A Visit to Chanshal Pass in May 2018

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  1. Kirtiman Rathore

    Kirtiman Rathore New Member

    Mercury in Delhi crossing 40 Degrees. Knowledge of a high-altitude pass by the name of Chanshal, deep in Shimla district. Motorbikes not yet broken into. Couple of days at hand. Love for travel. Desperation to break free of the heat. And a very helpful travel blog by Vargis Khan! All the elements that propelled us into a memorable road trip to the Himalayas!

    [If you are contemplating a driving holiday to Chanshal Pass, but don’t have the inclination to go through whole of this account, then please directly jump to the end of this write-up, and take note of the points listed under “Ground Reality” – these might come in handy later during your trip]

    I’ll ride fast through our first day, which saw us riding from Noida to Kyarighat, a beautiful and serene place about 20 kilometers short of Shimla. We chose it instead of the more popular Shimla, to escape the din of the hive that Shimla becomes in the months of summer vacation. The day’s ride was long and hot; Kyarighat, cool and peaceful. Our evening there was spent in a walk through the cluster of houses that made up Kyari, and to the woods beyond, that engulfed us in a serenity that we cherished for long.

  2. Kirtiman Rathore

    Kirtiman Rathore New Member

    Our destination for second day was the town of Rohru. Less than an hour’s ride from Kyarighat brought us into the Queen city of Shimla, which we soon left behind and rode towards Theog, passing through Kufri and Fagu. At Theog, we got off the road heading towards Kinnaur, and made our way towards Kotkhai. Barring a short stretch of dirt road only few kilometers outside Theog, the road was like a ribbon- wide and smooth! This entire region is known for its apple produce, and the apple trees could be seen in abundance on the slopes- the apples weren’t ripe to be plucked yet though.

    Another interesting thing we witnessed along the road-side was Honey-bee farming at regular intervals. However, all our attempts to look closely were thwarted by swarm of bees and we had to jump onto our bikes and scoot off every time!

  3. Kirtiman Rathore

    Kirtiman Rathore New Member

    After a relaxed lunch break at Kotkhai, we found ourself riding uphill through a beautiful thick forest, and on an excellent looping road. The ride was pure bliss all the way upto Khadapatthar, and then down to the town of Hatkoti! We swayed with the curves of the road and devoured the fresh cool forest breeze; even the desire to capture it in the camera couldn’t break the flow of the ride.

    Hatkoti is a beautiful hamlet known mainly for the famous temple of Hateshwari Devi. After paying our obeisance to the Goddess, we were on our way to Rohru, only a short distance away. The road from Hatkoti to Rohru runs parallel to river Pabbar, and is a delight to ride on. In this relatively short distance we couldn’t help but stop often to take in the views of the gracefully meandering and gurgling river.

  4. Kirtiman Rathore

    Kirtiman Rathore New Member

    Next morning, we woke up to the big day, the day we were to ascend Chanshal pass! We had been researching about the Pass for quite some time now, and the knowledge that we will be at ground Zero today, fueled our excitement! Despite this, we spent a better part of an hour at the breakfast table, devouring whatever was on offer and within reach; answer the call of hunger first, that of adventure later!

    Today too as we rode off, the river gurgled right beside us and in fact showcasing its beauty with even more vigor than the previous day, as if to wish us good luck for our journey. The road today had shifted down the gears, it now sported pot-holes here and there, which though we managed to maneuver on our two wheels, but it still slowed us down. Or maybe it was trying to warn us of what lay ahead, but we missed to read the warning sign!

  5. Kirtiman Rathore

    Kirtiman Rathore New Member

    It was smooth sailing till Tikkar, where we crossed over the bridge on Pabbar river, bidding farewell to her for a day or two, and started climbing the mountain. The vistas opened up as we went higher, and even the vegetation became thicker and colorful; the road was lined with myriad wild flowers, showcasing their presence with fragrance as much as with the bright colors!

    Pabbar could now be seen far down below glittering like a silver ribbon. The road had narrowed down by now, and few kilometers before we hit the next settlement of Larot, it’s smooth texture gave way to a rough dirt-stone track, wide enough but quite rough still. This slowed down our progress considerably! In and around Larot, the hillsides were dotted with Apple orchards, and as we passed it and climbed higher, this mantle of Green was taken up by Deodar forests. We were now riding in the cool shade, but still the road battered us. Nature’s beauty did a good job of overpowering road’s wrath, and we rode on with determination!

  6. Kirtiman Rathore

    Kirtiman Rathore New Member

    Soon we emerged out of the forest and found ourselves on the open mountain-road, the slopes now covered with Rhododendron bushes flowering a beautiful shade of Purple. We had left the tree-line behind and looking up could make out the zig-zagging road disappearing into the mountain top; the pass was not far now ! For the first time since we started from Kyarighat, we came across a small group of three motorcyclists, slowly and carefully making their way down the rocky road. We couldn’t be far now.

