Memoir of an unforgettable trek: The Siraunch glacier and Mt. Trisuli in Uttarakhand

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It is amazing how a picture or an incident could trigger open a floodgate of memories stored deep in the recesses of the human mind, allowing us to relive those moments like it had happened only yesterday. A picture of Mt. Trisuli in Uttarakhand shared by a friend recently did just that for me, taking me back in time to the Spring of 2001, exactly a decade and a half ago, to the wonderful memories of losing and finding myself in grandiose mountains of the majestic Garhwal Himalayas.

Siraunch Glacier, Mt. Trisulli ( 7035 m) at the backdrop Siraunch Glacier, Mt. Trisuli ( 7035 m) at the backdrop

I recall quite vividly one warm summer morn in April 2001, walking in to the Indian Mountaineering Foundation in Benito Juarez Marg in New Delhi, to meet the seven member British team consisting of Colin Knowles, Chris Drinkwater, Chris Smart, Angela Benham, Titch Kavanagh, Andrew Phillips and Roly Arnison. The team was proceeding…

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Memoir of an unforgettable trek – II : ‘That bloody rat’.

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What happened to the ‘Bloody rat’ ?” came the question from a friend. For a moment I was like “What? Come again ?”. It completely caught me off guard. “What bloody rat ?”

A chapter on Angela’s novel “Lucky to be alive” about our Himalayan expedition to Mt. Trisuli West in Uttarakhand had closed off with a para thus:

Over the last supper at Base Camp thLucky to be aliveat evening Colin (Leader of the expedition) explained that he had been pouring over maps with Mo… all day trying to determine the position of the mountain that we had climbed in relation to Chalab. The trouble was none of the maps agreed on Chalab’s location. Notwithstanding Mo.. suggested a Hindi namewe could give our previously unclimbed peak, which would recognise its close ties with the three mountains forming the trident of Shiva – Trisuli, Trisuli West and Hardeol. This…

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The great wall of Kumbalgarh

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Lodged stoically on a quite hilltop in remote interiors of the Aravali hills is a less known marvel of Indian history which, despite its significance, has not come to the attention of the public at large as compared to other famous monuments of Indian history. This is the Fort of Kumbalgarh in Rajsamand district of Rajasthan. The little known but highly significant fact of this historical monument is that it lays claim to be the second longest wall in the world, second only to the Great wall of China !  First built in 15th century by Rajput ruler Rana Kumbh in whose name the place is so named, the fort and its robustly built walls that runs for a total distance of about 36 kilometers are still intact to this day.

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The second significant fact is that it is also the birth place of Mewar’s greatest hero Maharana Pratap Singh whose legend is sung in the annals of…

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Ancient wonders – Ranakpur Jain Temple

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In the quietude of the Aravali hills and far removed from the madding crowd, stands an ancient Jain temple that is not only a sanctuary for the believers but also an architectural wonder in itself. The Ranakpur Jain temple, with the quite countenance of equanimity and peace, is unlike most temples one would encounter in India. Made entirely of marble with intricately carved motifs and sculptures, it is an embodiment of magnificence and ancient artistic skills. Dating back to 15th Century, it is said to have been built by a wealthy merchant named Dharna Shah, a follower of Jainism with the support of the then ruler of Mewar, Rana Kumbh, after whom the temple and the village (Ranakpur) has been named. Owing to its intricate architecture, the temple reportedly took 65 years to complete. Legend has it that the Great Mughal emperor Akbar was quite enraptured by the artistic work that he put up…

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Crossing the notorious Zoji pass, we started descending to the Drass valley in the Kargil district of Ladakh, a short journey from one of the most dangerous passes to one of the coldest places in the world. The valley lay claim to being the second most coldest place in the world after Siberia, with temperatures plummeting to minus 70 degree centigrade, so a signboard claimed. Although the figure seemed a little hard to digest, it is indeed one of the coldest place in the Ladakh region with a sub-arctic climate. We confirmed from quite a few sources that the temperature would easily go down to about −50 °C during peak winter. Compared to that it was quite a pleasant climate we were having. As we descended from the Zoji pass, the topography changed, turning from the ominous grey to a slightly green valley which is traversed by the Drass river drained from the Machoi glacier in the nearby Zoji La. The Drass river joins the Suru river further down at Kharul (7 Kms north of Kargil) and forms a tributary of the Indus river. The dirt trail up in Zoji pass is now transformed to an excellent double lane metalled highway that ran alongsided the Drass river. The highway from Drass through Kargil, except for a few patches, was an excellent stretch of road and coupled with the picturesque landscape, it gave you the most wonderful driving experience.  The road was good all through Kargil, Lamayuru, Alchi and right up to Leh.

It was already dusk by the time we entered Drass township and it was drizzling a bit. It was cold but still bearable and the drizzle didn’t dampen our spirit. Our planned halt was at Kargil which was still a good 65 kms away. But so as not to miss the scenic view en route, we decided to halt at Drass which had a small settlement. Hotels and restaurants were scarce unlike Kargil which offered a variety of accommodations. A few phone calls and we managed to find a place good enough to hang up our boots for the night. A few shots of heartwarming malt, a sumptuous dinner in a nearby restaurant and we hit the sack with the prayer for a bright and beautiful tomorrow.

