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I just finished my 5th trip to the Himalayas over the last 6 years and now I can confidently say that I’ve reached the state of emotional contentment about all the time that I’ve spent in those mountains. It’s only after this trip that I’ve finally decided to move on and may be start another exploration to the north-eastern region next year onwards. It’s very similar to Nirvana coz when I think of the fact that I may not do another road trip to Ladakh anytime soon, there’s neither anxiety nor sadness about it!

When I started thinking of the travelogue for this trip, I knew it had to be more than just what we’ve covered this time, otherwise, it just wouldn’t give a full picture of how thoroughly I’ve enjoyed being there each year. I always used to call it my pilgrimage trip to the mountains and I still feel deeply connected with the people who live a ‘happy’ life in the Ladakh region despite all the hardships. It is here that I realized that money can’t buy you peace and that you can live happily ever after only if you’re able to find happiness in the smaller things you do every day.

So like a classic Hindi movie, this travelogue is going to start with a flashback and have snippets of each year that I’ve wandered around in these mountains. But, before we begin our journey into the past, let me show you one of the most precious moments of this years’ trip!

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This was shot at Rangdum where we pitched our tent for an overnight stay and literally soaked ourselves in the beautiful Zanskar valley. Undoubtedly the best place we’ve ever stayed and considering that it cost us just INR 100 for the whole day, there’s definitely no other place that can match this value proposition.

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In June of 2007, my dear friend Elly tabled the idea of doing a two week ride to Ladakh. Honestly, till then I never really knew about the place and may have never known but for that day! I had done rides before and most of them were crazy unplanned trips, but nothing that could match this one.

We had a couple of friends who had done this before and were going to join us on the mission, some more folks joined into the plan later on. Soon we were a group of 10 individuals and 7 bikes who were all set to explore the barren landscapes of Ladakh. Most of us had no idea on how to send the bikes out by train etc, but having experienced folks in the group helped in getting the logistics planned out etc.

Riding gear was bought from our very own friend at Cramster and we were all getting nervously excited about the whole trip. Tickets were booked and bikes were shipped three of days prior to our arrival at Delhi.

Finally the d-day arrived on July 28,2007 and we were all airborne to our first destination i.e New Delhi. While we successfully unloaded all the Enfields at the railway station, we had a bit of a nightmare when the one and only Pulsar didn’t show up. It was shipped from Mumbai and was sent on a train that terminated at Amritsar, we were told that they probably missed unloading it and it should be coming back on the same train the next day! While the initial search operation was painful, a journo friend pulled some contact with the station master and thereon we were attended like celebrities. It was an experience that exemplified how the slow moving government machinery can be accelerated through the right levers. 

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We were running late by a day when we started, but we were all together and that was the biggest highlight of the trip back then. The stopover at Chandigarh was the most memorable one, all thanks to the Chandigarh Road Survivors who treated us like long lost friends and even escorted us out of the city as we left early morning only to be stalled by my bike that had an alternator failure. We finally left for Kullu that afternoon and had it not been for the help from Jojo and his boys, we would have probably lost another day in getting the bike fixed.

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The excitement never stopped that day and we literally lost contact with one of our crew who rode from Mandi to Kullu without any halts after his bike had to be jump started due to a battery failure. Two others champions rode that distance with fused headlamps, using a Maglite as a light source. Finally we regrouped at Kullu and everything was okay!

Next day, we were going to climb our first pass – Rohtang! After a harrowing experience through the slush and with half burnt clutches we thoroughly enjoyed our first Maggi at Marhi and crossed the pass at around 5PM.

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After coming down from the pass and beyond Koksar, we were hit by the next hurdle. It was around 6PM and the road had disappeared, nobody had a clue on where to go since we had we had to cross the infamous Paagal Naala at around 6PM. Finally, it was a good team effort that saw us pass through the raging river like water crossing – our first water crossing and one of the most memorable too. It’s sad to see that the legendary naala doesn’t exist anymore, there was a bridge on it a couple of years ago which is now gone and we passed through it this time around, but it wasn’t like what you see in the pictures below.

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The following day saw one of our riders getting hit by AMS – yet another first for us. We decided to stay another day at Jispa and help him acclimatize but he finally had to drop out of the group and turn back. With heavy hearts, we bade him goodbye and moved on!

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Soon we were riding in the mountains like it was second nature and after passing through the biting cold at BaralachLa we made a quick photostop at Sarchu for some breath-taking views.

