Day 7: ZingZing Bar [14,050 ft] - Suraj Tal -
Baralacha la [16,500 ft] - Bharatpur -
Sarchu [14,000 ft] : 45 km [approx.]
The day's destination of Sarchu finally comes up. Border Roads Organization's [BRO] Project Deepak ends here....
...and on crossing his nullah...
BRO's Project Himank welcomes the bicycle and me to Ladakh Valley; it is in charge of road infrastructure from here on. Leh is around 252 km from here, though it would be some more for me as I plan to take the diversion of Tso Kar.
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Project HIMANK has the unique distinction of maintaining and improving roads over the three highest passes of the world viz. Khardungla, Tanglangla and Changla. The highest Bailey Bridge in the world was constructed at Khardungla but has been subsequently replaced by a causeway.
HIMANK has made a singular contribution to 'OP Vijay' by opening the road axis to Leh and Kargil in the first week of May 99. This was instrumental for the induction of force level meeting the Op requirements of Kargil war.
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Originally Posted by Rudra Sen As I know (correct me if I'm wrong) Ladakh as normally known is part of Jammu & Kashmir. J&K starts from the check post after Sarchu. |
Absolutely correct - Sarchu is technically in Himachal Pradesh, located on the border with Ladakh. I blurred the distinction like Project Himank after seeing the "Welcome to Ladakh Valley" sign as for all practical purposes they take that nullah divide as the division of work between the BRO's Himachal side and Ladakh side. One can even distinguish like - when in season months, the luxury camps located on the pasture plains and before the project Himank signboard, are thus on the Himachal side whereas the basic tin and tent accommodations, as seen now, are on the Ladakh side.
And very technically speaking - "It is just short of Sarchu, at Phalung Danda, an isolated rock rising out of the plain, that the road leaves Himachal Pradesh and enters Ladakh." - Ladakh - Crossroads of High Asia, by Janet Rizvi
End September, the luxury camps have long winded up. Right now the tin and tent accommodations are what is there for the few odd travellers in the off season, and for the last of the truck and taxi drivers.
The sun has gone below the mountains and as the sunlight gets blocked, immediately the coldness is magnified and wind chill is much more felt. I get into the first of the tents of Sarchu and first of all order a big cup of lemon tea and maggi noodles.
Now due to stopping of pedalling and with sun down, the damp feet and below the knee wet jeans and damp shoes made me shiver. The dhaba owner arranged for this much needed stove heat to get some much needed warmth to my feet. A video ps image.
Soon another gentleman traveller, Mr Prakash, comes as a guest too in this camp - and what a fascinating expedition and a travel he was in, journeying solo across the entire country and Union Territories on a motorbike. From how the trip came about to a description about an absolute desolate road of Tripura and Manipur, a few minutes went by. More details I see of him on the net here -
http://www.thehindu.com/todays-paper...cle4263606.ece
A video printscreen shot of Mr Prakash Holla, who I met in the first tent of Sarchu
One of the good things of Sarchu being a kind of major halt, is that some of the halt accommodations have generators - much needed right now for me to charge the almost depleted camera batteries. This tent though did not have a generator and as such shifted to the next accommodation - named as Mount View.
As I enter see another mountain bike standing outside, and inside soon I get acquainted with Pedros from Greece. Glad to see another solo cyclist, but of course a much more experienced and a real mountain bike tourer - he has been travelling from Uttaranchal and then to Manali to Leh and plan to continue towards Srinagar.
Video printscreen shots.
Pedros, the cyclist from Greece. Pedros and I shared a dhaba room for that night at Sarchu.
And also get acquainted with Mangat Ram, the puncture repair man of Sarchu.
As our dinner of Rotis and
alu sabzi was being made of by the dhaba owner, a group of Harayana guys going towards Leh by their vehicle, make a stop here at this Sarchu dhaba.
Now this where it gets interesting. They travel from their village once in a year by their vehicle and this year it is the Manali-Leh drive. Now wherever they go they carry their own tobacco - a direct produce from their own fields. And so too they have their own hookah, not fancy ones, but the old school types as seen in rural areas. Hookah and
tambaku [tobacco] is an inextricable part of Haryanvi culture.
As we get acquainted to each other and after some good talk, soon tobacco and hookah gets prepared. Fascinating to watch as they prepare the chillum and explaining the intricate details and working of the hookah. A video printscreen shot of the hookah being prepared.
What a fantastic day it has been for me - from a great start from ZZ Bar to over Baralacha la to Sarchu plains, almost half of journey of around 230 km covered - I deserve a smoke! And this is no new world style of some funny lavender oil taste or menthol derivative or any tin can fragrance of nowadays. This is pure unadulterated tobacco smoke, old school style, at 14,300 feet in Sarchu.
Am I confident now - you bet! Am I high - perhaps! May be even combative!! I look forward to the remaining journey - absolutely enjoying this travel and all the experiences that come with it.
contd...
PS: Replying to the queries in the next post.