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Drass Valley


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Drass River
Drass to Leh Highway

Our prayers were answered the next morning and we resumed our journey to Leh from Drass with kinderred spirit. Our first stop is a short drive of about 5 Kilometers where the Memorial for the Kargil War has been erected. The small nondescript township of Drass is deceptively of high strategic importance as it is situated at the base of the Zoji pass which offered a trade route in the ancient days of the Pan-Asian trade. Drass was then a trading post settled by a highly resilient inhabitants who specialised in transporting trade merchandise across the Zoji pass even in extreme conditions. Although the ancient Silk-route is no more existent, the valley still holds its strategic value today because of its close proximity to the LAC between India and the Pakistan and the fact that the main lifeline of Ladakh, the NH 1D, passes through it. It serves as the gateway to the Ladakh region. Controlling Drass would effectively control access to huge region of the Ladakh valley which is precisely the reason for the belligerent Pakistan’s intrusion in 1999. As winter receded and the snow conditions became more favourable for the Indian army to return to their military positions along the LOC from where that they had retreated from during the last winter, India found itself in the most flummoxed situation of most of its strategic locations like Tololing peak, Tiger hill etc  along the 160 kms ridge which overlooks the NH 1D, being occupied by the Pakistani army in the guise of Mujahideens.The Kargil war that followed was the biggest face-off between the armies of the two neighbouring countries in recent history. Perched atop these high locations, the intruders began shelling the neighbouring areas including Drass which still bears the scars. The Indian soldiers responded with promptness and extreme bravery by scaling the cliffs against extreme odds, neutralizing the enemy and chasing the intruders away and reclaiming the lost territory. A number of Indian soldiers laid down their lives in the campaign codenamed “Operation Vijay”. The Kargil War memorial, about 5 kms from Drass, in the foothills of Mt. Tololing has been established in honour and memory of their supreme sacrifice.

KARGIL WAR MEMORIAL at Drass; Tolloling peak at the backdrop

In a short distance of about 60 kms, we soon hit the town of Kargil which proved to be a very lively town and quite crowded as compared to other places in Ladakh. Passing through the town we found there was no place to park the vehicle and even got stuck in the traffic as we were trying to cross an iron bridge to exit the town. We decided to skip the planned breakfast and move on. Luckily, however, we were informed of a military canteen and a gas station some few kilometers further down the road. Climbing up to a tabletop, we came across a long stretch of road where we came across the military canteen on the right. We stuffed ourselves with vegetable Momos, choley Bhature and hot cups of coffee and drove a little further down to fill up gas at the station, recheck our air pressure in a tyre repair shop and then made our way for Leh.

KARGIL TOWN, 65 kms from Drass on NH 1D

HIGHWAY TO THE HIMALAYAS: ROAD TRIP TO LADAKH (Pt II)- On one of world’s most beautiful places and dangerous roads.

The roads to Ladakh cutting through the Himalayan mountain ranges are some of the most treacherous, especially the mountain passes like Zoji La (Zoji pass) notorious for being one of the riskiest mountain passes in the world. Although at an altitude of 3528 meters above sea level (11,578 feet), the Zoji pass is much lesser in altitude compared to other mountain passes we had to cross in Ladakh subnsequently, the khardung La for one is above 18,000 feet, the Zoji pass hold the distinction for being the most treacherous and is being billed as one of the riskiest mountain routes in the world. Well I got to find out for myself why.

June 9, 2015, we left Srinagar after breakfast embarking on the National Highway 1 D which is more popularly known as the Srinagar- Leh highway. Coming from Delhi, this is a slightly more circuitous route than the Manali -Leh highway but I had chosen this route over the latter for the simple reason that the gradual ascent offered more time for aclimatisation to the higher altitude. Moreover the former is also famous for the magnificent vistas it offered of the beautiful Kashmir valley. True to the word, we passed through some of the most beautiful and picturesque locations offering magnificent views of snow capped mountain peaks amid lush greenery and foliage. Sonamarg which translates as “The meadows of gold” perhaps getting its name from the gently sloping meadows turning golden when the grass ripens, sits pretty on the slopes of the Himalayas, merely 85 kms away from Srinagar. Being a tourist hotspot, the place was crowded which was quite a put-off and we stopped only long enough for a quick photo shoot. From then on we clambered up the slopes of the Himalayas heading for the formidable ZOJI LA !

