Exploring Kumaon hills near Nainital

Spending more time exploring the Himalayas has been quite a long cherished dream of mine, of doing treks in the interiors, away from civilisation and admiring the raw beauty of these grand mountains. As the Himalayas are best explored in summer, and since I haven't visited India in summer for decades now, the dream is still a dream. But as I was here this year in the start of summer, I decided to go there for a few days at least, to get away from the heat of the plains, and to experience what I love (and miss) always about the mountains- the cool, calm and fresh air.

Nainital at night

We visited Nainital for 5 days in the beginning of March and experienced all the mountains have to offer. Relax, walk and breathe. As it was still corona time, we stayed away from the crowds and the town, preferring to go on a few short treks which were devoid of people completely. And just had a slow relaxing time. Nainital is a beautiful location, which becomes even more attractive when there are no tourists. Which is ironic, as that's where we are. Wanting to be a tourist, but preferring if there weren't others around 😂.

Our itinerary was as follows:
Day 1: Drive from Gurgaon to Nainital
Day 2: Drive to Pangoot and do part of Kunjhakarak trek
Day 3: Visit Bhimtal
Day 4: Trek to Tiffin Top, explore Naini lake and walk all around it

Day 5: Drive back to Gurgaon


Getting there

One of the reasons we picked Nainital to go to was its proximity to Delhi. It was less than 7 hours away which made it quite convenient to get there. We had to cross all of Delhi though which may have been half the journey 😋. So we started early and after a 8.5 hour drive including breaks, we reached Nainital well in time before 4 pm to enjoy a bit of the views and feel of the place on that day itself.

The drive overall was much better than I expected, as I had been to Jim Corbett a few years ago and that road had been tough to drive on. But either that was a different road or these have been built in the last few years - this route was a nice highway drive for most of the way, with only a 1 hour patch which had broken roads and took an hour to cover 30 kms!

Most of the way, we passed by small towns, skirting most of them through by-passes and sometimes driving through their bazaars. Even though close to Delhi, these towns felt years away from the metropolis. Some were rural, some tier 3 towns. It felt as if life is still going on in a different era here. It all feels so rusty and dusty here, so surreal.

The upside of this drive were the beautiful fields and orchards that we drove through. There were miles of wheat and sugarcane crops surrounding us. There were some mango orchards we crossed which would soon bear fruit. We even stopped a few times on the way, to have our meals in the fields or buy local fresh fruits. It was quite green along the way, but in terms of development, most of the area didn't seem to have much. It felt rural, in a different era totally.

Fields of Bazpur

And just after Moradabad came the town of Bazpur where it all changed. The standard of the shops went up, people were more richly dressed and the general economic prosperity was clear. The road also suddenly improved out of nowhere and the potholes vanished! We passed fields full of crops and hundreds of large farmhouses dotting the area. 

Apparently lot of farmers from Punjab had moved here many years ago and developed this whole area into a rich and enterprising place, completely disconnected from the rest of UP we has just passed. We even stopped at a local farmers market here which had an amazing variety of products. We ate one of the tastiest jalebis ever from this local market. And also we stocked up on fresh vegetables to cook during our stay.

Right after Bazpur, we started going up the mountains, from Kaladoongi. It was a short one hour drive, and there was a sudden change in the air and temperature. There were forests on all sides and we could feel the air improving slowly. Apparently this is tiger region and we saw lot of danger signs warning us of potential wildlife, though all we saw were the usual langurs and monkeys on the way! Even though we stared hard, trying to spot a tiger somehow 😊. It was sunny and warm that day and a nice short mountain ride got us to Nainital very soon.


Our accommodation

View from window

We were staying slightly before Nainital, in Sukhatal in a friend's holiday home. It was a typical mountain house, built along the mountain, with a steep climb of 80 steps leading to it. Given space constraints in the mountains, there was no parking space. So I had to quickly learn how to park a car very close to the side of a mountain, so that it's not hit by passing vehicles! It was quite a learning for me, how to use every inch of available space, without the luxury we have in the plains.

The apartment was built in wood, cosy and comfortable for an enjoyable mountain stay. Like all the mountain houses are. The view in front was captivating, we could see the mountain in front filled with houses all the way up. And it twinkled brilliantly at night.

Given the existing pandemic we were cooking at home and avoiding going out much. Our home was self-sufficient. So we cooked and ate at home mostly, while appreciating the view of town from the window. And it was a totally away from the crowds kind of holiday. Also life in the mountains is very different, very slow. We got into it very quickly, and just lived like that over the next few days.