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That day was the first time ever we stayed in those big tents at Pang for about 50 bucks per head. Though it got really cold in the night, it was an awesome experience to stay at such a basic place and yet cherish it like a 5-star experience. The open air experience for the morning rituals was a new milestone for many in the group.

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The following day morning saw us ride through the 30kms of gruelling terrain at Moreh Plains, but this was also the best photoshoot opportunity we had encountered so far. This was the first time for most of us to be riding through such a long stretch of open land and even though it looks perfectly flat, the sand is treacherous enough to swallow half the tyres in some places.

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The climb to TanglangLa was also quite a tough one and finally we were nearing our destination after crossing second highest pass in the world. We were so delighted to enter Leh that we took a long break at this sign board just to let the feeling sink in.

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At Leh, we roamed around the city and visited the usual suspects like the Shanti Stupa, the Leh Palace, Shey Palace etc.

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The next big event was going to be a ride to KhardungLa – the moment of pride for all of us!

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Given that we were a bit behind schedule, we had to squeeze in a day trip to Pangong Tso. We decided to hire two cabs for the Pangong visit since riding up and down in a day would have been virtually impossible and extremely tiring. Pangong also used to have the raging Paagal Nallah just as you reached the lake which was like an urban legend at that time. There were stories which indicated that even the cabbies used to be scared to cross it after 3PM since it was said that the water flow could easily pull away a qualis or sumo.

The mesmerizing lake itself is incomparable in its beauty and grandeur and the two hours we spent there were truly satisfying.

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With KhardungLa and Pangong covered in our first trip, we were out of time and we returned back safely to Delhi and got our bikes on the train after a lot of running around. Given that we were back just around the Independence Day, the railway stations weren’t accepting bikes as parcel and we had to get them onboard as accompanied luggage on general class tickets that they made us buy for no reason. The trip was and still is the most memorable trip to Ladakh, it had all the elements to make it successful and enjoyable.

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PS. I've used a few pictures in the 2007 section that are clicked by my dear friends Elvin & John who were a part of this wonderful trip.

Beautiful!
I completed my second trip in as many years and i have a tremendous yearning to go again, year after year. In every season and for any reason.

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After the successful 2007 trip, we added a few more things to our to-do list and once again we were all excited. This time we planned to do the Lahaul-Spiti loop and then proceed to Leh and then come back via Manali or even try the Srinagar route if possible. We scheduled this trip for a little over two weeks so that we could travel by train to Delhi, thus saving us some money on the air-fare and also reducing the complexity of shipping the bikes as parcel etc.

This time there was more concrete planning on the places we’d like to see and having done it once already we were more informed about the terrain, distances and time taken and basically what to expect. As against the first ride, we were only 4 bikes (3 enfields + 1 pulsar) on this trip with 3 pillions. However, the plan was never to be fulfilled the way it was originally thought of – more on this as the story unfolds!

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The trip started as usual from Delhi with the first stop being Chandigarh. Again, the Road Survivor boys hosted us very cordially and even rode with us till Dharampur where we had breakfast at the famous Giani Da Dhaba.

We rode through the almost non-existent roads of Spiti stopping at Narkanda at the govt guest house and then at Kalpa on the following day. Hotel Buro The Gate was a fantastic experience and it offered a great view of the Kinner Kailash peak.

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Next day we started our journey towards Tabo and the landscapes changed to the barren mountains as we neared the Pooh village. This was the closest we’ve been to the Tibet/China border as it’s less than 10kms from the village.

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Slowly and steadily we climbed up to Nako and witnessed the magnificient Nako Gate. Beyond this was the dreaded Malling Nallah that was to be crossed for us to reach our destination for the day.

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The Malling Nallah was known to be big water crossing followed by an active landslide area where one could virtually experience rolling stones every 5-10 mins. The amount of stones used to be enough to block the road partially or even entirely in certain situations and a bulldozer and a few men and women were posted at the site at all times to clear the road.

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The water stream was quite big and deep at places and we had to do a thorough recce to make sure we could clear it without getting the bike stuck in water. We cleared one bike at a time through the water and parked it on the other side and after about 2 iterations we experienced a landslide just a few feet away from where the bikes were parked. Luckily none of the stones hit the bikes as it would have spelled disaster on our plans.

This particular instance can’t really be explained with pictures and I’ve got a couple of videos that would probably help in understanding what we went through. Looking back after all these years, I feel that the sheer thrill of going through such things is what made me go back each time to this unpredictable and harsh terrain.