The Kashmir basin
The Kashmir basin
Sonamarg “The meadows of gold”


Leaving Sonamarg, the landscape began to change considerably. The green turned to grey, the two lane metalled road soon transformed into a single lane gravel and dirt road filled with slush and mud at intervals.The high point of this route is that the mountain trail is an engineering marvel of the olden days which was carved onto the steep mountain walls of the the formidable Zoji pass following the Indo-Pak conflict of 1947 to connect the isolated Ladakh to Kashmir. In the days of yore, Ladakh was an important post  falling in the famous ancient Silk route providing passage from Central Asia through the Karakoram pass and down the Shyok river and then to Tibet via Demchok (on the Indo-China border). Following independence, these routes were sealed and Ladhak was choked off from the rest of the world. As an urgent measure a route was forged through the Zoji pass to join the Kashmir basin with that of the Drass basin on the either side of Zoji La effecting a road link between Srinagar and Leh. The pass became the gateway to magnificent Ladakh. Subsequently Ladakh was connected to Himachal Pradesh on the south eastern side through the Leh-Manali highway which is also of no less repute as it also passes through a number of formidable passes. Turning back to the mortifying route on notorious Zoji pass, we were now abreast with our first petrifying challenge of the trip. The hairs on the back of our necks were by now quite stiff and erect, a tingling sensation of fear slowly creeping up the spine. I told myself quitely “Fear is good, fear keeps you alert”. My co-passengers who were snoring until some moments ago were now quite awake but rather quite. I guess nobody wanted to speak much and left me much to myself to focus on my driving and the perrilous road ahead. Intermittently a word of caution would come from the back if I ventured too near the edge. Here there are no barriers to keep you from slipping off the edge into the 90 degree fall into abyss. The edge itself is crumbling at various places leaving you prone to being swept down the slope if one went too close to the edge. The high altitude, inclement weather and snow have played havoc on the route; landlides, rock falls, mud and slush being a permanent feature of the road. The BRO is being constantly engaged in keeping the road motorable and passable which opens up for traffic in the latter part of spring and closes off before the onset of winter when it is completely shut off by heavy snowfall. However commendable the efforts of the BRO, it did very little in terms of safety and convenience. The road is still what may have been in the ancient Silk route days ! We slowly inched up the 9 kilometers long crumbling dirt trail, negotiating through the hairpin bends and narrow ledge of a road; sometimes perched precariously to let an oncoming vehicle pass by and sometimes not able to move ahead at all because there just isn’t any space left to let anything by. But negotiate we did and managed to finally emerge on the other side that is the Drass basin with a big sigh of relief and an experience to cherish a lifetime.


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Ladakh is one of the remotest and least populated region of Jammu and Kashmir (India), ensconced deep in the high mountain ranges of the Himalayas. A dream that have held my fascination for a very very long time. So come summer, I was finally decided upon taking a self driven road trip to this secluded and rather desolate realm in the Himalayas. Despite various odds and difficulties, I along with three of my childhood friends, finally embarked on the trip from Delhi on 7th of June 2015 with much gusto, anticipation and fair share of trepidation. Yes, trepidation because a self driven road trip to Ladakh is considered one of the most difficult and riskiest road journeys one can hope to come across, taking you through some of the most dangerous routes in the world and a very inhospitable and arduous terrain of the Himalayas. To top it up I intended to drive the whole stretch (we cloaked a total of more than 4000 kms) alone ! But what is an adventure without a little risk. So off we went.

The first stretch was a rather easy yet strenuous drive of nearly 900 kms from Delhi to Srinagar. We had been delayed by one day and had to make it up by skipping the planned halt at Pathankot. We started off from Delhi in the evening around 1700 hrs, drove the whole night and the whole of the next day with pit stops at Chandigarh, Pathankot and Panitop. We finally hit Srinagar as the sun went down. We headed straight for the pre-booked Houseboat at Nagin Lake, which is an extension of the famous Dal Lake but slightly more exclusive and less crowded. Here is a glimpse of the beautiful Dal Lake.

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Nagin Lake, Srinagar, Jammu and Kashmir (India)
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Dal Lake, Srinagar, Jammu and Kasmir (India)

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At the break of dawn the following day, we set off on a  Shikara (boat) ride from Nagin Lake to Dal Lake and back, chancing upon glimpses of a number of migratory birds that make Dal lake their temporary home. Besides the birds, the lake is also home to local population and even has a floating market where people venture in small canoes to make their daily purchases. We even stopped the boat by a coffee shop to have a nice steaming cuppa to top up the experience 🙂 Dal Lake 6Dal Lake 7 Dal Lake 8 Dal Lake 9 Dal Lake 10 Dal Lake 11 Dal Lake 12 Dal Lake 13 Dal Lake 14 Dal Lake 16 Dal Lake 17 Dal Lake15Dal Lake 19    Amidst the birds, tourists thronging the lake and local populace going about their lives, we also came across an old man whiling away the morning, enjoying a hookah in the middle of the lake !

Stand by me (II)

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Through the stormy night
and the morning light,
stand by me.
In waters deep
or in sunshine sweet,
stand by me.
You are all I seek,
all that I’ll ever need,
Darling stand by me.
Every storm is a breeze
and sunshine ever so sweet,
Just so long as you stand by me.

                                          -Mo Irom