The first day we walked out to the the nearest hotel to ask if we could park our car there, and also ask them for a few tips on where to trek nearby. They had no clue! It was surprising, but not so much too. Clearly most tourists who come here don't trek, so there isn't a lot of information available.

Nainital in the hills

We also went to the nearby market in Sukhatal to buy milk. It was a nice short walk, just going down the mountains. Walking on the road among the trees was pretty, but tough too because of the coming and going cars. In Sukhatal, there were a few small shops and buildings. But it felt like there were too many people there, so we came back up quickly. (After corona, just seeing crowds is enough to scare you off).

And every night, we would retire to our mountain home, eating and sleeping early, while enjoying the twinkling lights of the town across the valley. The days got dark and cold very quickly. It was tough to imagine how cold it would get as soon as the sun set, given how warm the days were, but it was so. We even had to sleep wearing thermals! So an early night in was always the best option. And it was charming to watch the twinkling lights in front, as the day ended.

About the town

Nainital is quite a small town, settled around a small lake nestled in the mountains. The lake is the life and soul of the town. Tallital and Mallital are its two ends. One side of the lake has the Mall road, as usual built by the British. And the other side there is a walking path called thandi sadak. All the way up the mountains, are the hotels and houses of the residents. On one side of the lake the population is much more dense (Where the sun shines all day) while the other is quite sparsely populated. The Raj Bhavan is on the less sparsely populated side of town. And the mountains beyond the lake on both sides are more populated too, all the way to the top. They just don't have a view of the lake from where they are.

Nainital was settled by the British, as another spot for their summer holidays and you can see all the signs. The main road in town is called The Mall (like in Shimla, Mussoorie, Dalhousie and all the other Indian hill stations settled by the British). And it is lined with old colonial buildings and loads of gorgeous churches. There are also famous British schools, like the Sherwood school in Nainital. All from British times.

This place would have been like heaven more than 50 years ago, but now is not as pretty as then. Its become more crowded and definitely dirtier. The administration try to manage traffic well, making it one way and later on only pedestrian for some time in the evening. Its still well managed but seems to be growing without control. As we were there on weekdays, it was quieter than usual, so I ended up liking up. But I can imagine it not being as fun in the peak tourist season. Of course, if you can stay away from the city (like we did) in the mountains, then you can actually enjoy what the mountains have to offer - peace, quiet and calm. And go in to the crowded town only if needed.

We didn't explore Nainital much though, as we were staying away from crowds. One morning we drove by the lake, and one evening after finishing a trek to Tiffin Top, we went for a stroll in town, after sunset. We walked to the city centre given how crowded the traffic is. We first walked next to the High court (which was an old British building) all the way up to St Thomas Church - in the wilderness. It was a charming little church, in the middle of tall coniferous trees. It could have been the one I had photographed in Scotland! I could have been in Scotland. Except that there was garbage around, which reminded me that I was in India (after being in the West for so long, the lack of cleanliness on the streets, especially in the mountains in India hits my eyes too much!)

From the church, we walked down to the city center which is all around the lake. At Mallitaal, there is a Jama Masjid, a huge gurudwara and a mandir. It felt nice to see it all next to each other peacefully. And next to it was a cricket ground (clearly all religions are represented here 😂). There was a cricket game going on there - what a place to play cricket, isn't it?

In the Naini lake

We then did the typical touristy activity done by all tourists in Nainital - took a boat ride all around the lake for 20 mins, taking in the feeling of the city from down below. The temperature had dropped by then and there was a chilly freshness in the air, with a light breeze blowing above the lake. It felt like we were floating in a surreal space, as we boated around. We also took in views all around, with the twinkling lights switching on one by one all around. And once the lights came on, we realised that a lot of the green forests all around hid a lot of houses under them.

View from below

We also talked to the boatsman who told us that during lockdown, all boating had stopped. But lot of construction activity had started there. And all the boatsmen had taken to construction work. Its kind of what we've seen at a lot of places, where when people were locked inside, they all started looking at their houses carefully and getting work done. Interesting...

Naini lake

After the boat ride, we walked all along the lake, along the path called thandi sadak. It was a fully pedestrian path, all along the lake on the north side and dotted with lot of ancient temples. (There is something about mountains and temples, they are full of it. Apparently mountain people are always more religious than others, given the level of difficulty and nature's moods they need to deal with).