You can view one of those scary moments where we witnessed the landslide happening right as we had parked our bikes on the other side of the water crossing.
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Once we were through with the biggest hurdle of the route, we were caught in a surprise rain attack at Lari which is less than 10kms before Tabo. The desert valley must have never seen such a rain shower in decades like what we experienced that day and a local was a testament to our assumption. Had it rained for a little longer like that and all the gravel mountains would have had major landslides in the area. But there was a silver lining to the whole rain experience, something that I had never witnessed before.

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As we took shelter at the Lari Guest House waiting for the rain to subside, we were treated to a magnificent double rainbow. Never before have I seen the colors so distinctly in a rainbow as we saw here and the arch extended a full 180 degrees to complete the view.

The stopover at Tabo was equally interesting with a visit to the Tabo Monastery which is a little over 1000 years old now. The place we stayed was really nice and had equally good food options too.

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The next day was the most controversial day of the trip where we argued over going to Chandratal or not. We had already been behind schedule and spending that extra day at the lake would mean one day less to get to Leh and back. This was also a day when my left shoulder had shown signs of fatigue. I also had had a fall for the day while navigating through a tricky soft mud patch where the front tire just sank in. Though there was no injury to either of us it did raise doubts about whether I could ride for the rest of the journey or not. Finally, we ended up at Losar where we pitched a tent and enjoyed the rest of the evening.

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That evening at Losar was a turning point of the trip and the plan really started falling apart after this day. With all the bad roads that we had been riding through, my shoulder had gone bad to worse and I did not feel confident that it would be okay to ride to Leh and back with the pain always nagging you while you try to maneuver through the difficult terrain. The decision was not final though and I wanted to check if the painkiller would ease things out before I gave up.

The following day we did another tough ride to Gramphoo and reached Sissu, the shoulder wasn’t getting any better and I decided to turn back from there. We decided to split the group and one of the bikes proceeded towards Leh while the rest 3 turned back from the Leh mission. After discussing a bit on what should be our future course of action, we took the road to Udaipur on the Keylong-Kisthwar route.

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The new plan was to get through the Keylong to Kishtwar route and then ride down to Delhi. However, as we reached Udaipur we learnt about a medical emergency back home for a friend and she had to get back to Bangalore asap. So we dropped the Kishtwar plan and got back to Manali on the next day where she boarded a bus to Delhi while we rode to Mandi for the night.

Given that we had a few days at hand for the return journey we were now exploring for places to ride without causing too much trouble to my already damaged shoulder. After some rounds of discussion, the plan was finalized to ride to Dharamshala and then get to Amritsar. A quick stopover at Dharamshala was very fruitful since we were able to see the Dalai Lama at close quarters at the monastery.

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Soon, we were back on the road towards Pathankot where we reached around 6PM that day. Amritsar was another 100kms away and we thought we’d find some hotel on the way, but we were so wrong! Little did we know at that time that there were no hotels along the Pathankot-Amritsar route and we ended up riding all the way to Amritsar on the potholed road in the rain and complete darkness.

There were two main things on the agenda at Amritsar, first was the Golden Temple and then we wanted to visit the Wagah Border.

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The Harmandir Sahib visit is always a divine experience with the temple working its charm to calm you down as soon as you enter inside. You instantly forget all the hustle-bustle on the streets that you entered from and the soothing live kirtans get your mind focused on the invisible force that binds us together. Even though I’m not a very devotional person, once in a while such places get me to sit down and pray.

Next up was the Wagah Border and we were not even thinking that it could turn out to be such a huge event. The place was packed with people and it looked like more of a wedding reception than a military ritual until the time came to close the gates. This was a true commercialized version of the gate closing ceremony with loud music and dancing all happening out there.

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In the end, though we didn’t really follow the plan in this trip, it turned out to be an okay and we enjoyed it. We did accomplish the objective of riding for those two weeks, the only difference was that we didn’t ride in Ladakh this year.

Later that year, my shoulder had started giving me lot of trouble and it was then narrowed down to a nerve compression issue. It took me a little over a month of physiotherapy sessions to get back to normalcy, so much for my endurance rides!

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In Oct 2008, I had another trip planned to Spiti with a friend and he had done major preparations for it. Sadly, I had to call it off just a day before we were supposed to leave due to a family exigency. But, to make it up for it, I promised to accompany him to Ladakh in the next season.

