible during the sunrise and sunset. This hill station is well known for its remarkable history. It is said that in the late nineteenth century, his highness of Patiala, Maharaja Adhiraj Bhupinder Singh was expelled from Shimla, which was then known as British Raj’s summer capital, because he was said to be flirting with the daughter of British Commander-in-Chief Lord Kitchener. He then promised to build his own summer capital. Chail is called as the perfect village surrounded with thick, gigantic and majestic deodar trees and soothing scented chir pine forests. This village is like the Mother Nature’s most beloved child and this place has never been heard of any deforestation and pollution ever. Chail has a very beautiful feature and well known as an architectural palace where the Patiala’s royal family used to live and now this heritage property has been converted into a hotel named as ‘Palace Hotel’. This palace is surrounded by lush greenery and hills and beautiful gardens with swings and beautiful flowers. We sat in the garden for few minutes under the sun and then we went inside for tea break. We saw the interiors which had a collection of old depictions like old paintings, show pieces, etc. Chail is also a favourite honeymoon spot as this slice of heaven has the magic to turn people into a poet and transforms into the most romantic person. On 11th April 2006 - We came across the ‘Green valley’ road, which is been surrounded by deodar trees. This road is also known as ‘Hasan Valley’ road as this valley is related to a sweet story. It is said that ‘Hasan’ is the name of a driver who used to drive on the roads of this valley for the tourists and who has been of friendly nature with the tourists. It is been said that the driver ‘Hasan’ was in love with a beautiful girl who used to love him equally and she was considered precious to him for her love and care. But her sudden death left him alone and since that day, the road has been given another name as ‘Hasan Valley’.
112 Kms from Dibb
Best time to visit - January,February,March,April,May,June,October,November,December
Once known as Shyamala, synonymous with Goddess Kali, Shimla has been a summer retreat long before India even gained independence. This famous hill station similarly has a lot of places and things to see untouched by time. For instance, take a vintage joy ride from Kalka station to Shimla in a charming toy train that will take you through towering Deodars, hills and villages. Shimla truly comes alive during winters when a blanket of snow covers it all over making every nook and corner gleam and glisten. One such place is the ice skating rink (natural ice) near Lakkar Bazaar that opens from November to December. More winter sports include skiing, which can be enjoyed 21 km from Shimla in Kufri. Adventure activities such as rafting at Tattapani or a trek to Shali Tibba and Pabbar Valley are also worthwhile experiences. If you are fond of haunted stories and interested in having your own spooky adventure, you'll love Shimla. A lot of people including the renowned Rudyard Kippling (in 'My Own True Ghost Story) have written various eerie stories set around Shimla. A place known most for giving many people the jeepers-creepers is the Charleville Mansion. Another time travelling portal is the antique bookstore, Marina Brothers, located on Mall Road, which is truly a reader and collector's paradise. There are many luxury and budget hotels here, meaning you'll never fall short of options. Popular places to eat include Wake & Bake, Ashiana, Cecil and Minchy's that serve commendable Indian and multi-cuisine dishes and delicious gourmet food.Read More
Once known as Shyamala, synonymous with Goddess Kali, Shimla has been a summer retreat long before India even gained independence. This famous hill station similarly has a lot of places and things to see untouched by time. For instance, take a vintage joy ride from Kalka station to Shimla in a charming toy train that will take you through towering Deodars, hills and villages. Shimla truly comes alive during winters when a blanket of snow covers it all over making every nook and corner gleam and glisten. One such place is the ice skating rink (natural ice) near Lakkar Bazaar that opens from November to December. More winter sports include skiing, which can be enjoyed 21 km from Shimla in Kufri. Adventure activities such as rafting at Tattapani or a trek to Shali Tibba and Pabbar Valley are also worthwhile experiences. If you are fond of haunted stories and interested in having your own spooky adventure, you'll love Shimla. A lot of people including the renowned Rudyard Kippling (in 'My Own True Ghost Story) have written various eerie stories set around Shimla. A place known most for giving many people the jeepers-creepers is the Charleville Mansion. Another time travelling portal is the antique bookstore, Marina Brothers, located on Mall Road, which is truly a reader and collector's paradise. There are many luxury and budget hotels here, meaning you'll never fall short of options. Popular places to eat include Wake & Bake, Ashiana, Cecil and Minchy's that serve commendable Indian and multi-cuisine dishes and delicious gourmet food.
