Before I start with Day 4, sample these roadside warnings about speeding on various highways in Ladakh, all courtesy the BRO. Some are funny, while some are plain howlarious!! I admire the humour and the attempt at rhyming to get the message across. 🙂 “Darling I want you but not so fast” “The journey of …
Alchi Gompa “Thanka” on the walls of the monastery
We started day three hovering over Leh in a helicopter. Father had made this arrangement so that we would have the best sights. We traversed the Indus through the sky and I got some great shots at extreme angles. The pilot indulged all my requests to hover the craft at different angles so that I …
A fulfilling meal later, we were back on the circuit. The Stok Palace was the first location we drove towards. It is a bit further from Leh and on the way we encountered a dilapidated bridge. Mr. Jolly Driver, in his inimitable style and heavy accent described how the original bridge was washed away in …
Ah beautiful morning! Overhanging mist, sunrays filtering through clouds….it was perfect! Our first real morning in Leh. Transport for the day was coming over at 9.30 am. We were taking it easy today. Sites and places around Leh had been chosen for the excursion. Nothing strenuous. So far, none of us had felt light headed …
The flight to Leh lifted off into the dry New Delhi sky precisely at 5.40 am. The previous night had been harrowing and therefore tiring. They had not let us enter the airport departure area because the day of the flight had ‘technically’ not dawned.(?) it was a question of security, they told us. Yeah …
The Leh travelogues are dedicated to the gallant heroes and heroines of the Border Roads Organisation (BRO). Their efforts often unsung, braving extreme weather, high altitude and ever changing landscape, they toil on so that we can go places. Through Project Himank, they have given us unparalled accessibility in the Eastern Himalayan region. These are …
There was an intermittent whomping of the bushes outside my window throughout the night. The wind was biting cold and furious, never letting up. It was so comforting to sit in the cozy room, under the blankets, watching the wind play havoc outside. I casually glanced at the clock. It was 6.30 am on a …