Earlier in 2009, my wife gave me wonderful news that we were expecting our first offspring later that year. Now, that meant that she couldn’t join for the trip and it took a bit of convincing before she dropped all objections about me going on the trip without her. All arrangements were made for her convenience and we had her dad at home while I was away. I even got a BSNL prepaid number and carried a spare cell phone thinking that I’d get better connectivity than the Airtel connection, but that proved to be a wrong idea – more on that later.

Now, this friend of mine, he isn’t a rider, so I had no plans to do a ride with him all the way. We explored options of hiring a cab for all days and that turned out to be a pretty expensive proposition. Finally we decided to go backpacking so that we retain atleast some element of adventure. The plan was to fly to Delhi and take a train to Jammu.

From thereon, we were supposed to be using local transport to cover longer distances and explore Leh and nearby places on hired bikes, returning through the Manali route. However, once we were at Jammu things started happening differently and we found ourselves hiring local cabs all through our journey rather than taking the bus.

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That's me with just about all the luggage I had carried for the trip.

We stopped at overnight at the Dal Lake in Srinagar and then hired another cab that would take us to Leh with a night halt at Kargil. That day there was a minor blast in Srinagar and when we left in the morning, the city seemed like it was locked down and under heavy patrolling. The jeep driver told us that such incidents are not very uncommon and even though the area around the lakes is fairly safe, tourists needs to take adequate precaution before wandering off into the interior parts of the city.

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We stopped at the Lamayuru Monastery on our way to Leh and were lucky to witness the Yuru Khabyat festival. The masks worn by the lamas during the dances represent guardian divinities from the Dringungpa pantheon. As in the case of other monastic festivals, the sacred dance-drama concludes with destruction of the sacrificial offerings.

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Our plan to ride around never materialized and I ended up enjoying a good one week in Leh without any agenda. All I did was to sit around at Gesmo for most of the day and then roam around the market for a couple of times. This was definitely different than all my trips, but I was experiencing what I hadn’t done in all these years….how to do nothing!

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There was one day where we actually hired a bike to ride around the Shey Palace and also visited the Hemis Gompa, but that was hardly anything to call a ride.

Though we gave a miss to the Stakna monastery, I did manage to capture an amazing view of the monastery as seen from the Leh-Manali highway. The monastery is situated right at the banks of the Indus which flows through the mountains and ends it journey into the Arabian sea after covering most of Pakistan.

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We did a day trip to Pangong Tso by sharing the cab with a bunch of college kids who were on their first visit. It was a sight to see those 3 young kids turn up at the starting point at 6AM in just a pair of t-shirt and jeans while we were all suited up for the cold.

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Later we found out that the youngsters were mis-guided by the hotel guy that they won’t need any woolens on the way. Poor guys wore a frozen look at ChangLa as we stopped to click some pictures. We drove all the way with the windows rolled up to avoid them from freezing up.

The lake itself never ceases to surprise you with the varied colors and barren mountains and we had a good time walking around and clicking lots of pictures. At about 14000ft, it’s not a very easy thing to move around the lake on foot.

Though the lake doesn’t have many life-forms to support, it is often visited by the high-flying birds like the brown headed gulls, bar-headed geese and brahminy ducks in the summers. The lake gets completely frozen during winters despite the salt water and it’s said that the army guys can even drive their cars on it.

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The next trip was an overnighter to Nubra valley and this time we had a mother and daughter duo sharing the car. We made the customary stop at Khardung La for a photoshoot and then proceeded towards Hunder which was going to be our night stay.

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It was interesting to see how the elderly lady had all the energy and excitement to tour with her daughter who had returned from the US for a vacation. This was my first trip to the Nubra valley and while I enjoyed what I saw, I sorely missed the involvement that a bike ride has to offer.

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On our way back, we made a quick stop at the Diskit Monastery which was quite a nice experience.

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After whiling away a lot of time in Leh, we decided to head back and hired a taxi who would take us to Manali with a night stopover.

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On our way to Manali, we had a night halt at one of the tents at Bharatpur which is right at the base of BaralachLa and it turned out to be a sleepless adventure for both of us. While we had enough insulation to cover us on top, the floor wasn’t well insulated and it felt like we were sleeping on a block of ice. Not once did we remember to use the sleeping bags that we lugged around all the way in our backpack!