Then we walked back all the way along The Mall which had been made pedestrian only for the evening. We started with a break at the Army rest and recoup centre at the start of this walk. Just walking into the campus felt like a breath of fresh air, so open and relaxed all of a sudden. Being in army areas does that to me. Also, we had stayed at this place about 25 years ago, on our first visit to Nainital. We were kids then and had great memories from here, it felt nice to visit the place again after decades. 

We then walked on the mall, all along the south side of the lake. It was mostly empty, and was a fun walk. Towards the end we shopped for the famous Nainital handicrafted and scented candles. Similar to the ones we had bought 25 years ago.

One of the evenings, we walked to Sukhatal which was 5 mins from where we were staying and went in for a walk into the Kumaon university campus. From the outside, it looked very inviting, full of nicely built buildings, spread along a valley. But once we were inside, it was completely different. It was a very small campus, full of run-down buildings. I really wondered if was really a university? Especially when you compare it to some of the larger campuses elsewhere.

Overall, I found Nainital less touristy than I expected, but that could be just because of Covid. We went in March when things were at their best, but it was still too cold for tourists to go to the mountains. That being said, the town is dirty and I seemed to notice it all the time. There was just so much plastic, everywhere. Even on the trails in the middle of forests! Its heartbreaking to see that. I wish someone would clean it. And people would stop making it so dirty. Then such places could rival any of the European places we visit in the Alps.


Around Nainital - Trek up Tiffin Top

One day we decided to do a short trek near our accommodation and picked up Tiffin Top. It is one of the peaks which have a panoramic view of the Naini Lake. It has a few routes up and we picked the walking path, away from all the touristy pony ride ones. 

The way up started from Bara Patthar, near where we were staying and first passed through a few lanes with huge bungalows, hidden in the trees. They felt like a good place to live in the hills, away from everything else. And then there was a steep rocky path up the mountain, surrounded by trees on both sides. The path was mostly empty and shaded all the way. We did pass a few trekkers going up but very limited. And there were a few rhododendron trees along the way too. With the shade from the trees, it felt very fresh to trek up.

From top of Tiffin Top

When we reached the top, there was a viewpoint with a 360 degrees view of the hills around. We could see all the developments along the hills, the city, the lake, Sherwood school, Raj Bhavan, and the villages on the other side. We could also see the snow covered Himalayas including Nanda Devi much beyond as it was a clear and sunny day. There was a cool breeze flowing and it felt exhilarating to be there there. 

The peak had a few small snack shops and lot more people who had come on ponies from the town. As expected, the peak was a lot dirtier than the unused track we went up. After spending some cool moments on the top, we headed back to civilisation. It took us total of 2 hours to go up and be back. It was a nice short trek, totally worth doing. For its glorious views and the fresh walk up.

Panoramic view from Tiffin Top

Trekking in Pangoot

I had a bit of a tough time finding treks to go on near Nainital, as most visitors who come here don't do trekking at all. Anyways after researching a bit online, I was able to find a few which were easy and looked fun. And as expected, they were all empty. The first one I found was the Kunjhakarak trek.

It starts in the village of Pangoot, which is about 40 mins from Nainital. The whole trek sounds amazing - it is about 36 kms, takes two to three days to complete and takes one through dense deodar, rhododendron and oak forests. A part of it also follows the Kosi river which sounded fun. And the best part was that it was mostly a downhill walk or through the plains and the valley. We did just a short portion of this trek, but it was fun nonetheless. It also turned out to be quite a well maintained trail too.

First we drove towards Pangoot village. The first 10-15 mins of the drive were a bit painful. Also because it was my first time driving in the narrow Indian mountain roads. And the roads were full! I soon realised that the local taxis here were the worst drivers. They were so used to this kind of driving, that they felt more comfortable than us. So they were rash and always honking - always in a hurry. It was as if they wanted to jump over the car in front and get ahead. I found the ones driving personal cars, especially from the plains so much more better drivers here. Even the ones from Delhi (and that's saying something!)! Clearly they were scared of mountain driving and driving much safer than the locals.

Naini lake from above

There were a few points of interest on the start of the way. We saw a bird's eye view of Naini lake and it was quite captivating. The day was a bit cloudy though, so we couldn't see the faraway snow covered peaks of the Himalayas from the Himalaya Darshan point. But once the sights were over, the roads were empty and there was no one. We soon drove into the Naina Devi bird reserve and there were just empty jungles all around. Huge tall trees shading everyone.