Gaziabad to Shimla around 380 km - 8 hours journey - Two road options, one from Meerut and other from Panipat. Both are good roads. I personally used Panipat road, excellent high way good for eateries (specially good quality of oranges find on the road side sellers).
And while riding I will speak to roads and said "I will definitely came back because I know that is lot many you want to say to me, for the sake of conversation i ll be there again soon" This is the all time favorite question by traveler friends and colleagues. They often ask me "hey Nick. What your budget?" "How many Bucks you have this time?" "Please don't say wallet less" This type of question i go through most frequenty on my facebook page nickthevagabond and that's the reason I have to make it clear this time about our budget and how we manage. The only thing which I don't like about solo traveling that its almost double expensive then if you go with the group. Yes when you were travel with group everything divides like hotel rent, you can share a cab, share the food, sometime I share the Ice-cream too. So if you travel with the group of 2-3 people it will probably half your budget. Our budget is very tight it doesn't means that we skip our dinner or lunch, or we sleep on the roads. No nothing like that happen we are always have a choice to save or spend. we stay in total 5 Dhabas, 3 hotels and you didn't believe one hotel is three star which is at Pokhara(Nepal) which is the most expensive one but actually the fact is that, Pokhara is our last destination in Nepal and we already save a lot of Nepalese currency. As we plan to spend all the Nepalese currency into the Nepal itself. So we took a amazing hotel and it's too very cheap i.e. 700 Nepalese rupees i.e. around $12. And we did Rafting, and ate special Nepalese sea food and even they didn't know the name it doesn't matter, I am so Hungry at that time, so least Interested in having a name of the dish which i am eating. (but it was good) After crossing the border we stick to our Budget and proud of ourself. But at Lucknow there is a place called Tunde kababi(a famous restaurant ), it's the most Famous for Tunde ke kabab, Beef, biryanis and many more, its a restaurant in the messy street of Aminabad, Lucknow. Never ruin your Travel experience, for the sake of fucking money. "Money" that we ll make it. But we never be able to make those moments which we leave for that fucking $10 to $15 or $50 sometimes. So at last we are happy spending and it don't matters whatever our Budget is but one thing I would like to say that we didn't miss anything accept the Para gliding at Pokhara, but there is always a next time. Nepal does not have a distinct cooking style. However, food habits differ depending on the region. Nepali food has been influenced by Indian and Tibetan styles of cooking. Authentic Nepali taste is found in Newari and Thakai cuisines. Most Nepalis do not use cutlery but eat with their right hand.The regular Nepali meal is dal (lentil soup), bhat (boiled rice) and tarkari (curried vegetables), often accompanied by achar (pickle). Curried meat is very popular, but is saved for special occasions, as it is relatively more expensive. Momos (steamed or fried dumplings) deserve a mention as one of the most popular snack among Nepalis. Rotis (flat bread) and dhedo (boiled flour) also make meals in some homes.
Shimla, as fresh and as Nostalgic to our memories for every traveller, who's childhood family destination to the hills only meant a car, bus or train to the city.
6. Shimla Civic Centre, Himachal Pradesh – The pretty side of our colonial pastWhen the British turned their attention to Shimla as a potential summer retreat, a slew of colonial style buildings were erected which gave the town its unique look. This included the Christ Church, the Telegraph Office and the greystone Town Hall. But over the years, unplanned development and lack of proper maintenance has turned the colonial hill town into an urban eyesore, which is sad because otherwise it is a picturesque place. The Civic Center in Shimla is one of the four Indian buildings to be featured on World Monuments Fund's "at risk" list.