    As we rounded a corner, we came across a tea/snacks shop, and a few tents pitched on a green meadow on the other side of the road; a small ancient temple quietly sitting at the edge of the cliff, looking over it all. But we did not stop here, since we could see the rocky path stretching straight for more than a kilometer across the shoulder of the mountain, and we were sure, to the Pass not far beyond.

  7. Kirtiman Rathore

    Kirtiman Rathore New Member

    We rode this last stretch in a measured haste and within minutes, there we were at the Chanshal pass- a U-turn on the road, around 3-4 cars and bikes, a yellow-tarpaulin bunker-like shop and a worn-out board standing in one corner, declaring that we were at 12000+ feet – at Chanshal!

    But the strongest element here was the Wind- the howling, freezing and the propelling wind! Out in the open, we couldn’t stand straight without swaying and it seemed to be pushing us out of Chanshal After briefly glancing around, we took refuge in the shaky shop, had hot Maggie and Tea, which refreshingly soothed our nerves, and then with a new-found vigor, stepped out to shoot some photographs at the Pass. That accomplished, we gunned the engines of our bikes, and started the last bout of journey for the day, to the village of Dodra.

  8. Kirtiman Rathore

    Kirtiman Rathore New Member

    The drive to Dodra was uneventful and having ridden over unfriendly surface for better part of the day, we were mentally drained out and hoped to reach the village soon. However the road, if you can call it that, only got worse and we were literally sliding and careening over small rocks and pebbles. As we descended, we again entered the forest cover. There was hardly a soul in sight.

    For the next two hours we came across only three evidences reminding us that we were not alone in this part of the World- a speeding, dust-cloud-spewing Bolero, a rocky shelter declaring that we were now entering a Wildlife sanctuary, and a flock of sheep and a Shephard dog keenly eyeing us! There was no trace of the village yet, and then as we reached a turn on the road, Dodra popped up in front of us, radiating an aura we weren’t prepared for!

    It was beauty, mysticism and tradition all woven into one hamlet that Dodra was. We were held in its awe! After gazing at this sight for few minutes, we proceeded towards it and at the very entrance of the village found the inn of Negi Ji, where we switched off the weary engines of our bikes, and a sense of relief overcame us. We had come as far as we had planned to, faced no major trouble, the bikes were healthy, and few hours of sunlight still remained for us to explore this small village!

  9. Kirtiman Rathore

    Kirtiman Rathore New Member

    After having a glass of sweet-smoky Tea at the inn, and having dumped our luggage, we walked out on to a narrow track bordering the inn, and soon found ourselves on the village streets. We visited the temple complex in the center of the village, befriended a few young boys hanging around there, and kept strolling randomly for a while.

    Dodra is a small village, but to our surprise, it still has a Government as well as a private school, up to class twelfth. The nearest medical facility is at the twin village of Kwar, about 20 kilometers away. We had initially planned to go to Kwar as well, but the idea of driving back and forth on that bone-jarring road changed our minds In Dodra, we came across a courtyard with a lot of hustle and bustle, as if in preparation of something big; on inquiring we found out that a resident of the village had retired from Assam Rifles, so tonight was the gala dinner, and whole village was invited!

    The invitation was extended to us too, with the promise of lamb and spirits, and we thanked them heartily! More than one family invited us into their house, asked us about the purpose of our visit, told us about their village and life, and each one offered us Tea, without fail! We accepted every cup ! By the time dusk settled in, we were full of Tea and pleasant memories! It’s a peaceful life in Dodra. People stay busy with their fields and livestock. Fruits and vegetables grow in abundance. Heavy snow cuts it off from rest of the World for a few months in Winters when the residents just relax and live on the ration stocked for these months. People seemed content.

    We headed back to our shelter for the night, with a smile in our Heart, and after a sumptuous dinner by the brick hearth in the kitchen, we settled in for the day. Because tomorrow was going to be a long and strenuous one!

  10. Kirtiman Rathore

    Kirtiman Rathore New Member

    Now that we knew the terrain, we were aware that the ride today will be long and strenuous. We had to retrace our steps to Hatkoti, and from there branch off towards Uttarakhand. So we started at 6:30 am, and from Dodra to Hatkoti was in fact a rewind run of the previous day. Just that the familiarization now made the distance seem less, and we were more forgiving towards the nature of the road

    We made a brief stop after crossing Chanshal, and then rode all the way to Rohru, stopped again for a road-side delicacy- a rich, creamy, dry-fruit and ice-cream filled Badam shake! It was a delicious sin! After crossing Rohru, we decided to give a break to our body and the bike, and rode down to a stretch of river-beach. Half an hour of soaking our feet in in the icy waters and listening to the music of the river once again re-energized us, and we took off!

    At Hatkoti, we took the turn towards Tiuni, and in a few minutes, we were riding on the most beautiful road of this trip! Pabbar flowed with us, the road was now surrounded by pine forests, and beautiful houses with surrounding fields could be seen beside the river-bank. We were now in Uttarakhand. About an hour or so of ride brought us into Tiuni, where the river passed through the middle of the township. There was a row of dhabas alongside the river, and we had our lunch break here. For anyone having a liking for fish, this place offers splendid preparation of fresh river-fish!


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