On the trek

Once in the village of Pangoot, there were a few forest camps around. But it was still quite empty with very few people. And no one knew about treks even there! So we just found a path and started walking, assuming it was the Kunjhakarak trek. By this time, the sun came out and everything looked gorgeous. All around us were trees. Lots of rhododendrons, some full of red flowers high above. (The rhododendrons trees were all bunched together). At some parts of the trek, there were loads of bamboo plantations all along the cliffs. And the rest were all deodar trees.

Also the place was full of birds. At one point we could see 10-15 birds flying. But mostly we could just hear their constant chirping all around continuously. We also saw langurs and monkeys but they were again high above on the treetops. I observed a few jumping from tree to tree, showing us their antics. There were also a few empty streams and waterfalls on the way which would be full of water during the rainy season. And we came to a bridge where one way went up to a temple and one to a village.

Village from far

We decided to walk up to a village that we had seen when we were on the other side of the valley. On the way, we ran into a few mountain dogs which we thought were kept there to bark and intimidate any visitors. The village was on the side where there was full sunlight. We walked up, and found the huts in a clearing and there were many bungalows there. It turned out later that it was not a village but a resort. All these bungalows were still being built. And I just thought to myself, after that this area will become polluted too, and lose its charm.

We walked a bit beyond the village and the vegetation was changing from deodar to pines. I also picked up a few cones from here, for home decoration. At this point we finally ran into a few people who were on the trek, away from the madness of the city. Anyways, this was the point where we turned back and walked back to the Pangoot village. We ended up walking about 5 hours total and enjoyed the time in nature, healing and refreshing as always.

As we walked through the village, we saw that there was a lot tourist hotels coming up on the other side. But there were less crowds than Nainital. We had tea at the Himalayan Cafe, with a view of the mountains in front. And started the drive back to Nainital.

Tibury forest guest house

On the way back we stopped at Tilbury rest house. It was built by the British, in 1921. The forest rest house in an old style bungalow, on top of a hill, surrounded by wild forests on all sides. You can even trek there from Pangoot village. It has 2 rooms available, and a guard who cooks for you if you come to stay here. And its easily bookable through the Uttaranchal forest website. We saw 5-6 honey badgers there, called bijju or maten by the locals. It turned out they were yellow-throated Himalayan martens. This is definitely the place to stay, the next time we visit. On top of a hill, in total seclusion. Surrounded only by raw nature, nothing else.


Bhimtal

One of the days, we drove to Bhimtal to meet some family friends there, do a small trek and generally spend the time around that lake as it was expected to be less crowded than Nainital. And the day turned out to be completely different. And better 😊.

It was a short drive to Bhimtal. We passed through the whole town of Nainital for the first time after being here for 2 days. We stopped just for a bit at The Mall, to take a few photos. It was busy, but still not too crowded. After crossing the town, we came to the other side of the mountain, which was less crowded. It was definitely the poorer part of town too, as the few houses there were too close to each other.

Bhimtal lake

And then it was a drive through the mountains, to Bhimtal. It was an easy drive. We passed through a town called Bhowali which was quite big. And then at the bottom was Bhimtal. It had got very very hot by the time we reached. We walked a bit around the lake but felt it was too hot. 

We also passed through a small temple on our walk. Later we realised this was a 1000 years old mandir which was next to the lake when this place was not even inhabited. We saw a photo of what it would have looked like then. It felt so soothing, and look what it has become now. A thing of beauty, destroyed forever. 

Then we visited our friends who lived on one of the hills around the lake. Getting there was a bit tough. There was no way to understand the route, so we continuously talked on the phone to them while driving. And it was tough - it was a steep narrow one way road up a mountain, through villages and under construction places. And at times it looked like we will never get there. 

And once when we reached there, it felt like heaven. It was a gorgeous bungalow in a huge space, overlooking the lake at its feet, with a 180 degree view of the valley. It was magical! We ended up cancelling the trek and spending the whole time at their place. The next few hours were just surreal - sitting with this view, seeing the sun set down. And floating away to a different place altogether. It made me question what we are all doing with our lives. Very few are actually able to live the retirement life we all want to. At least some people we know are living it

We had planned to do the Karkotak trail up the mountain, but left it as we found lounging at the bungalow so much more enjoyable. It was tough to leave the place. But we had to, and drove back while it was still daylight. While crossing Nainital, we realised it became less crowded and pedestrian only at night. So we planned to come here the next day. The visit to our friends place was definitely the highlight of this trip.


Coming back

Coming back was similar and uneventful, though we stopped at Khurpatal which was a small lake on the way where there were a few houses. It was so hot that we didn't wait there too long. And on the way back in UP, we had one of the best sugarcane juice I've had in my life. We ended up drinking many glasses of it, the taste still imprinted in my mind. And just like that, the short sojourn to the Himalayas was over. I do want to spend more time here than I have done till now.


