It takes a lot to dazzle a seasoned traveller. After years of travelling to extraordinary places with unsurpassed beauty–rocky seashores, highland meadows, snowy slopes, river valleys, abloom wilderness, pristine lakes and silent woods–a jadedness slips into the once curious explorer. Yet, the traveller often continues to travel and see places as the addiction can’t be curtailed. And much like any other addiction, the high isn’t experienced anymore even when it is impossible to stop. There are times in my journeys where I have felt something amiss. Luxury never feels like it should, streets in a new city do not have the excitement that it had, the waves from the sea don’t seem to have crests and a new experience doesn’t seem new anymore. But there are always places that make you indefatigable, refresh and rejuvenate time and again, and never lets familiarity dominate the spirit. When I think of it, one place rules the mind space – Himalayas.
It is more than a decade since I have been travelling in the Himalayas, seeking its length and breadth, going into the expansive snow-fields of Arunachal, happy kingdom of Bhutan, evergreen foothills of Sikkim, deep valleys of Uttarakhand, wooded Himachal and deserted Ladakh. Each visit is demanding on the body, making me endure the thin air, brave the cold, bear with the aching muscles and survive the lengthy road journeys. Despite all this, the mountains fill the eyes with their grandeur, instill a sense of peace and perpetual awe in the mind. There is no getting tired of Himalayas. Here is a collection of cherished moments that have lingered over the years from many visits to the Himalayas.
Walking in a forest full of colourful rhodondron flowers in Sikkim
On my very first visit to Himalayas, I decided to make a moderately difficult trek to Gochela Pass in Sikkim. I was unprepared and did not know what to expect, and took things the way they came as we trekked up. On the second day of the trek, crossing above ten-thousand feet where the vegetation had long since changed from tropical to coniferous, even the deodars vanished and the woods were filled with rhododendron trees. It was summer, a time for the flowers to bloom. The trees generously bore bunches of pink flowers and splashed their presence in an otherwise green expanse. The sudden splurge of colours numbed my mind, paused my feet and left me mystified. It was a spectacle no less then seeing a star-studded sky on a clear moonless night.
I walked in the company of rhododendrons for several hours, admiring every bouquet that stretched towards me, often looking down at my feet and seeing with a sense of wonder the splash of colours that covered the forest floor. I wanted that moment to last forever. Little else mattered.
Image: Porters carrying trekker’s baggage on sledges on frozen Zanskar River during Chadar Trek
‘Chadar Trek’ is a now popular winter walk on the frozen Zanskar River.
Flowing at an altitude above 10,000 feet through Zanskar and Ladakh regions, the river freezes over every winter, in the months of January and February (See my trek-log on Chadar Trek, published in Trino magazine).
During these months, the high passes up in the mountains are buried in snow. Roads and paths in and out of Zanskar are shut until summer. For more than a millennium, people of Zanskar Valley have used the frozen river to access outside world during winter.
In those days, they walked out of necessity, to sell butter and buy essentials for their homes. Even today, people of Zanskar continue to use the frozen river as a necessity. Now, it is largely to send their children to schools in Ladakh or in the plains below after winter vacations.
In the past few years, this walk on the frozen river has attracted visitors from the plains who want to experience the journey on snow. This has been popularly known as ‘Chadar Trek’.
The length of this walk has reduced considerably over the years, thanks to a road being built by venerable Border Roads Organization along the river valley. Yet, speculations exist on the feasibility of completing the road in parts of the steep and rocky Zanskar Valley.
In the year 2011, I made a fifteen day walk on the river, travelling all the way to Zangla Village in Zanskar and back to Ladakh. Most trekkers only do a smaller sample of this, walking for no more than four to five days.
In the first day or two of being there in Ladakh, the winter temperatures seemed unbearably cold. But our bodies adjusted quickly. In a few days, we weren’t suffering much, although we were never fully comfortable until the last few days. After ten days on the trek, we managed to shed many layers of clothing during brisk walks.
The real heroes of Chadar Trek are the porters, usually hardy people from Zanskar who enable this journey for outsiders. They carry heavy baggages, often on home-made sledges. But at times when the ice-sheet is not at its best, they will have to lift the whole assembly on their back. In places where the ice is broken, it’s sometimes scary to see them dart across steep the mountain slopes with those sledges on their back, often balancing on a thin ledge. In other situations, when the ice sheet is broken and there is no choice but to wade the freezing flow of the river, they even carry travellers on their back and get them to the other side dry and safe. Of course, they don’t care much about getting their own legs down into the bitterly cold flow.