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The following day we reached Manali and then a bus got us to Delhi where we boarded our return flight to Bangalore. Overall, we accomplished all that we were set to do, but there was no sense of adventure in the whole trip. We just sat on the backseat of the taxi and looked out of the window as most of the tourists do. There was this one time we actually went to hire bikes in Leh and ride to Pangong Tso, but my friend backed out of the idea which left us with no other option than to hire cabs all our way.

After this trip, I realized how different it is when I'd travel on the bike versus being driven around in a car.

When you’re on the bike:

Overall conclusion, taxi rides are not for me! They’re just too boring and even though we covered most of the places I’ve done before, there was no sense of accomplishment in the whole trip.

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After the leisurely experience in 2009, I had to somehow get over that feeling and get back to some adventure riding. The answer to that was a solo ride, but getting permission from the home ministry was next to impossible. Given that my wife had once again extended her courtesy in letting me go out alone while she managed the baby, I couldn’t risk the opportunity by trying to go against her wishes. That’s when my old time buddy Elly said he could join for company and the trip was officially on!

We wanted to cover places that we hadn’t done before and a long list of places were put together that included Zanskar, Hanle, Marsimik La, Tso Moriri etc. Another college buddy, Anand, wanted to join in with his old gen CBZ and though we’ve known each year for years now, we never had a chance to ride together. This was his first big ride or maybe I should say, his first official ride ever and there were a lot of unknowns about how it will turn out, but that’s what makes things interesting. We had no history about how he rides and whether his bike will be able to make it, but we’re best of friends so these things are never really a consideration.

I had to make a business trip scheduled to Pune, Hyderabad and Delhi around the same time in July so instead of making two separate trips I decided to merge business with leisure and start the ride after I finished work in Delhi. That meant I had to lug around all my stuff on a three different flights till before the official flag-off and that I’d be out of the house for nearly a full month. Managing the luggage was a bit challenging since I had to pack clothes for the business visit and for the trip separately, plus I had to keep it under the 30kg limit to avoid excess baggage charge. I had to drop a few things like the tool kit for example and after a few iterations, everything was managed in 30kgs. It was interesting to see people stared at the saddle bags strapped on with gumboots on top at the airport conveyor belts.

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The bike was shipped prior to my departure from Bangalore and I knew it would be sitting at the Delhi railway station for a few days before I pick it up. Anand reached Delhi the same day I did and we both met at the railway station to get our bikes out. He had loaded his bike as accompanied luggage on the same train he traveled while my bike had to be picked up from the parcel counter. It was pretty easy to locate the bikes and we were thinking it was going to be a pretty easy day after all, but then Murphy’s Law hit us - Everything takes longer than you think.

First, I had left the keys to my bike at the hotel, but that wasn’t such a big deal since it wasn’t handle-locked and I knew how to get it started without the keys. The one thing we’d have to figure out was how to push some fuel inside the tank since the fuel cap needs the key. Just when I had it all figured out, Anand accidentally broke the throttle grip and now there was another problem to deal with. I pushed the bike out to the front side of Nizammuddin station and was hoping to find a mechanic and luckily there was one young enterprising chap who came to our rescue. He managed to find a spare throttle grip in his Pandora’s box and also helped us get the fuel inside the tank. What looked like a 15 minute job took us more than a couple of hours but we were done and I was back at the hotel in time to get ready for work.

The next day all three of us met to discuss the plan and we found out that Elly’s bike needed some repairs which would take about a day. The schedule was to leave in the morning on the following day to Chandigarh but we decided to leave late afternoon once his bike was ready. There was another problem to think of, Rohtang was reportedly closed for the previous 2 days and it could remain closed for a few more days. Srinagar on the other hand was going through some serious issues and had a curfew situation too. We had two options, one to try our luck at Rohtang and wait it out at Manali as needed or do the Spiti route and bypass Rohtang altogether. Waiting at Manali wasn’t as exciting an option as riding through Spiti but we had to trade-off some of places from the schedule to make it happen, it also reminded me of my shoulder situation from the ride a couple of years ago. But this year I was in much better shape physically than the last time and I knew I could do it!

After a lot of delay, we finally took off from Delhi at around 6PM and reached Chandigarh at midnight. We were camping out at a friend’s house and after a lot of chit-chat we managed to get some sleep and start around 9AM on the next day. It was turning out to be a deja-vu ride since we stopped at pretty much the same places on the way and took the night halt at Narkanda (just like last time). Our next stop was going to be Chitkul, but we could only manage to reach Sangla since we didn’t fuel up at the right place and ran short on gas to go till Chitkul.