Map



What more to do

There are lot more things to do which we didn't get a chance to do. There are a few more shorter treks to do to get good views of Naini and the mountains - Naina peak (also called China Top), Himalaya Darshan Point and Snow View peak. And if you go further from Pangoot, you can do the Guano hills and Lands end trek. Nainital is also famous for the Phool Dei festival which happens in the spring time.

The enchanting Himalayas (1)

(This is my 200th blogpost. And I am happy I wrote it about the magical Himalayas 😊)

This winter I got a chance to visit the Himalayas after many years. We went to Uttaranchal and Himachal for a few days and enjoyed warm sunny times even though it was winter. The temperatures during the day were warmer than in Delhi and the sun was out everyday, which made the experience even better than expected. We spent a few days driving through the hills and enjoying the raw nature of the Himalayas. And being there brought back all my childhood memories of time spent in the mountains.

Gorgeous Himalayas

As a kid, I have spent some months every year in the mountains of Kashmir, Himachal, Uttaranchal, Sikkim and Arunachal. And those were fun times. We would just drive for hours, stop and picnic wherever we wanted, spend time walking up and down through forests and just enjoy the fresh air every day. It was also the time of no phones and internet, or sometimes even regular electricity. So when we were in the mountains, we spent all our time just exploring nature, as there wasn't much more else to do.

Things have definitely changed now. You can use your GPS in the mountains, there is internet and data everywhere, and you can research and see photos beforehand of where you are going. But a lot remains the same, which I really valued on this trip. Being in the Himalayas still feels like being far away from civilisation, they are so pristine and untouched even now. This simplicity comes from its people. People in these areas still stay in beautiful remote villages and have uncomplicated relaxed lives. It felt so refreshing to see all the simplicity and calmness there. And of course the air was refreshing too, definitely a well deserved change after the unhealthy air of Delhi. And we all totally loved our time there.


We spent a few days in the Shivaliks, one day in Renukaji lake in Himachal and some time in Dehradun where we had stayed for 3 years in the 90s. We also spent a few days going to and from Delhi to Dehradun. Our itinerary was as follows:
Day 1 - Drive from Delhi to Dehradun
Day 2/3 - Drive to Shivaliks, stay there; trek, explore the town and enjoy the sunset
Day 4 - Drive to Renukaji lake, stop at Paonta Sahib on the way, stay at the HPTDC hotel "The Renuka"
Day 5 - Drive back to Dehradun and visit IMA
Day 6 - Drive back from Dehradun to Delhi


Day 1 - Drive from Delhi to Dehradun

Our first day was spent mostly driving from Delhi to Dehradun. The drive takes about 6 hours as per Google maps. And in reality, much longer given the quality of roads and driving in India. As we got out of Delhi, we saw markings of Meerut Expressway, and got very excited given the amazing quality of the road during the first hour. But that happiness was not to last long, as the expressway was only till Ghaziabad. The rest of the way, there was no sign of any expressway at all 😂.

Also, this was the time of the student protests going on in the country and the government had stopped data services in many districts in Western UP, expecting problems. So as soon as we entered Ghaziabad, there was no signal. And we had to use the original Indian navigation systems on the way - stopping and asking passersby for the way 😜. So a lot of times we wondered if we had taken a wrong turn and missed the expressway but turned out we hadn't.

The route we were taking was Gurgaon -> Ghaziabad -> Meerut -> Deoband -> Dehradun. And as soon as you leave Delhi and other such big cities, you realise the rest of India still retains its relaxed small town living vibe. Which is so different than life in these big cities. I feel it every time. And I don't think it is only because I don't live in India anymore, I think even in India, so many people are very far from life outside their metros.

We reached Meerut within 3 hours and stopped there for lunch. Meerut is my and my brother's birthplace but we have never been there after the first 3 years of my life. We drove through Meerut Cantt, which was green and spaced out unlike the rest of Meerut. Driving through any Cantt area always feels like being home and it felt the same here too. We stopped at a friend's place for lunch and then were off to Dehradun. We took the toll road from Deoband which had been recently constructed and was almost like an expressway.

All along our drive there were loads of very small towns. And there was literally no empty area between them. Uttar Pradesh is really the densest state in India and it was quite visible during the drive. Driving was all over the place, with all kinds of vehicles moving together on the road at their own speeds and their own rules. All along the road we saw miles and miles of sugarcane fields. And the roads were full of trucks carrying sugarcane to the mills, as this was harvest season.

