Road to Paradise: Exploring North Sikkim

At the small bamboo-walled eatery, I sat relishing a hot bowl of “thukpa” – a local noodles-based soup. We were ten friends on an excursion to North Sikkim and were travelling to our first stopover – Chungthang. Another friend of ours, Sonam, a pretty Sikkimese girl who was my college mate as well, was to join us from there.

The previous evening, we had arrived at New Jalpaiguri from Kolkata by train. On our way to Gangtok next day, we visited a parent of a fellow-traveller at a hydroelectric project-site on river Teesta. The massive dam cradled amidst the hills amazed us – so did the delicious puri sabji of the canteen. From the capital we drove in another SUV (pre-reserved by Sonam) to Chungthang and had stopped for lunch at the stall beside the rugged mountain road.

With further ascent we saw random waterfalls cascading over the track in frequent succession. At places the torrents had caused extensive erosion, the almost-no-road scenes making us turn uncomfortably in the seats as we strived to trust the skills of our driver. But soon we were engrossed in the picturesque surroundings. Teesta flowed along the road, gushing over the rocks; I could feel the breeze on my face – the freshness was unmistakable.

Six hours later at Chungthang, we received a festive welcome. Sonam’s large joint family beamed with happiness – their radiant smiles contagious. Dinner was elaborate with a menu dominated by fish-cuisines especially prepared for the visitors from Bengal! For the night we stayed at a snug government guesthouse nearby- its balconies overlooking the green topography.

The following morning, we started for Yumthang. We were excitedly looking forward to the snow-covered Zero Point when we came across a carpet of purple-pink flowers spread upon the bank of a rivulet. A herd of yaks grazed around and four camping tents stood by the brook. A few kilometres ahead, heightening our delight, another vibrant landscape unfurled in front of us – the Valley of Flowers. Even in the not-so-floral rainy season vivid blossoms had adorned the scenery. We drove past it with plans to halt there on our way back, for in case it rained the road to Yumthang could get closed.  At Zero Point, it was a sprawling layer of white as far as our eyes could see. A clear stream flowed through the region with a quaint wooden bridge completing the splendid setting. As we excitedly played in the snow, snowflakes began to fall. Foreseeing a bad weather we packed up quickly. Munching on steaming momos, we rode back to the Valley of Flowers which lay brightened by numerous rhododendrons and wild flowers. The fresh natural bouquet of blooms took my breath away.

In some time it started raining and landslide blocked our route to Chungthang. Realisation of risks on these paths together with roaring of now widened waterfalls made us nervous. A frightful moment was when we saw the SUV ahead of us almost being swept down the edge while trying to cross an area over which the waterfall was treacherously flowing. Finally our driver confirmed that there have been multiple landslides and we are stuck. We drove to Lachung instead and checked into a lodge (Mandala Inn). Shock and cold kept most of us awake that night. But in the morning, I discovered Lachung to be a serenely beautiful place – the soft sunrays glistened on the snowy mountains around. I had hardly noticed the lush green valley the earlier eve.

The roads re-opened and we left for Chungthang. After a quick lunch there we started off towards Thangu Valley. The roads were damaged for most of the journey and covering the 60 km route took almost 3 hours. The place housed a few cottages and it was evident that the population was very thin. At 1300 ft, visitors usually acclimatize before they proceed to Gurudongmar Lake. It was already getting dark and we took a quick stroll around the valley.

A small but cosy homestay at the hamlet was to be our last night-stay during this trip. Dinner was served by the owner’s family at their home.  Rice, vegetable and lentils, simple yet to be savoured in the freezing temperature.  And for those requiring a room heater, rum and whiskey were available to rub off the cold. The night echoed with a distinctive chaos as each one of us tried to give a shot at singing. It was evident that we were the only outsiders in the small community that night– and that had a good feeling of its own (off season to be exact because people avoid these terrains during the rainy season). We went to bed around midnight, but I did not have proper sleep with the layers of heavy jackets bearing down on me. Unable to sleep, I got up from the bed around 4 am and went out to the balcony. It was dark but the snowy mountain peaks were shining bright in the moonlight. I decided to explore the area and went back to get my camera. A local canine decided to give me company and I was more than happy to have him by my side (Yep, am not that much a brave heart 😛 )