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Next stop was at Tabo where we again stayed at the same place like last time and visited the monastery one more time.

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On the following day, we had a problem with Elly’s bike which had developed a crack on the clutch casing and leaked out all the oil. Though we got it fixed at Kaza, it costed us a good 3-4 hours and our plans to get to Gramphoo were now put for the next day. We fueled up at Kaza thinking we’ll need fuel only till Tandi and there was no need to carry extra fuel even though we had the extra cans, this was a big oversight on our part (more on this later).

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The road from Kaza to Gramphoo is the most treacherous with rocks the size of small boulders and plenty of water crossings. That day all three of us would have suffered from severe frost bites had we not found the PWD guest house at Chhota Dhara on time. We were riding with our pants and shoes drenched in freezing water of the streams and it was already post 6PM.

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Next day we reached Gramphoo and were pleasantly surprised to have all the road to ourselves, Rohtang was still not open. We got to Tandi to fuel up for our rest of the journey to Leh - for both the T’birds, we would have needed full tanks plus another 5 liters each to reach Leh, the CBZ would have needed 2-3 liters spare. That’s when disaster hit us, the guy at the fuel station said he’d give us 2 liters per bike since he was in a rationing mode. The blockage at Rohtang meant that he hadn’t received his supply for almost 2 weeks and since he’s the only guy in that region he can’t let the pump go dry completely. We had already burned around 8 liters from Kaza to Tandi and we needed 5 more, so in total we needed 13 liters each for the T’birds and may be 10litres for the CBZ and all we were being offered was 6 litres in total. It took us about an hour to get him to agree for at least 5 litres per bike, this wasn’t enough but it was still better than the previous offer. We thought we could camp at keylong for the day and then come back next day for another 5 litres, but the guy was smarter and ruled out that option as well.

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This was the second time in the trip that we were stuck with low fuel even after carrying those empty spare cans, all because we were being too optimistic. Now, with the given situation we calculated that we were roughly about 100kms short on fuel until we hit the reserve mark on the T’birds. The CBZ could probably make it if we emptied the tanks on the T’birds after it hits the reserve and pour that into the CBZ. That way we could possibly have one bike reaching Leh and come back with fuel, the trip was still ON, although it may cost us a day more. The other option was to look for fuel at the tents in Sarchu, most of the time you’d be able to buy it from them at a marked up price. Anyways, we were prepared for the worst and it was not going to dampen our spirit to carry on.

We rode to Sarchu that day and got ourselves into those luxury swiss tents for the night. It was freezing cold in the night but we all slept peacefully because we didn’t really know what tomorrow have in store for us. Luckily, we were able to secure about 20 litres of fuel at one of the tents on the next day and that put us at ease for the rest of the day’s journey. Given that Rohtang was closed for a long time, all tent guys also had run out of fuel supply but one, and it was our lucky day.

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Soon we were lounging at the Gesmo bakery in Leh and firming up plans for the next few days. Anand was going to have his wife and sister fly into Leh and spend some time with them while Elly and me had plans to explore Pangong Tso, Hanle, Tso Moriri and reach Pang where we’d catch up with Anand for the rest of the journey.

Our T’birds were barely giving us a mileage of 20-22 km/lit and with around 250kms range we needed about 35-40 litres spare for each bike if we had to do Leh-Pangong-Chulshul-Hanle-Tso Moriri-Tso Kar-Pang-Sarchu-Tandi as there is no fuel station anywhere on the route and we didn’t want to rely on our luck again. So we changed the plan again and did an overnight trip to Pangong before we set off for our return journey which looked like this: Leh – Hanle – Tso Moriri – Tso Kar – Pang – Sarchu – Manali. I had about 50 litres of fuel strapped on my bike, just about enough for the two bikes to reach Tandi for the next stop.

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Our ride to Hanle took us through some really stunning landscapes and even though there are no water crossing or passes to climb, it was a very satisfying experience. As we reached the village, we were a bit surprised since this was a completely non-commercialized place and had no signs of hotels or guest houses. We directly went to the observatory where I spoke to the resident engineer about stay options either at the observatory or in the village. He guided us to the one and only option in the village that could offer us some basic accommodation and food. There was a bus full of high-school kids from Leh queued up at the observatory and we chose to return back the next day instead of becoming a part of that chaos.