The road to Dehradun was mostly good after Meerut. A lot of places, the road circuited the towns and crossed them from the outskirts. In Deoband, the expressway literally went over the town. We also saw loads of huge mosques from the road which provided a nice skyline over the town.

Towards the end, we drove past some 30 mins of small hills, right next to a river, to get to Dehradun. They were not high at this point but you start to get the feeling that you are leaving the plains and off to the mountains. And right when we were out of the mountains, we got our data signal back too as we were now in Uttaranchal.

Even in the small mountain patch, there was so much trash thrown around, it was depressing. This green area is known as Rajaji tiger reserve though I doubt there are any tigers left here. And the road was lined with monkeys, thousands of them all along (this hasn't changed in the last 25 years when I was last here). They sit next to the roads, waiting as passengers throw them food all along the highway.

Dehradun doesn't feel like a mountain town anymore though. It used to be a nice small town when I grew up there. Green, clean and cold, given it was in the foothills. That has changed now. It felt so much bigger now, it looks like there has been a lot of uncontrolled development for the last few years. It still has the narrow roads of old. But the traffic has increased multifold.

One thing about Dehradun hasn't changed yet though, you can still see the twinkling lights of Mussoorie in the background at night, and the mountains during the day. And that is still the same. (Apparently the town is now dirtier but can't see that from down below 😁). The twinkling lights brought back scenes from my childhood again, when so often we would sit outside and just enjoy watching the twinkling lights of the mountains at night.

We drove a bit in town and visited St Josephs Academy where my brother had studied for a few years. It was started in 1934 by the British and had a very huge campus. I don't think we build such schools anymore. Just walking in there felt like having come to a different era. Dehradun was a popular place with the British and the Europeans during the British Rule given its cooler climate. That's why there are so many old educational institutes here, famous schools like Doon school and Welhams but also government institutes like IMA and FRI (which I will write about later).

We also then drove past the Ghanta Ghar which was the centre of town and a memory from my childhood as our schoolbus used to drive past it everyday. It felt weird to relive memories from a different time. Scenes I remembered which had been put in the back closet of my mind for so long.


Day 2 - Drive to Shivaliks, see sunset

Today, most of the day was spent in the drive from Dehradun to the Shivaliks. In the evening, we just enjoyed a magnificent sunset and called in an early night. Google Maps showed the drive would take us about 3 hours but given how we were back in Himalayas after many years, we stopped a lot and took our own sweet time to reach our destination. The weather was perfect, the sun was out and the sky was blue. It definitely helped in taking spectacular photos.

The first half of the drive was in the Doon valley itself. It was a wide valley with wide river beds next to the road. It was green all around with lot of sugarcane plantations and litchi trees on the sides. The road was lined with villages all along and was densely populated throughout. And all of them had similar names, a pre-fix and then 'wala'. Ranging from Suddhowala, Jassowala to Dharmawala and so on. And you can also see the overhang from the British times, with a lot of places still having very English names - like Herbertpur.

There was a lot of traffic there though and it still felt like being in the plains. The villages did not feel like mountain villages at all as they had huge houses and even buffaloes there. The residents looked like they were from the plains, and were a mix of Hindus and Muslims. They were also selling lot of local fruits on the roadside which looked very inviting and healthy. After Herbertpur, we slowly moved into the mountains, and as soon as we got up there, everything changed. The air got cooler, the people simpler and the views captivating.

The roads on the mountains were quite good. They were narrow though and at times it felt scary looking down. Again it brought back memories of the 80s. When we used to drive so much in the mountains. For hours at a stretch. And in much less comfortable vehicles! So this time we stopped quite often to take photos, or just stretch our legs.

Villages in the mountains

Every turn was so picturesque, with the bright sun, the bare mountains and the imposing villages on top of them. The mountains were huge, sometimes forested and sometimes bare. And on most of them you could spot some picturesque villages. I was very impressed with all these majestic views of villages on every turn. It felt almost unreal that in today's age, people would live such isolated lives, in places which seem almost unreachable to us. We also passed by a few locals on the streets, lot of them wearing the Himachali caps and all walking slowly. Smiling at us, when we passed them.

Village on a hill

Each of these villages had terrace farms around them. Sometimes all the way down till the valley. And you could see some goats and cows grazing around them. I also noticed that the cows here were of smaller size than the typical cows from the plains. We stopped at a maggi spot and I came across a small village which was made up of just a few houses on the mountain (spot them in the photo). And the only way to go up was walking. With all your luggage! This was just the starting of my fascination for these picturesque villages in these mountains. And I stopped everywhere to click a photo. I felt these are more captivating and natural than the alpine ones. But they don't get their due.

