Dochu La - Bhutan

I just read this yesterday and totally loved it:

"I Measure Life by Countries Not Years" and so going by this measure I am still a toddler :-) ..

 Bhutan - let me start with Dochu La - it is still so vivid and clear on my mind, perhaps because the day started on a very wishful note for a very dramatic sunrise .

So all charged up at 4 am and ready with our gears and necessary warm layers we head towards DochuLa Pass, at an altitude of 10000+ feet .

After an hour's drive through the dark ,we are at this point at Dochu La, positioned, geared up and counting minutes. On a clear clear day,one can get a spectacular sunrise with the Himalayan views at the backdrop . 
As we spent more time in anticipation, my heart almost sank at my dampened imagery vistas....
The weather Gods were not in agreement for that day and we were left wishing and only imagining the unseen . However, during the time spent here I realized , it may not have been the dramatic scene which I was caught up with in my mind, but this was mystic no less, as though somebody had just opened the doorways to allow you to walk through the clouds and weald as you witness the orange canvas unfold. And as they say no two sunrises are the same. 

Next we move on towards this point called Druk Wangyal Chortens, at Dochu La .The sun is yet to rise higher up and we first stop by at a lovely cafe for the much needed   breakfast spread & fireplace. The views from the cafe were divinely beautiful with the clouds floating over the mountains and wilderness. After a hearty & content meal we start exploring the surroundings.

108 Stupas / Chortens built to honour Bhutanese soldiers who lost their lives in fighting away the rebels.

I could have sat here all day absorbing the views.

Pristine wilderness

Druk Wangyal Chortens - A cluster of 108 chortens commissioned by the Queen mother to commemorate the soldiers who lost their lives fighting rebels a decade ago. 
The surroundings and the natural setting is perhaps straight out of a postcard. The forest facing the chortens has colourful prayer flags fluttering in the breeze  and the warmth of the morning rays making its way .

 Bhutan is exotic and has preserved its antiquity in many ways - and perhaps that is what  it makes an exclusive destination.

Golden hues of Jaisalmer

Jaisalmer - The Golden City Or as i would like to call  "Poetry in Stone".
There is probably no corner or place in the town which may not be telling you a piece of tale ..If there is one place that should be on each one's bucket list - Jaisalmer it is - it truly deserves all the attention. Yesteryear's grandeur , astounding precision and the mysticism of Golden sandstone.

Built in the 12th century, the golden Fort lit by the morning rays. 

This was our first look of the fort first thing in the morning . The massive structure standing tall, overseeing the entire city. 

At the Jain Temple inside the Fort Complex . The temple has some of the most exquisite carvings . The base of the pillars which are part of the temple complex , built in the 15th century.

I spent the early part of the morning at this temple which in itself is a cluster of 7 temples. I could have spent days in Jaisalmer only gazing at the mind boggling precision and the unmatched beauty in stone created centuries ago by the artisans then. 

Jaisalmer in entirety is a piece of art . Patwon ki Haveli (above) showcases one of the most intricate artwork. The 5 separate havelis were built over a period of 60 years!

Circa 12th -15th century , in the middle of a desert a town rose from these massively heavy sandstones brought in from nearby places or afar, with the help of elephants or some other mode of transport available in those days. This took days and weeks to reach the destination and years to transform the blocks of stones to a piece of marvel !

Another Temple interiors .

Jaisalmer is to be experienced in person.The sights are too captivating to be represented in any form. 

Chandratal Lake, Spiti

Until around 3 years back , my awareness about “Spiti”,tucked away in the remote Trans-Himalayan zone was very limited. Also this was my first encounter in person to a place which I could categorize as “surreal”. No matter how many pictures and images I would have gone through earlier,of places with ice capped mountains at the backdrop …"Experiencing in person is only magical" !

This was a photography tour with Bangalore based “Darter Photography ” -  and I highly recommend this tour. 

Our tour started at Manali – via Rohtang Pass to Lahaul and eventually we moved to Spiti. 

Lahaul and Spiti are high altitude remote valleys having distinct characteristics in terms of vegetation and visuals . It would require several posts to cover the entire tour, so here is a brief gilmpse of the visit to Chandratal Lake during the tour .

Spiti means the middle land  - rightly so as it is nestled between the Tibetan border and Himachal and thus you can imagine how remotely it is located. 

 

The cold desert terrain is rugged, raw and easily dictates your attention span.

We had camped at a site close to the lake – must be at around 14000 ft, since  the lake is situated at an altitude above 14000 ft . Living in Mumbai at sea-level and transporting myself at this altitude in itself was quite exhilarating and should I mention Tough!  

After a certain point where the vehicles were parked, one has to walk it up till the lake. Negotiating the inclined path surrounded by these giant rocks around, clouds playing their shadow games over us, severe high altitude wind blowing through our bones, we trying to get every possible angle into the frame and huffing and puffing I began to doubt sadly though, no matter how beautiful these regions are, perhaps these journeys are not meant for me . 

I was too fatigued to take the next step and was considering to go back to the camp. A part of me wanted to see what lies ahead and a part of me was only wishing to be back in the comforts. I stood at a point to rest momentarily to be able to negotiate the last lap of the challenge and what I saw from the distance gave me a sense of ineffable joy !  

It was indeed worth every step I took for the trip right from day one.

 The hues of pinks and greens and browns on the mountains around the lake add a magical effect .

When one is so close to pristine beauty, which is neither easily accessible nor doable throughout the year, you feel humbled and grateful for the chance and opportunity granted to you to be right there.