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The next day morning we made a visit to the observatory and then rode up to the Analy Gompa, but we couldn’t find anyone there to help us get an inside tour. We started our ride back to the Mahe bridge from where we had to take the left to Tso Moriri which was our next night halt.

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The roads for the most part were pretty decent until the last 30 odd kms which was a pure offroading adventure. The Korzok village had quite a few stay options, we chose to stay at the Ladakh camps tent site which was a pretty nice place although a bit expensive at around 2500-3000 per night. But the experience was worth it and the food was quite sumptuous too. We rode around the lake for a bit to get some pictures and watched the sunrise light up the blue waters early next day. It was simply magical to be there!

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The ride from Tso Moriri to Tso Kar was going to take us through some really desolate places and soon after we took the turn off from Sumdo village all that we could hear was the engines roaring and no other human soul was sighted for a long time until we reached Tso Kar for an early lunch. After witnessing the majestic beauty of Tso Moriri, Tso Kar was a bit of a disappointment and we didn’t really spend time at the lake.

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About half hour after we left from Tso Kar is when we had the first big incident of the trip. Elly was riding about a km ahead of me but I still had direct line of sight because of the open plains. The road was tarred but narrow and was lined by the soft desert sand on both sides. And then it happens, Elly’s bike veered to the left and the next moment I saw him being thrown face-down on the tarmac while his bike did two somersaults and landed in a ditch about 15-20 feet from the road. I guess he must be doing around 50kph at the time and the impact on landing flat on the tarmac would have been quite a bit. There was a cold shiver down my spine thinking about the possible eventualities of the accident as I closed in towards the spot for the next couple of minutes. He was motionless for about 30secs and then sat up and was on his feet by the time I reached there, I was so relieved! His helmet was broken at his chin and the armored jacket torn at places, the knee pads were broken too. He was in a state of shock as he stood there looking around and trying to figure what just hit him. I made him do the regular drill of checking whether he had sensations on his hands and legs and whether he had sustained any internal injuries. With all the riding gear he had, he got away with just a few bruises on his hand between the jacket sleeve and gloves.

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The bike on the other hand wasn’t that lucky, it had done two full 360 degrees flips before landing in the ditch. All the strapped luggage was thrown off the bike and that included his camera bag too. Luckily, because of the soft mud around, there was no collateral damage to his camera kit. I was suspecting that the front forks would have taken hit and the bike may not be able to run anymore. We were pleasantly surprised to see that the forks were able to take the fall without any damage. The front headlamp assembly and the dials were completely destroyed and the handle bar was in a bad shape with both sides bent in different directions. It took us a bit of an effort to pull it out of the ditch but the good news was that it started in a couple of kicks. Now, the two big questions were whether we’ll be able to salvage the situation and make the bike “rideable” and whether or not he could ride the rest of the distance.

The initial reaction was to just try and get some help and load the bike on a truck to either Manali or Leh. We were in the middle of nowhere and there was absolutely no traffic that we had seen on that road, but we could spot some traffic on what looked like a track about 3kms parallel to our road alongside the mountain ranges. After making sure that Elly was okay, I set off to look for some help and found a GREF camp about 5kms ahead. That’s when I realized that the track we could see alongside the mountains was the Leh-Manali route and we would have been well on our way to Pang had this incident not happened. Anyways, the camp had a few people around and I came back for Elly so that we could just get the bikes there and get him some medical attention.

I fixed the handlebar to a good extent using a stone for a hammer and we rode slowly to the GREF camp where the guys were more than helpful as always. We also met Anand who was on the way to Pang which was the agreed upon meeting point. Now that we were regrouped, we talked about various options of continuing the trip but finally decided that we’ll just keep riding on slowly and reach Manali.

Finally we set off from there thinking we’ll take a night halt at Pang which was about 40kms away, but ended up riding until 8PM to reach Sarchu for the night. We couldn’t believe that despite all the events and the fact that Elly was riding with a crooked handle-bar we were able to make it successfully. The night was going to be a deciding factor for the next day’s ride plan since we’d know if Elly had any internal inflammation/injury that showed signs after a good night’s sleep.

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The morning had some good news for us that Elly was all fit and fine and we could continue our trip as planned. After a grueling climb to Rohtang La through all the slush, we were finally on the other side and slowly descended towards our destination for the day, Manali. It was a big sigh of relief once we parked our bikes at the hotel in Manali coz the difficult part of the ride was over. We got Elly’s bike fixed up with a new handlebar and a few other necessary repairs and things were pretty much back to normal.