A tough trek down

At some point on the drive, we stopped at a spot to take a few photos. In a few minutes a passing vehicle dropped an old man. And then we saw him pick up his huge heavy bag and walk down to his village which was quite a walk down, on the cliff far away. Walking on the mountains has to be a slow moving activity, and he kept walking down, slowly. Everyday life in the mountains is tough. And I wish I could be as healthy as that old man I saw, who walked down the mountains, with a huge load on his back. One day I would like to go and live in one of these villages to actually experience how people can live like this even today...

There were tons of bikers on the road, all coming here for a weekend away from Delhi. Going for biking trips (especially on Bullets) is definitely something that has picked up in recent times. We also passed a few areas where there was snow and sleet on the road, left in the wake of the mountains where there is no sun. A biker group had skid there too before we came.

Villages in the mountains 

Before reaching our destination, we stopped at a picnic spot which had a hut to sit under and eat lunch. And I was saddened to see the trash next to it. Overall the mountains were so clean, but at places where tourists would stop, you can see so much trash. It pained my heart to see how heartless people can be with their own country. At times I picked up some of the trash to keep in the car, but it was too much for me to be able to do much.

View from our accommodation

Soon after the picnic spot, we came to a greener part of the mountains. There were pine covered mountains here unlike the bare brown mountains most of the way. And soon we came to our accommodation. It was an old English bungalow on top of a mountain peak. And had spectacular views of the mountains all around. We could see till 100s of miles, at range after range of smaller mountains in front. And there were trees all around. It totally felt like being in a fairytale. And our relaxation on the trip started here.

Sunset from the peak

We had reached our destination in time to see the sunset there, and were mind-blown with the view from the sunset point, which was on top of a peak. We could see snow covered ranges on one side and the sun setting on the other, over 10-15 different mountains of varying height. It was a magical feeling being on top of the mountains and watching this 360 degrees surreal scene. As the sun set, more and more colours came out in the sky - pinks, oranges and reds. And the colours varied depending on whether it was on the setting side or the other. This view lasted for at least half an hour, and felt really magical.

The snow covered peaks far off

As soon as the sun set, the weather changed and it got very very cold all of a sudden. In the mountains, it is customary to call it a day very early. So we came back and had our dinner early. Food feels tastier when in the mountains, and you eat a lot more when here. We were all guilty of that. We then spent time indoors playing cards and called it a night soon. The temperatures outside were around -10 degrees and the bungalow was quite cold inside even with the heaters. So it felt nice to be tucked under the blanket as early as possible.

Things have definitely changed here since we used to travel in the mountains around 20 years ago. We had no electric heaters then, or even electricity. We used bukharis, a locally made device for heating, known quite often for killing people with too much carbon monoxide if someone forgot to close it down before going to sleep. Also, we used to have generators only for a few hours in the evening to do all we wanted to do. But now there is electricity and cable tv all day. It felt different and more convenient now. But still it felt magical to be in the lap of nature, and feel that for a bit of time you are disconnected from the fast pace of life in the plains.


Day 3: In the Shivaliks, a small trek and the sunset again

The day today was quite a relaxed one. We just spent time casually exploring the areas around, as the main aim was to just be in the woods and take in the fresh air. We were lazy that day but my dad woke up early in the morning to see the sunrise at the same peak where we had seen the sunset the day before. And the colours were even brighter than the sunset the day before (we know it as we all saw the photos later on).

Spot the village

After a heavy breakfast, we all set out for our trek - we were going to visit one of the caves in the region, said to be linked to Mahabharat, which were an hour's drive from where we were staying. On the way, we again saw some magnificent views of the majestic mountains around, the deep valleys below and the dangerously perched villages all around.

The roads were of good quality, though quite narrow all the way, and every turn got us to a new viewpoint. It was very tough to not want to stop everywhere and just take in the scene. The sky was coloured a much deeper blue here, the hills more green and the sun very bright - it all felt very refreshing. Also, some of the mountains were fully forested but a lot of them were totally brown and bare too. It might have something to do with the wind or the sun direction I guess.

Villages in the lap of mountains

We gained height on the drive and started to encounter snow, on the road and in the forests. This was from the snowfall which had fallen a bit earlier in the starting of December. This was all the leftover snow, in the shadows wherever there was no direct sunlight.