I boarded a bus to return to Shimla (not to Kufri, of course) and reached there around midday. The poor research before undertaking this little expedition of sorts had already given an unpalatable experience. And all I wanted to do was to rush back to Delhi for some peace of mind and also for equipping myself with the relevant information before I go on to travel afterwards.So, I booked a Volvo ticket for returning to Delhi from the Shimla bus stand.Since there were over three hours before the bus would leave, I thought of visiting Shimla’s Mall Road, the only place that I was familiar with. I booked a cab to go there. The very sight of Mall Road lifted my spirits so much so that my entire stress and exhaustion of the preceding day and night frittered away.There was a sense of freshness in the Mall Road and its surroundings. There were ice cream parlours, fine dining restaurants, benches where tourists can sit and relish the panoramic beauty in the backdrop. The place was a little crowded but being a Delhiite, the over-populated places make us rather feel comfortable, and not out of place.Visiting around the Mall Road was the only time when I felt like staying back for a couple of more days. But I wondered that it would be unwise to do so when I already had booked the ticket and the bus was set for departure in a couple of hours from then.After spending around two hours in Mall Road, I telephoned the cab driver and boarded the cab to return to Shimla Bus stand.As the Delhi-bound bus rolled on, I looked back in the direction of Mall Road thinking that I must return to the hill town later on for a relaxed, stress-busting and most importantly a well-planned holiday, preferably with a friend (s) to make the most of my travel.
We hired a room for 2 days and for market hopping fo exploring culture. Narkanda is not huge but it has something which makes it aloof from others.After hopping we got in touch with a resident of it and explored inside the woods for 4 hrs and it was just incredible.We just went berserk post beholding a mesmerising view of flora and fauna and we had not intention to leave that jubliant jungle.But we had lots more to visit.It came to our attention on the very next day that there a peak called Hatu Peak , which open only for 5 sundays in a year and that sunday was one of it .Hatu peak is a temple devoted to Ravana's Wife Mandodri and it is belief that by heart whatever you hankers for definated she will cater you.That's it ,Our face lit up with hope and we trekked to hatu peak which 7 kilo meters Stretch during the course with met with some awestruck cliffs and winding road accompanying Oaks ,pine and Deodar trees and it was supreme.After reaching to Hatu peak,we prayed there ,took the offering and witnessed how does it feel to be at highest peak of district ?. It was cold ,spine chilling weather and we were tanned badly but that did not deter our spirit.After admiring the breeze there we headed towards our last task that is meeting localites. Localites we so warm by nature there techniques were ancient to boil water , paid visit idyllics abodes and a local govt. school and it was awesome.As we were getting late ,we just landed at our room.Last night of our unplanned and wanted to make it memorable .
Shimla:Is the capital and largest city of the northern Indian state of Himachal Pradesh. The major attractions include the Viceroy Lodge, the Christ Church, the Jakhoo Temple, the Mall Road and the Ridge, which together form the city centre. The Kalka–Shimla Railway line built by the British, a UNESCO World Heritage Site, is also a major tourist attractionAfter reaching shimla in evening we went for the market stroll. Visited the city centre ,had some snacks and took some photographs and headed to our hotel "Pahuna Upvan" located on outskirt of Shimla by 8:30 pm and reached by 9:30 pm.Pahuna Upvan: A standard accommodation hotel. The finishing of room interior were amazingly done to give a luxurious feel. The room was on second floor and hence had an atic space for extra bed with amazing view outside. The staff of hotel were very warm and were serving us with hospitality beyond the fees charged. Yummy dinner was served. Not known to many but definitely a place to stay while you are in Shimla.Crashed on the sight of bed and woke up early morning at 6:00amDay 2: Shimla- Narkanda- Rampur- Sarahan- Sangla- RakchamDistance: 304 KmsTravel Time: 14hrsThis day was one of the longest travel day as we were suppose to drive 14hrs with in between sight seeing timeOur first pit stop for the day was Narkanda
