Had wanted to do Sikkim for a long time and wanted it to be a road trip. Being in Bangalore meant that I needed sufficient time to make the journey possible. Had the choice of taking the Polo GT TDI or the Thar. Decided on the Thar as that would come handy in Sikkim. Started the trip on the 12th of Dec quite late from Bangalore and made my way out of the state via the Kolar - Chitoor - Naidupet route. Joined the AH45 at Naidupet and got onto the 4 laned roads. Not that the 4 lanes made any difference to speeds. I was constantly doing 80kph to make the jeep sip less fuel. Everything else that I encountered on the road was going pretty quick. I had to resort to tricky ways to keep myself engaged as I had no stereo nor anyone else in the jeep for company. The jeep was full of luggage and the weight helped settle the jeep nicely on the highway. Reached Ongole by 8.30 pm and decided to get a place for the night. Made a promise that I would start early the next morning to cover more ground and was out by 8.15am on the AH45. Had biscuits and some juice in the car and that became the breakfast as I did not want to waste time stopping for breakfast. The 80kph ritual started and crossed Vijaywada, Rajamundry and mde it to Vizag by 7pm. Took the SH38 detour from anakapalle and joined the AH45 at Tallavalasa. Had dinner at Hotel Paradise and crashed for the night at an adjoining resort room.
The next day started early with targets of doing Kolkata but managed to only reach Rambha where I had a glimpse of Chilka and decided to take a break. Checked into OTDC Rambha, took a row boat and managed to catch whatever I could of the beautiful lake that evening.
The jeep was holding up really well and I was happy that my body was not acting up. The 8.15am start the next day happened on time and was on my way to Bubaneshwar and all went fine till Icchapuram, the border crossing where I got onto the opposite lane and went like an idiot to make it to the Orissa side. There was sufficient chaos there to make this justifiable. The roads were pretty much deserted and the drive continued unhindered, Sometimes out of sheer boredom, I would increase to slightly higher speeds but would quickly come back to 80 soon enough. Chugged along and made it to Balasore and then went onto Kharagpur and finally Kolkata. Took a break at Hotel Oasis by the NH2 and deliberated on the next days plan. This one would be tricky as I had the choice of two routes, the NH34 or the Bardhman - Dumka- Purnea route. Had two very important conversations the previous day. One at Chilka with Blackpearl asking his opinion about which of the routes to take to Siliguri and one with Sheel at Cuttack asking about Vikramshila sethu. Both looked like nightmares I wanted to run away from but the prospect of tackling one sethu versus an entire NH34 tilted the balance in favour of the Dumka route. Since conversations weren't happening all these days with anyone, I used to sing to myself and that kept me occupied for a while. Started early the next day for Bhagalpur and wasted no time in crossing Siuri, Messenjore and getting to Dumka. It was hell from Dumka to Bhagalpur as the roads were non existent and it was 1st and 2nd gear most of the way. It was getting rather late and I could see truck traffic increasing and wanted to somehow fly across the sethu and out of harms way. But got badly stuck in bhagalpur town traffic and moved around with people, cattle and vegetable vendors looking for the sethu and finally when it came it was like WOW!. The breadth of the river was just immense! Not a vehicle was on the sethu and I drove across making animal noise of happiness and got on the other side and faced a line of 400 trucks queued up and blocking the way. That is when I realized the need for all the discussion on avoiding the sethu on team-bhp. After much deliberation, took the road that ran parallel and joined at Naugachia. I was exhausted from the day's drive and badly wanted to halt for the night. Called up Sheel and requested him to help me find a room at Purnea. Reached Purnea in another hour's time driving in fog and met up with the man himself at the hotel where he had booked me a room for the night. He came in a new black scorpio and and the two Mahindra's saw eye to eye as their respective owners exchanged pleasantries. Planned to start early the next day but the car was incredibly dusty and badly needed a wash. Waited for Mahindra service to open the next morning and put the car for a wash. Told Sheel where I was and he promptly called up folks he knew at Brajesh requesting them to give me a decent look. Thanks once again mate. Folks like you don't come in large numbers. Interesting thing that happened at Purnea was the spotting of a KA registered santro in the same hotel I was put up and then running into its owner, another crazy traveler from Bangalore who was on his way to Tawang in Arunachal and a north east loop with his family. All along I thought I was the only maniac around. Hats off Srinivas!
