Himachal Pradesh is a northern Indian state in the Himalayas. It’s home to scenic mountain towns and resorts such as Dalhousie. Host to the Dalai Lama, Himachal Pradesh has a strong Tibetan presence. This is reflected in its Buddhist temples and monasteries, as well as its vibrant Tibetan New Year celebrations. The region is also well known for its trekking, climbing and skiing areas
We left Delhi at 10am and we reached Narkanda by 10 pm, did camping in the woods. the next day we left for Chitkul The air and the allure of the mountains refreshed our senses. Chitkul is the last village on the Indo-Tibetan trade route. One can not only see the Indian border but can also appreciate the bounties of nature by sunbathing on the riverbank for long hours.. The snow capped mountain peaks and the beauty of the Sangla/ Baspa valley overpowered my exhaustion. My friends too underwent similar metamorphosis. We all sat and sang songs all evening. The manager was kind enough to arrange for a small bonfire outside the sitting room where we had our small party. We went on leisurely walks on the next day of our stay in Sangla and we decided to leave for Nako the following day.
PC: Kuldeep Singh
On my journey from Sangla to Nako at times I could not believe my eyes; the transformation of the landscape was magical. The Baspa Valley offered a microscopic view of the variety (in terms of the landscape, flora and fauna from Sangla to Chitkul) that Himachal has to offer.
We started our journey to Kaza next morning at 9am. We decided to stop by at Nako for a night and to skip the much-touted monastery located at Tabo. It look us a long day of meandering around the barren mountains of Spiti valley to reach Kaza. The hues of the mountains changed completely. Nako was picturesque, the stillness it exuded was similar to that of a perfect painting crafted by a master craftsman. We heard stories of various Bollywood movies being shot in this region as we ventured into this offbeat destination. Our hotel in Nako was situated near the Nako Lake and as the darkness of the night engulfed the sparsely populated town the ink blue of the night-skies allowed the stars to sparkle with much more luminosity. The night sky appeared as if it was a painted by Van Gogh, where hundreds of stars twinkled joyfully in the night sky.