As planned yesterday, we are ready to depart at 06:30 AM. But not before a picture to capture the first rays of sun:
After a very very cold night, it is only natural that the passengers fall asleep in the heated cozy cabin of the car. The drive back to Batal is easy, with only the Etios cross needing some negotiating at one of the crossings. We slowly proceed with caution, in a disciplined convoy. Now I assumed that the worst is over and the route ahead will get better. Big mistake! The route from Batal to Gramphu is a mixture of bad roads, no roads, rocks and numerous water crossings. Soon, the track leads us to the base of the mountain, next to the riverbed where there are multiple tracks leading in all directions. A local taxi is spotted soon and he shows us the way to Gramphu. We let the duster lead the convoy, who seems to be an experienced guy. What he does is, stops before every water crossing, gets down and analyzes the situation, arranging a few rocks here and there. Then he eases into the water and the rest of us follow suit. This was a good strategy, albeit a slow one. One Innova taxi driver from Chandigarh, who was following us for quite some time, gets annoyed and honks his way ahead at one of the crossings. We find the same innova stuck in water at the next crossing. The duster guy and me share that wicked look
, after which we decide to help the guy, since we wont be able to cross it anyway. All of us join in to help the poor chap, who is unable to utter a word. The length of the cars behind us has increased manifold and after half an hour of trying to get the innova out, we conclude that it is futile. We ask around for a rope and find one instantly. We arrange some rocks here and there and I navigate the duster to cross the innova from the side. Then we tie up both the cars, and with some human effort pushing the innova combined with the duster’s pull, we manage to get it out of there. The rest of the cars manage just fine without any help. It was a clear case of impatience on the Innova driver’s end. Needless to say, he sticks with the convoy after that. At another spot, the Etios cross gets stuck but the rest of the convoy has gone ahead already. I stop and help the guy in getting it out. Soon, we spot another water crossing, where our neighbours from Nako Village are stuck in their Dzire. Hats off to the guy for even attempting this stretch in his compact sedan with family. I and the Etios cross guy stop to help them out. It takes a good half an hour but they are finally out.
We find a dhaba where we stop for maggi and tea. After this break, we enquire about the route ahead and learn that most of the bad roads are behind us and there are just 2 water crossings left to tackle with. Confident enough by now, we resume the journey with the Etios cross guy following us.
While driving, I see a gentleman ahead trying to say something to the cars in the front, which don’t bother to stop. I stop to see what he is saying, and he tells us that some repair work is being carried out on one of the crossings, and all the traffic on both sides is stranded and that we should stop at the shack up ahead instead of going all the way to the jammed area. I see the logic and stop at the dhaba for some tea and relaxation.
Meanwhile, I pass my time clicking:
After what seems like an eternity, we spot some vehicles coming from the opposite side, which is our cue to start the drive again. Turns out that the wait was worth it, since they have put up a bridge over what looks like a raging water crossing on the way. The next crossing is a tiny one and is crossed without any fuss. In sometime, we reach Gramphu, from where one road leads to Leh and the other to Rohtang. With a heavy heart, I glimpse over the highway to Leh and leave it for another time. For now, its time to get to Manali for the night. Surprisingly, I don’t see many tourists at the usually crowded Rohtang top. There are no traffic jams that are usually encountered here. We carry on without stopping and take a lunch break at Marhi. Its time to bid adieu to our Jalandhar friends in the Etios cross, who will be taking a different route home from Manali.
The greenery of Manali is a welcome change after so much of bleak and barren landscapes.
We continue towards Manali to encounter the worst of traffic jams of my life. For 4 hours, we remain stranded on the Manali- Leh highway, moving a few inches every now and then. This was a highly disappointing and frustrating end of such a wonderful trip. What made it much more worse was the fact that all the locals and taxi drivers were cutting through lanes, driving on the opposite side of the road, making the situation even worse. Meanwhile, we were in network coverage now and every one in the car was busy with their phones. Only I know how I passed those 4 hours.
By 7, the traffic seemed to ease up and I made a dash for it. The new plan is to get out of Manali and drive as much as possible to cover up maximum ground so that the next day can be a little easy on us. Getting a delicious Punjabi meal after so many days sure works wonders on us and we are back to being in a good mood. I carry on till Pandoh, where I start feeling signs of fatigue and decide to halt. At 11 PM, we find a decent hotel on the highway and settle in for the night.