As planned we left the hotel early at 4 am in the morning and started riding in the dark. The roads were better now but that wouldn’t reduce the 700 kms that we had to travel in 11-12 hours in hand. So we rode continuously apart from stopping at a place or two where the flock of cattle stopped us. We planned to reach Shimla which was 350 kms away by 9 in the morning. We rode continuously for around 4 hours until the bike started making weird noise after crossing Rampur. We stopped to check and found out that 4 of its spokes had given up. After trying our hands we realized that there was not much we could do about it and had to go to the nearest mechanic’s shop which was 10 kms away. He checked and said that he did not have the spokes but he could repair so we could continue. By then it was 10 and there was no more chances that I could make it to the joining in my new office. So I informed the same at my office and they were okay with me joining the next day. That was a huge sense of relief for both of us and now our target was to reach our home somehow in one piece. The bike was repair after almost 2 hours and resumed riding. The feeling that we were leaving the hills saddened us but we were more excited to get back home, take a fresh shower and have a short nap. So we kept on riding through the plane roads of NH-22. We passed different people, different villages, the sun shining high on us and reflecting mountains waving us goodbye. The roads just led one to another and we kept on riding. Our next stop was at a dhaba near Shimla at around 3 pm. We were hungry and starving so literally attacked the roti and tarkari and finished them in a moment. After 15 minutes we were on the roads once again. We were back into civilized people and polished roads. As we crossed through the crowd of Shimla, we saw people who looked very beautiful. Men and women alike had sharp features and they were all pink in color. We being boys somehow managed to pull our eyes of the girls and concentrated on riding. After few further hours of continuous riding we were tired now. It was getting dark and we wanted to leave the hills before it got darker. But it seemed unending now. The same hills that we were craving to see and feel while coming were becoming tiring now. We were continuously looking for the milestones which were marked as Chandigarh and rushing past them. At round 7 the hills had ended, we had left the amazing Himachal. We were now just seeing flashing headlights of cars and speeding through when our bike suddenly started making noise once again. We immediately got down and realized few more spokes had given up. Our hooligan was now tired and started giving up after the whole terrain. So we went to the nearest mechanic and got to know that he wouldn’t be able to repair it. Also he informed us that the nearest mechanic was nothing less than 15kms away. So we ourselves managed to put the spoke in some shape and started riding. After almost 10 km the bike started slipping so stopped and found out that the tire had punctured. It was 9.30 in the night and half of the shops had closed by now. I got down and my brother started walking the bike. We were searching everywhere for a mechanic but half of them were wither closed or not able to repair a royal enfield. After almost half an hour we finally found a person near Pinjore who was ready to repair. So after further one hour we were set with 10 spokes of our rear tire removed. We resumed our ride without any second looking back. Now we were doing a speed of 100 km/hr on an average and our destination was looking close as we were continuously passing several vehicles. We were passing the milestones in hush and home was looking closer. After a moment as we were crossing Punjab. We were hungry enough so chose to stop at a dhaba and have two big glasses of Lassi as we wanted to have dinner only at home. As we resumed I was enjoying the last few hours of our ride as I closed my eyes and a strong gush of wind hit my face. We were dominating the roads, our spoke-less ‘Hooligan’ was back into form. He was dipping the big Lorries and they were continuously allowing him the main road to rule on. After this event continued further for an hour or so we were now left with the last 100 kms. But as they say good things don’t continue for long. It was close to 12.30 in the night and the bike started vibrating once again and we found out that it was punctured for the 3rd time in the day and in a bitter situation than ever. We were standing by the side of the road as there was not a single person whom we could ask where the nearest mechanic was. So after standing there pointless for 5 minutes we started walking. The road was leading us nowhere. We were clue and idealess regarding the needful when we saw a small light at a distance. We went near and found a police person who took us to nearby mechanic where some were already drunk and some were WIP. One of this guys who was WIP introduced us to the mechanic whose eyes were already red and was about to fall. We showed him the puncture and the broken spokes and he straightway rejected the proposal of repairing it and got slapped by the other guy. In no moment we had become best friend to the WIP guy and he looked to have taken an oath to get our bike repaired. His name was Bhanu and ensured