There are other challenges in Chadar that are beyond the difficulties of getting past the broken ice-sheets. The journey poses environmental issues. Most groups, though not all, carry kerosene for cooking and warmth and refrain from burning wood. But the porters, who often number two for one trekker, do not carry kerosene and rely on wood instead. As the number of visitors has increased over the last few years, wood is getting harder to find.
Ladakh-Zanskar is already a cold desert where trees are not easy to find. Yet, the porters say that junipers weren’t hard to find very close to the river and campsites until about a decade ago. Now, with fast consumption, they are forced to walk more than an hour every evening to cut wood needed for their cooking and to stay warm overnight.
Another significant problem with increasing crowds is in managing human waste and garbage. I have been told (from not completely reliable sources) that in the past few years, the problem of waste has grown manifold.
In 2011, when I was there, I could see these problem already existing, although it appeared to be manageable. Some immediate changes were necessary in the way Chadar Trek happened. It seemed important that the porters switch to kerosene instead of using wood (and of course, trekkers pay for the expense). A garbage disposal policy was essential too, to bring back all the waste and not leave anything behind.
In the subsequent years, I was invited to redo the Chadar but decided not to go. I thought one experience was enough, and then it always pricked a bit that the trek wasn’t exactly eco-friendly.
But things got worse in the subsequent years. Until about 2011, the total number of trekkers probably numbered in a hundred or two in the entire season, no more. But things changed suddenly in 2012 (if I remember right) when Indiahikes–a company specializing in Himalayan Treks and known for its strategy of taking huge batches at low prices–started offering Chadar Trek to its clients. The number of travellers suddenly exploded. The trek prices also plummeted, suddenly dropping by as much as 60% from the previous year’s going rates.
This also led to conflicts and more trouble. The local association of tourism professionals (ALTOA – All Ladakh Tour Operators Association) entered into a dispute with the company. The battle was fought on the grounds of environmental damage that comes with large footfalls, both parties accusing each other in some way.
Between all this action, people of Zanskar continued to ply on Chadar causing least damage to the environment. Unlike the trekkers who need a lot of local assistance to live through the trip, the Zanskari travellers are very capable and move across Chadar without any support. They also take no more than two days to complete the walk, stopping over just for a night on the way. They also travel with minimum supplies and ably handle the cold weather without much fuss; impossible for an outsider.
The Jan-Feb months of 2015 was a dampener for Chadar Trek, hopefully allowing a breather for the valley to recuperate. A huge landslide has formed a glacial lake somewhere upstream Zanskar River (now cleared by the army). Knowing that this can burst anytime and flood places downstream, the district administration has banned Chadar Trek as a measure of precaution. The same district administration should also enforce environment friendly measures for the trek in the coming years.
An image of Ki Monastery in Spiti Valley, Himachal Pradesh.
This photograph, to me, was a lesson on new perspectives in photography. Most photographs of this monastery I have seen are made from Ki Village, a hundred meter below the crag along the same face of the mountain.
I have visited the area half-a-dozen times and am fairly familiar with the region. During these visits, we had found a rather beautiful perspective from the other side of the valley, and enjoyed photographing the monastery along with a high snow-peak behind it. Often when we shot that perpective, clouds hovering above created a drama of light and shade and enhanced the images a great deal. The result was much better than the standard photograph shot from the village.
I was very content with this shot. But then, contentment is a sign of stagnation, especially in the fast-paced world of photography. And it took me an old photograph, seen in a hotel, to shake me out of contentment. It was a poster of the monastery, and the image was perhaps shot before digital photography came into place (the colours in the print made it evident that it was shot using film). This one was made from the same face of the mountains as the Ki Monastery and the village, but from well above the monastery and overlooking the beautiful valley and Spiti River. It was a perspective I had never seen before. And more importantly, it was the most breathtaking image of the monastery I had ever seen, giving an excellent understanding of the environs in which it was located.
I had to try it out. I have never been shy of imitating great work. On the other hand, I do believe that imitation is a great way to learn and get better. But the key is to not stop with imitation, but improvise and move beyond, and introduce new ideas. More important is to assimilate the ideas behind those compositions we imitate and use those ideas in future, rather than see this as copying one image at a time.
Here is this image, imitating that beautiful photograph from an unknown photographer. It’s not an exact replica, but a similar image made in a way I prefer to compose it.
That night, we went out again and photographed the monastery under the stars, adding a few more perspectives of Ki Monastery and the mountain landscapes around it.