MY TAKE ON Day 3, September 14th, 2009
Patnitop - Srinagar - SonaMarg - Zojila - Drass - Kargil (422Kms). Raj had a standard question at the beginning of every day - where to now? So you mumble something, and hey presto, the Flying Sikh is off in his Pajero only to resurface a few hours later - parked by the road side, hat on face (Gavaskar-style), having guffled innumerable cuppas chai, relished breakfast, brunch, lunch, high tea, "tiffin" and growling for appetisers! Commendable the way he handled the moster of the Pajero on those narrow roads, and his ability to outbeat us all the time!
Departure from JKTDC Patnitop was scheduled at 530 am, but come showtime and except for Rajiv stuffing is car, no one in sight. Birds twittering as sunlight filters through the tall pine trees make most of us ache for one more day here, but we have miles to go in Nehru's Kashmir.........not for us even the roses of Shalimar Gardens.
Finally left at 625 am. The Jawahar Tunnel has no time restrictions nowadays, and that meant no traffic jams, no frisking, no sniffer dogs. The lovely roads leading up to the Tunnel (with Chenab River views, as laluks has elaborated already), 3.2 kms long, and the halt at Qazigund for some oily poori bhajis and dry fruit/ apple shopping. The first views of the Kashmir Valley from Titanic View Point were indeed exciting.
Kashmir looks as normal as any other place in India, and we battled heavy morning traffic as we slowly wound our way towards Srinagar. Lots of petrol stations en route. Chinar trees lined the road as they have for several decades, and we did play some of Shammi Kapoors Kashmiri Kalis. The saffron fields of Pampore were barren, and the Badamibagh Cantonment quiet as we stopped by to admire the Dal Lake at Srinagar - 1200 noon. No curfews, no rapists, no army, everything absolutely normal - did someone say terrorism? We were desperately late already - by 2 hours - and I was howling for some more speed, as we took a nice leisurely drive around Dal Lake skirting the Shalimar and Nishad Gardens, espying the Hazrat Bal Shrine on the opposite bank of the Lake - and reached the Habak Crossing. Vishal Bakshshi and Liz (the White Scorpio from Chandigarh) were having a leisurely holiday in the houseboats of Dal Lake as we sped by.
Having coming thus far, it was time for some thanksgiving at the holiest shrine in Kashmir Valley - the Kheer Bhavani temple at Tulla MUllah near Ganderbal. This is an unique temple shrine dedicated to Mata Vaishno devi's sister, and the idol is placed in a small island surrounded by the temple tank, whose colours change with the different times of the day. We were blessed by the serene atmospehere and piousness of the place. Kashmir's famous Red Chillies greeted us in the small villages that we drove by skirting rice fields yellowed in hue. The road from Ganderbal to Sonmarg is indeed one of the most scenic and best maintained, and despite our best efforts, we could make it to the Sonmarg Check Post only at 4 pm (we wanted to be there at 2 pm to beat the truck convoys which start towards Kargil at that time). We did not find any time restrictions for light vehicles at this checkpost and I daresay you can go past even at night nowadays.
The road leading up from Sonmarg first goes via Baltal, which is the last motorable point for the Amarnath Yatra, and then starts the steep ascent to Zoji La. Luckily for us, the trucks had been detained and we were able to dart by before they started their slow movement upwards. The greens were left behind and the browns of the higher Himalayas started dominating. The skies turned deep blue.
The first of the high passes - Zoji La, at around 3500 metres - the roads were in much better shape than I have ever travelled in them, and although they were dirt roads, the surface was firm and free of gravel, stone and boiulders. No landslides anywhere, no snow in evidence. We did the 27-km ascent in under an hour to "India Gate" just before Matiyan. Dust storms swirled in the wake of the Yokos and Bridgestones as we descended into the Dras Valley, the roads being very good comparatively. We gawked at Tiger Hill in Dras just before the sun set for the day (635 pm), said Hi to a few Bulleters from Delhi and went on. The Dras-Kargil road is in good condition and we made good speeds, reaching Kargil at 800 pm. We were unlucky to miss the verdnant valleys and gorges of the Dras/Suru Rivers and could only hazard at the location of the Paki positions across the border, close to our road.
Reaching any Ladakhi town after dark is always an unpleasant experience, even the pie dogs are snoring away! The JKTDC hotel we first went to had lots of ghosts inside, and we eventually settled down in Hotel Greenland which does not have a restaurant. We were virtually scrounging for food that night in the streets of Kargil ("Bikshanti"), eventually settling for some measly rice plates and Cup O Noodles that we were sensible enough to have carried with us.
We also refuelled at the only petrol pump outside Kargil town, in preparation for the hard ride to Zanskar Valley the next day. Our speed run has truly ended here, as our leisurely holiday begins tomorrow. We had completed 2,580 kms in the 3-day run from Bombay, exactly as scheduled, and we smiled smugly to ourselves as we sunk into the soft pillows that night in our hotel rooms! |