us that he would see that the bike is repaired by any means. As we were talking, another guy came from the shop and started offering us drink. As we refused his hospitality increased by a level and he offered us tea from the nearby dhaba and instructed one of his friends who had fallen asleep to bring two glasses of tea. He introduced himself as Mahavir, brother of Bhanu and bebrothered us as well. As series of universal brotherhood went on we could see that the mechanic was sitting and drooling holding the punctured rear wheel with the set of toolbox which he hadn’t touch yet. As Bhanu and Mahavir started introducing themselves we found out they were rugged son of rich local Hariyanwi farmers who did nothing apart from drinking during the night and sleeping during the day. As Bhanu started taking selfies with my brother, Mahabir started showing me pictures in his mobile in which where somewhere he was holding a revolver, somewhere he was hitting others. After a moment the tea came for us and we wouldn’t complain that we were not enjoying their company apart from the fact that our bike was not touched yet. As we informed Bhanu about the mechanic not doing his job he went ahead and slapped the mechanic once again and instructed him to repair. Now the mechanic seemed to put some attention to the bike. Sometimes we exchanged numbers, sometimes we heard rap composed and sung by Mahabir for us, sometimes they saw pictures of our ride. As this quandary continued for half an hour more, the bike’s tire was out of its realm and the mechanic after continuous effort was unable to take out the tube from the tire. So Bhanu was angry once again and now slapped a 10kg hammer over the tire. As he was returning after taking the tube out of the tire the mechanic informed us that the tube had a big hole which couldn’t be fixed anymore. We would have to get a new tube now at 1.30 in the midnight in some distant village of Haryana. We were getting disturbed and nervous, fun was over for us but we couldn’t do anything to help ourselves. Bhanu tried getting the tire from somewhere local but the results were obvious. After few more hours of this chaos we had lost all hopes and the mechanic had informed that the tire could only be fixed in the morning. So we requested them to somehow make us reach home and Bhanu offered his uncle’s car. So after paying Bhanu’s uncle a hefty amount of money we finally reached home with an incomplete ride and humongous amount of crazy memories that we only could cherish and look forward to once again all our lives.
We started our journey by boarding a train from Delhi to Kalka. From Kalka we took a taxi to reach Shimla where we relaxed overnight. Next morning we began our bus journey to reach Tosh, a beautiful and scenic village. There were two reasons of doing so- one of course to stay and explore the village; secondly Tosh is just 3 kilometers away from Barsheni, base camp for starting Kheerganga trek.
SHIMLA: For our second road trip we needed to start from Shimla. After a full day drive from Kullu to Shimla we were extremely exhausted. One of my close friend, my college time roommate instead us to stay at her home. I liked the idea of meeting her after so long. After a stroll on the Mall road we went to her place. While we cherished our college memories, her mom cooked delicious dinner for us. We chatted for a while, shared our trip photographs and then went to sleep.
It snowed that night. Our duct tape mending held (woohoo!) and we commenced our return trek.Nothing out of the ordinary, just some more falling and trying to get up , collecting our dignity lying shattered over the chadar on the way.We passed groups who were making their way to Naerak, realising that we were reaching the end of our trek. We were reunited with Ashwini, Sachin & Niraj , who brought back with them stories of Yak meat, and ice tunnels and snow leopard foot prints.Jealous, much?
One of the longest days , we travelled around 15 kms to get here. I was still jittery from my misadventures the previous day (others were doing just fine, to my consternation) I walked a little slower, with our good guide Yungjor keeping a watchful eye on me. We reached an unspoken understanding.In places where the ice was slippery, he'd take my hand and go speeding ahead of the group, with me slipping and hanging on for dear life. Then we'd reach a path of crunchy snow/ice, and i'd trudge ahead on my own bravely. It didn't help to see Prashant dancing and sliding ahead of me, with his patent ice moves, with an occasional moonwalk thrown in.But we reached camp, nonetheless, and that was it for the day. Soup and dinner were served in a common tent, where we fell into a routine of playing cards which would continue till our porters asked us politely to go sleep in our own tents. There was an "Antakshari" session, too (not sure which day though) in which JB and Marie pitched in wholeheartedly with their French songs. Ah!