Over the next few years I have come to realise,treks to places of incredible beauty and tough ordeals are actually addictive. In spite of all the arduous involvements and the promises I make to myself that this is the last one, at the end I would look forward to many such destinations for the sheer joy and contentment of being there,the journey and seeing it all in real . 

Kumaon Hills

Welcome here – to my blog and very first post !  I have been posting my travel images on  Facebook and Flickr but  had this urge bothering me for  a while to also share the experiences , the journeys,  the varied emotions , the fun , the fears , the rewards  and all of that which allows me to come back with fabulous  memories . 

Each journey is an experience by itself, has its own flavour and no two destinations tell the same tale. 

My first trip this year was to Kumaon , Uttaranchal . We were approaching March and I certainly did not want to let go the precious “carry forwarded” leaves of previous year into anything but travel and that we had to use by the first quarter .   I decided on Dhanachuli, a quaint village in the foothills of Kumaon Hills.

I was to put up at Te Aroha, the beautiful property, a summerhouse transformed  into a boutique hotel , in  a  setup overlooking the mighty gorgeous Himalayan ranges.  My pick-up was arranged by the hotel from Kathgodam.

As I stepped out of the train in the early hours of 5 in the morning, a blast of chill wind on my face made me realize instantly how clean and fresh this region must be. The chauffeur was trying to reach me , there was no delay in coordination and within minutes I was inside the comforts of  the SUV .

Winding through the narrow mountain trails, awaiting the sunrise during the drive and finally seeing some light after about an hour. Suddenly the car enters a dense forest area , with minimal early morning light and mostly barren trees all around and some streams, the views were still not very clear. I wanted to halt and take few pictures and breathe in the freshness but  a sudden fear runs through me in the middle of this nowhere dense woods with only birds chirping and sound of the wind even with the windows closed.  A deep silence and we drive through this patch for about 15 minutes or more.  Now we are driving in better visibility and a sense of relief. Let me tell you, this fear was completely unnecessary and my drive to Te Aroha was very pleasant and comfortable.

Te Aroha welcomes you with so much love, pampers you and completely spoils you with  all the hospitality . 
After breakfast  in my  personal balcony  and soaking in the atmosphere for a while , I decide to trek down the valley along with the guide from the hotel. The only disappointment after I reached here was the heavy blankets of clouds which obstructed the views of  the gorgeous snowy  ranges . The staff brought in a little hope as they said tomorrow can be a better day.  I started  the trek , which took me around 3 -3.5 hours to go around the village through the terraced fields. This region is famous for its fruits (mainly apples & pears) . I could see the barren fruit trees all around and the dried branches at my arm’s reach.  I was told should I have visited this place after a couple of months the valley would be covered with reds/yellows /oranges…So that ensured a second visit at another time of the year !

I was welcomed here by an old generous gentleman who offered me tea and had a chat about his farm and daily life.  Life and People in the mountains may be simple but  are certainly tough !

The trek took me through the terraces of cultivated land and homes of the locals. I was also invited for a local meal over lunch at one of the homes. Basic preparations with local home grown vegetables tasted  all so good.

Reached back at the hotel and took an afternoon nap only to wake up and realize it’s almost time for sunset.  The sunset views from the backyards of Te Aroha are simply beautiful .  I walked few steps above for better view, but the bone chilling wind was leaving me numb. I wanted to get few nice shots but each time I was on the shutter , I knew this was not stable ! Well with tears flowing down my eyes  due to the cold , managed a few clicks.

Next morning I was to visit Mukteshwar – my excitement doubled as I was told the views from certain points in Mukteshwar is simply mindblowing ! So a short drive took me to the view points in Mukteshwar  , but  though the views were pretty  did not meet my expectation as another day with blankets of clouds was waiting for me. None the less the temple in Mukteshwar  was interesting as it was inside some cave/rock  with an old sadhu narrating some interesting snippets about the place.  There was another  green coniferous  patch, through which some visitors like me trekked through. This was a short path which took not more than 30 minutes.

On my way back I stopped by at a store for kumaoni  handwoven shawls and stoles. The local products like jams and other preserves made from locally grown fruits taste awesome here. It’s much much different and better from our popular brands. The freshness lingers in the taste.

The dinner back in the hotel  is again an experience . Apart from the delicious food, individual tables are provided with  “angithis”  to  counter the cold . It feels so much at home warming your hands and feet  over a charcoal burner and having your food – Loved this !

When back in the room , there are hot water bags already under the quilts . Very minor gestures are kept in mind and you are surprised every now and then .

The third morning  greeted us with some sunshine and the guide promptly shows up and takes me on an uphill climb – after about 30-40 minutes we were at this some what flat land where some farmers  were  busy at their work. And far beyond I see the white range end to end , clear blue sky above . I wish to just stand and gaze. I lose track of time and soon realise the clouds have started their hide n seek play. I take in the views, capture some and we walk back.  The guide tells me about another forest path that opens up to some beautiful views at the other end. I agree and don’t regret. 

My 3 days stay comes to an end. A beautiful stay in an offbeat location.  Te Aroha compels one to visit again and again.  Dhanachuli is a quaint and quiet space. It’s not for the ones who need activity filled vacations.  It’s a place to go away from the noise / away from the chaos .  It’s a place to wake up amidst chilled mornings and to be greeted by lofty clouds and majestic peaks .Where you can just sit by the large glass windows and take in the views .

To reach Dhanachuli -  Reach Delhi  then take an overnight train to Kathgodam from Old Delhi Rly station.