From Manali onwards we were going to split up as Elly and Anand were going towards Amritsar while I was going to return back to Delhi. What a ride it was, lot of action, drama and some pretty scary moments too, but in the end we all thoroughly enjoyed it!

Wow man!!! I've been stuck to your travelogue or mutli-logue! I have been contemplating a Leh ride since 3-4 years. Of course it was never a possibility due lack of riding partners and lack of planned finances/time and lack of opportunity! But its on the charts! The next opportunity that turns up I am gonna pack my bags and leave! Hopefully my better half too will support me like yours! Really enjoying your travelogue.

Keep 'em coming :) Its always an inspiration!

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Originally Posted by Mik (Post 2899234)
Beautiful!
I completed my second trip in as many years and i have a tremendous yearning to go again, year after year. In every season and for any reason.

Thanks Mik, I've been in a similar situation where I experienced an incredible pull towards the mountains every year as the roads opened.

When I look back over these years, I guess I'm done with the road trips now. I may still make another birding/wildlife trip someday, but I'm going to fly in for that one. The snow leopard trek at either Hemis National Park or at Pin Valley is on my list of things to do, but I've got to prepare myself for the harsh winters if I'm going for that one.

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Originally Posted by thumpingheart (Post 2899565)
Wow man!!! I've been stuck to your travelogue or mutli-logue! I have been contemplating a Leh ride since 3-4 years. Of course it was never a possibility due lack of riding partners and lack of planned finances/time and lack of opportunity! But its on the charts! The next opportunity that turns up I am gonna pack my bags and leave! Hopefully my better half too will support me like yours! Really enjoying your travelogue.

Keep 'em coming :) Its always an inspiration!

Well, I hope you make your trip sooner! The region is slowly getting commercialized at places and may lose its novelty and charm in a few years as the accessibility improves.

Amazing work Amol. Always been a fan of your birding series pics now hooked on to your landscape shots as well. Loved that setting of the couple with the kid in between on the lake side. Amazing composition and excellent location. Mind blowing.

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Originally Posted by aravind84 (Post 2899644)
Amazing work Amol. Always been a fan of your birding series pics now hooked on to your landscape shots as well. Loved that setting of the couple with the kid in between on the lake side. Amazing composition and excellent location. Mind blowing.

Thanks Aravind, the shot in the first post is my personal favorite too. All three of us just loved that evening when we camped at Rangdum.

Actually, Ladakh is a great birding destination too and I did carry the 600mm with me thinking I'd sneak out some time but it never happened. Moreover, I had forgotten to carry the tripod for the lens and without it, there was no point in walking and handholding the 6kg monster at that altitude.

Hey Amol!!!!!! I cant agree more with each sentence in your opening post!

Great pics! Great effort! Great Achievement! Even greater experience i am sure!

I am sure you will do more trips to Ladakh sooner or later! People like us cant stop.

Unfortunately i have been able to do only 2 road trips to Ladakh so far and am yet to do many more, cant complain because the reason is road trips to other destinations.

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Great pics! Great effort! Great Achievement! Even greater experience i am sure!

I am sure you will do more trips to Ladakh sooner or later! People like us cant stop.

Yeah, it's been a great experience all these years and we've been able to capture some great memories too. My wife is kind of relieved with the fact that we'll start using the mid-year holidays to explore other places from the next year onwards. But deep down inside, she also knows that old habits die hard and in a few years I may again find myself planning yet another trip to the region!

Amazing Amol. Truely adventurous.

I am curious to hear about your last trip. I can see from the first pic that you had your kid along with you on this trip. So was this also on the bike?

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Originally Posted by amitwlele (Post 2900159)
Amazing Amol. Truely adventurous.

I am curious to hear about your last trip. I can see from the first pic that you had your kid along with you on this trip. So was this also on the bike?

Thanks Amit! As much as I wanted to do a bike trip, we couldn't get ourselves to be 100% convinced about it. Moreover, we didn't have any company for this years' trip since my riding buddy was already traveling somewhere else. Doing the whole trip as a single bike would have been very difficult to pull through especially with the kiddo in case of breakdown/emergency. So, this year we toured in our Safari which was packed with enough stuff to be called our second home.

I'll have the last chapter of the travelogue up later tonight, that will conclude my travels to the mountains for now!


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