Started for Siliguri post noon and made it by evening. Planned to go to Kalimpong the next day but decided to stay away from town and got a small place at Alagarh. This was the base for the next few days as I planned to see a few places around. And one of those places happened to be Sandakphu.
This was a trail that I had dreamed about for a long time. The plan to try Sandakphu the next day was made while we sat on top of a hill at Algarah 12km from Kalimpong catching the sunset. The plan was completely dynamic as we did not know if the landrover organization at manebhanjan would allow us to do the 12000ft climb. The journey was extremely treacherous and only hardy 4wd with experienced hands behind the wheel attempted it. Sanjay, the homestay owner at Kalimpong, were I was put up made a few calls to his brother Deven who stays at Manebhanjan and coaxed him to come along as well just in case we needed local help. It was Deven’s daughter’s birthday the next day and he was a trifle reluctant at the outset but relented and promised to come along. We made a 4.30am start from Algarah and we hit sukhia around 7.30am to find that we were short on fuel. Got diesel at Rs. 60 a litre and put in 20 liters. The owner of the place we stopped for tea was surprised when he was told we wanted to go to Sandakphu and immediately told us the perils of the journey and why it would be very difficult for us and our jeep. After all the dents on our collective confidence, we headed for manebhanjan from where Sandakphu is a 32km climb of monumental proportions. Deven joined us at Manebhanjan as we reached the ticket counter for singalila national park. We had to take tickets for the jeep, camera and people and I shelled out 500 bucks for all of us to do the trail. I was told by the army person that the trail could be done but I had to be very very careful. As we stepped out of the ticketing room , I got a shock as the jeep’s bonnet was open and lots of heads were peering inside and having an animated conversation. As I reached them, I had to face a volley of questions. “Where was I from”, “What is this jeep”, “Did I not know that this was landrover territory” etc. I realized that this was the landrover gang and they were gauging the outsider who had stepped into their den. Nevertheless, they said I could go and asked me to have a nice trip.
The start of the journey itself was an extremely intimidating steep uphill hairpin left and in my excitement of getting started on the climb, I broke the door lock of the Thar. Not a great beginning. This was followed by an even more steeper hairpin right where I encountered three Nepali cows and a boy who had no clue what to do with the frightened lot and the panic stricken cows ran all around the Thar and we had to stall in an awkward position. The mighty land rovers were all over me by then. This was just not the right way to start a climb. Thereafter things started to run smooth. It was 4 wheel drive terrain all the way thereafter. We reached tonglu check-post where we were given two envelops to deliver at Tumling and Gairibash by the guards there. At Gairibash, we ran into army excise inspector Gour who developed a special liking for us and started telling us tales and treated us with tea and momos. He promised more hospitality on the way back as we bid adieu and headed toward sandakphu.
After driving for an eternity on narrow, broken and an uphill track, we made it to Kalapokhri which is just 6km short of Sandakphu. Things took a turn for the worse here and the steepness of the gradient was unbelievable. It was as if we were climbing vertically with sheer drops to either side and two way traffic all the way. I was simply thrilled that we had chosen to do this trail. Just a few km short of Sandakphu, a bunch of army men with lots of luggage waved us down and we helped them with a lift. As we finally reached Sandakphu, it was a jeep full of assorted folks who stepped out and my day was done. It was such an amazing experience and I must admit one of the most thrilling moments of my driving life. Had noodles and tea for lunch and exchanged pleasantries with the army folks before deciding to head back. The climb had taken us 3.5 hours one way for just 32 km.
The return had challenges of a different kind as the complete mountain scenery was clearly visible to us and we could make out what a mistake could cause us all too clearly. We met the enterprising inspector Gour from the forces who again treated us to snacks and tea and gave us tidbits into the how the army operated in these harsh regions. The return journey had to be done before sundown and the onset of fog as well as for another very important reason. It was Deven sir’s daughters birthday and he had made time to come all the way with us. We reached manebhanjan after dark and decided to get gifts for the birthday girl before proceeding to their home which was just 6kms from town. We were greeted by a warm family, hosted to a fabulous dinner before setting off on our return journey to Kalimpong. The roads were deserted and we had a an easy drive. Drove continuously for 20 hours that day but it really brings a smile to my face when I think of a Mahindra Thar from Bangalore chugging all the way up to the highest point in the singalila national park in West Bengal.