On are arrival at Leh we had learnt that
there was huge landslide on the way to Pangong Lake and thousands of tourists
were rescued by Army. Assuming that situation would get normalized in few days
we had kept our Pangong Ride towards the end of the trip. Thank fully as per
our intuition, the situation had normalized by 9th day of our trip
and we were all set to ride to Pangong Lake.
Unlike our initial days of trip, now we had luxury to start the
day little late as the roads were good and huge water streams were just a story
now. With lesser luggage, the ride felt great until we started riding steep
uphill towards Chang La, world’s
third highest motorable pass. Keeping in mind that during 2011 bike trip, we
were not able to go to Pangong Lake due to time constraint, I was much more
excited to cross Chang La again and witness the divine beauty of Pangong Lake.
Once we crossed the first check post, the bike started losing
its power due to low oxygen. Couple of miles ahead and we had severe problem
in pulling our 500 CC machines on steep uphill ride. The road to Chang La has
its unique daunting curves with roads full of rocks unevenly spread on steep
uphill drive. Bikers with lesser CCs in hand were struggling badly and stopping
under loosely hanging rocks was not at all choice for anyone. Speed and balance
was to be maintained very carefully throughout.
While we were slowly nearing Chang La and Snow Capped peaks
were indicating the drizzling coming down, we found caught ourselves in the
middle of huge trucker’s caravan moving uphill. At the same time beginning of some
of the uneven surfaced water streams added spice to the entire story. Now it
was either a truck creating hurdle in our efforts or a water stream. On the
other side, the weather was turning cold with every move.
By the time we reached Chang La, we had crossed almost 50
trucks. The sad part was that we had to stop at Chang La and by the time we
would resume our ride, these trucks again will be driving downhill on the other
side of Chang La downhill waiting for us to repeat the same effort. But there
was no question that we would not stop at Chang La.
Ignoring all this, we really felt proud to be at World’s Third
highest motorable pass. The surrounding peaks of pass were all covered under
thick snow and overcastted weather was clear indication of drizzling any time.
Once we resumed our ride, the other side of the pass was
full of snow and roads were completely under water. The truckers had
disappeared and we could not see them anywhere. Now we were eagerly looking for
the recent landslide spot. In some time we had to stop in the middle of now
where as there was road repair work was on. The road from both side was full of
vehicles. And later we realized that this was the very same place where couple
of days back there was huge landslide.
Ride after this break was extremely smooth and enjoyable.
The landscapes of this corner of Ladakh always fascinated me. On the way,
stopped at couple of places to relax, to eat and for photography.
In the later part of the ride, we reached a place where in a
board was put in to indicate the first glimpse of Pangong Lake. This is where
my excitement increased manifold. The blue color of lake always attracted me.
Finally, we reached at the beginning of the lake. The water
was calm and blue color was shining under clear sky. With handful of tourists
in the area, the solace can be felt despite of the thump of the bullet. There
were many camp sites close to the lake but we were looking for the best, and we
knew that to get the best we need to ride further. Our destination was village Spangmik. A small
village situated at the bank of Pangong Lake is the only best option to stay.
We chose a camp site which was exactly in front of the lake
and we opted for a lake facing tent for the night. The hospitality of people
here was extremely impressive and we had superbly delicious lunch followed by a
coffee under open sky.
After some relaxation time post lunch, we were all over the
lake. The place always seemed like a house of god. The water is unbelievably
blue and calm. The evening darkness made me realize that the day has come to an
end.
Day 10, we had to ride back to Leh and we were nearing towards
the end of the mega trip. This brought a sadness in me. But we had no choice
than to come back to the reality.