At daybreak, we had a quick sip of tea and light breakfast and headed for our final destination. We initially drove past mountainous terrain with a few army bases – Indo-China border was close. Then we entered a vegetation less plateau scattered with small and large stones. Snowy peaks marked the horizon. At times multiple tracks appeared ahead confusing even Thanga Daju, Sonam’s cousin who was behind the wheels. What added to the confusion was the absence of signboards except the ones which read ‘Restricted Area’. The land rose and fell in stretches- giving us roller coaster rides. We got lost in between and went towards a restricted area and made a hasty retreat after reading the signboard (Sonam and her Aunt, who volunteered to get down from the vehicle to get a better view of the board, literally ran back!) After a two-hour drive, the shrine appeared at a distance. Moving ahead the crystal clear waters came into our view – it was a pristine blue spread partially covered by ice.

At an altitude of 17,100 ft in the northeast of the Kangchenjunga range, the sacred Gurudongmar Lake of Sikkim is one of the highest lakes in the world . It is believed that during his visit to China and Tibet, the first Guru of Sikhism Guru Nanak Dev ji visited this place. The saint was approached by the local yak grazers with a request – they did not find water in winter as the freezing temperature froze the water bodies around. The Guru hit the snow-covered Gurudongmar Lake with his stick and the ice melted giving way to crystal clear water. Legend has it that since then the lake has never been completely frozen.

Reflections of the distant snowy peaks added to the majestic view. The Gurudwara stood on a mound beside the holy lake. Colorful prayer flags fluttered in the crisp mountain breeze. I climbed down the slope to reach the lake – a number of piled prayer stones of different heights marked the place. After offering my prayers at the shrine I sat beside the azure expanse. The swaying prayer flags seemed to exude a mystical energy and a divine tranquility hung in the air. I felt a blessed feeling within, and wished to stay there forever.

How to get to North Sikkim :

1) Multiple trains to Siliguri and NJP station from across India.

2) Nearest Airport – Bagdogra.

3) To Gangtok – You can have your own personal cab (small hatchbacks starting from INR 2000 /-) or hop on to a shared SUV (300 /- per person ). Buses are comfortable as well (INR 150 /- per seat) but enquire about their timing before heading for the bus stand.

4) Head for the Chungthang/Lachung taxi stand (Yes, they have multiple taxi stands). Local taxis are readily available from one stand to another.

Where to stay :

  • If you are reaching NJP/Siliguri late, multiple budget hotels are available nearby the station. Avoid travelling at night for two reasons :
  1. You don’t get to enjoy the serene view
  2. Better daylight drive through the spiral mountain roads (that’s my personal view though)
  • In Gangtok, you won’t fall short of hotels unless your stars are really not in a trip mood!
  • Normally tourists stay at Lachung, which boasts of a number of Inns, homestays and resorts.

Too many websites for hotels, so saving my energy here.

Hotels staff would be gladly providing the cabs for your next day trip. I would suggest inquiring over phone as well so that you have a rough estimate of the charges during the season you are travelling.

IMPORTANT :  There might be requirement of  getting passes issued for travelling to certain areas. Make sure to carry passport photographs, Identity and address proofs.

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By Champak Sharma

...and photographs are an amazing way to express the vivid shades of the poem called life. There are people and emotions, places and traditions, history and nature, moments and memories – and amidst them I discover the myriad colours of life. Their stories touch my being and I feel an urge to spread the reflections further. And photography is my medium for storytelling. The images are attempts to capture the essence of existences and in the process explore beyond the stereotypes. And with every photograph it’s an amazing feeling within…when a smile in an image spreads onto the lips of its viewer, serenity of a landscape captures someone’s imagination, ruins of an empire fills a mind with wonder, a high flying bird makes someone feel liberated, a look on an unknown face touches a heart…the list goes on. Like many others of my age, as a child growing up during 1990s – the still camera fitted with a photographic reel was a fascination for me. As time passed the compact digital camera became a household name and we no longer needed to ‘develop the negatives’. Now we have the DSLRs. Technologies have moved ahead simplifying the device – but photographs continue to be special moments preserved in the flow of time with interesting tales behind those shots. And this platform is an endeavor to share the photographs I capture, their stories and my experiences. As I attempt to explore the world through the lens, please join me in this journey and do share your views/comments.

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