The trek we were going on started from a forest rest house, but as we were driving towards it, we saw some of the cars had stopped and parked much before the resthouse. We were thinking of still taking our cars ahead, but then decided to park and walk the 3.5 kms till the resthouse. And it turned out to be a good idea, as soon we saw a lot of snow on the road, and there would have been no way we could have driven on it!

Snow on the trail

So we started walking on the snow and it was fun. The trail was wide enough and flat as it was still the road, and there was a lot of snow there, on the road, on the sides, on top of the trees, everywhere. Some of it had also turned to sleet. It made the walk quite interesting as at times, we were all slipping and falling (but not too badly). The whole trail had high deodar trees all around. And far off, we could see high mountain ranges (Himachal ranges I think), with their peaks covered in snow. The blue, white and green all around made for some very bright photos.

After walking around 3.5 kms, we came to the forest rest house which was from the British times (built in 1848). We stopped and had our picnic lunch there. We ran into a few local goatherds on the way and then some locals who were walking back to their village. They were carrying supplies on their head and mentioned that the next few weeks, they would be doing regular trips to the plains to stock up their groceries for the winter months. As the roads will soon close and make it tough for them to get out. It's a life most of us can't imagine, right? They also spoke Hindi with a Pahadi accent, and in a singsong voice. I really liked the accent, it was so calming, so friendly and cheerful to listen to.

Snow covered Himachal range

From the guest house, there was 2.5 kms of steep climb to the caves, but as we had already walked a lot, we decided to call it a day and walk back. While walking back, we ran into a lot more tourists on the trail, some of them walking in heels! Clearly they were tourists from Delhi, here for the weekend, with no idea what to expect in the mountains! And some had come here just to see the snow. Once they walked 5 mins in the snow, they were ready to walk back. Also as expected, we saw a lot more trash on this route too. It was quite disappointing to see it all. In fact, I decided that going forward, every time I go to the mountains in India, I will always carry a few plastic bags with me, to clean up as much trash I can.

We finished our trek in about 3.5 hours and then drove back to our accommodation, enjoying the grand views of the mountains all the way back. Again, we could see the multiple mountain ranges till where the eyes could see, with haze in between. And there were a few hotels on the way too, though most were in the large towns nearby.

I also learnt a bit more about the Pahadi people of these regions. The Uttaranchal region is made up of mostly the Kumaonis from the Kumaon hills, the Garhwalis from Garhwal and Jaunsars from this Jaunsari region. They lead simple lives living in the mountains, graze animals and farm one crop in a year in their terraced farms. They do have tough lives and are generally not rich but are still laid back, content and happy people. Religion is quite important in these mountainous regions and there are lot of temples all around. Dahasu Devta is the most revered devta in this region.

The evening sky

Once back, we went to see the sunset again as we had missed it by a few minutes the last day. And it felt as magical today as yesterday. Snow covered mountains on one side of the peak, and layers of mountains coated in hues of orange, yellow and red on the other. And this lasted for almost an hour after sunset. It was truly a spectacular show.

Our guide then told us, that in these mountains, there was some wildlife, like langurs, monkeys and leopards. The leopards generally come out at night, sometimes to eat the local dogs. Our guide told us to not fear them though and just walk back if we see one. I've heard this so many times, but I don't really know if I can remain calm at such a time or not. Either because of fear or even the excitement of seeing such an animal out in the wild! Am not looking to test it out soon though 😝.

Picturesque villages

After that, we walked into town for a bit. Most of it looked new and only one of the buildings seemed to be original, made of wood. To deal with the growth in tourists I suppose. The streets were all full of eating places and some hotels. We did come across one unique shop here though. It was selling some 10 different types of rajma, and many other spices and lentils which were local from this region. I found it quite interesting, to see all these different varieties available. And stocked up on a few too. I am sure, if nothing else, this is more organic than what we get in the plains.

The town looked quite touristy, and quite dirty I must say. Walking through the town, it did not even feel that the place was in the mountains. Seeing scenes like this I wonder, as much as I and everyone else enjoys exploring such new places in the mountains, we also bring so much trash along with us. Very soon these places lose their charm. Is it worth it?

At night, from our accommodation, we could see a lot of the twinkling lights of the villages till far away. That is when I realised there were lot of villages here. All far away and distributed, but still this place was more populated than I expected. Till quite late at night, there was still some moonlight and we could see the contours of the mountain ranges till very far. It looked especially scenic, with the twinkling stars and the moon in the sky. And we could also see more stars in the sky than usual. This was all so captivating, I loved the time I spent outside in the night sky that day.


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