2 Sept 2023: Atop Lasermo La. Left to right -- Prasad, Ashesh, and Kunsal, and Stanzin (kneeling) posing for the regulation photo, clicked by Glory! |
Ashesh Ambasta is a experienced trekker who has been with South Col Expeditions on numerous treks including many in Ladakh. In this guest post he recounts his experiences on the recently concluded Phyang to Hunder trek across the 5440 m high Lasermo La - from the Indus to the Nubra valley.
I am sure that trails in Ladakh never fail
to amaze and delight trekkers. For starters, it is possible to experience what
can truly be called wilderness treks barely a few hours from Leh. How cool is
that? Then, there are the breathtaking vistas. Scarps with steep acclivities
rise to dizzying heights on either side of the trails, which usually follow
water courses resulting in narrow – and the only – bands of vegetation for
miles on end, combined with multi-hued slope surfaces, all conspiring to produce
enchanted, fairy-tale panoramas. Not
surprisingly, even though the Phyang to Hundar trek was my fifth in Ladakh with
South Col Expeditions, the anticipation
gripped me well before I took off from Delhi.
30th August to 1st
September, 2023
A fitting start to the trek was a visit to
the sixteenth century Phyang monastery. It falls on the way to Murubok, where
the road ends and the trail begins. The gompa itself is inspiring and we were
fortunate to arrive at a time when the resident monks were in prayer in the
main hall. The sonorous chanting lulled
us into a meditative and peaceful repose, an appropriate mood for the trek.
30 Aug 2023: A propitious start to the Phyang-to-Hunder trek is a visit to the 16th century Phyang monastery. This gompa is on the way to Murubok, where the road ends and the walking trail begins. |
The initial three days of the trail comprised a steady climb of a total of 18 kilometres and an altitude gain of 2,800 ft to South BC Lasermo (16,300 ft). Camp 1 was at Murubok (13,630 ft), followed by Phyang Phu (15,560 ft) on Day 2. The trail flanked the left bank of what one presumes, was the Phyang river. The dry, gravelly path was broken occasionally by grassy meadows. Throughout the route, the trans-Himalayan Stok Kangri range lay behind us.
31 Aug 2023: The strenuous climb leading up from the Phyang river towards Phyang Phu. |
The campsites were all picturesque, located either on the riverbank or quite close to it. The only (minor) setback was when we found that the water source at the regular campsite of Phyang Phu had dried up. In fact, both Stanzin and Glory, our two guides, frequently remarked on the gradual retreat of several water bodies and the diminished flow of water in the streams and rivers along the trail. Consequently, we had to walk several kilometres more than planned to reach a suitable campsite. But this turned out to be a blessing in disguise since, post lunch, a large herd of bharals descended to the bank across from us and remained there for several hours, allowing us loads of time to click pictures! These mountain goats are very shy, and it is not easy to catch a sighting. Talk about silver linings!
31 Aug 2023: A large herd of bharals -- shy creatures and the snow leopard's favourite nibble-- had descended close to the bank across from our camp at Phyan Phu. |
2nd September 2023
The fourth day dawned clear, bright, and
sunny. It was our big day – crossing the Lasermo La. Clearly, Lady Luck was on our side! Sunrise
at camp was by 6 am, which was wonderful since we could enjoy a warm breakfast
and make an early start at 6.30 am. The
initial hour involved a steady but gentle climb, the trail snaking through
stones and boulders strewn across the riverbed. But for the cairns placed at
strategic locations, it would have been impossible to locate the route. The
twisting and tortuous track then veered to the right of the valley into a wide
defile, which seemed more like a scene from hell – a chaotic mess of broken
rock segments and huge boulders that had been tumbling down the two slopes over
the years. The right flank soared up to end in an ice-covered ridge. The left
flank, the side leading to the pass, was formed of gravel and brittle
rock.
Half a kilometre into the defile led to a
sort of knoll, an adjunct to the main slope on our left. Given the altitude,
the climb up this hill – of not more than 200 ft – was quite strenuous. In
retrospect, for me this may have been the most demanding part of the trail,
given the elevation and the steep gradient of the slope.
The ascent levelled to a small flattish
top. From here started a steady uphill traverse to the pass, no steep slopes on
the way but just a steady increase in altitude.
The main challenge was to regulate our breathing to the rhythm of our
steps. The narrow track, of dry, brittle mud and gravel, was also exposed to a
sharp downhill drop on our right. About 50 ft below the pass, the trail,
steeper than what we had covered so far, zigzagged its way up till we crested the
top.
The pass, with strings of prayer flags fluttering in the strong, icy cold wind, is a long saddle with the Lasermo glacier on the other side. And, as all the travel guides mention, we were on a cusp, flanked by the Indus and the Shyok valleys. In the far distance, on a clear day the Karakoram range is visible through a shimmering white haze.
After taking the regulation photos, we
began the descent. The first part of the
downhill climb was a gradual for a couple of kilometres through the snow field
of the glacier. Fortunately, because of the early start, the snow was still
crisp, crunching comfortingly underfoot. Then followed a taxing trudge of a few
kilometres through the ground moraine formed of ragged and jumbled heaps of
rocks and boulders. This was the section demanding extra caution and care because
even a momentary lapse of concentration could result in a twisted ankle,
damaged knee, or a broken nose. Reaching the snout of the glacier finally was a
big relief, especially to the knees, which take the brunt of the stress in such
a terrain.
The trail, formed mainly of gravel,
gradually led to the Shyok river, fed by the snowmelt from the glacier we had
just crossed. The walk thereafter was an easy ramble, mainly through grassy
meadows and rocks bright with orange lichen. And, of course, everywhere we
looked we saw tiny flowers in a profusion of colours.
The campsite, on a flat sandy area with a
brook flowing close by, was a welcome sight. It had been a long day. We had
started at 6.30 am and the first of us reached the North BC Lasermo La at 3.30
pm. We had covered nearly 16 kms, climbed up to a height of 17,890 ft, gaining
nearly 1,600 ft in altitude, and then descended 1,800 ft to the camp at 16,100
ft.
3rd – 4th September, 2023
The walk from the North BC Lasermo La to Hundar
Doksa, though very long, is largely through gorgeous countryside, barring a
short stretch in the middle. About
halfway through the trek, the trail was obliterated by a cluttered accretion of
blocks of rocks and boulders. However, the debris-covered ice surface was thick
enough to enable secure footholds, as we weaved our way through this broken
terrain. The cause of this disruption
was evidently a massive landslide, caused by heavier than normal rains, that had
simply flattened the hillside!
3 Sept 2023: Throughout the route to Hunder Doksa, water bodies shining diamond-bright were a welcome sight to behold. |
This arduous walk lasted for about an hour before we were once again walking along the scenic riverbank. so delightful and striking that it energises you, immediately lifts your mood and before you know it, you are smiling broadly. The track, on the right bank of the river, meandered through lush green meadows, sodden with moisture. The water was crystal clear and sparkled whenever it caught the sun’s rays. Wherever the valley widened out were limpid pools of transparent-as-glass water reflecting the brown slopes of the scarps, blue sky, and woolly clouds. The valley was flanked by rocky slopes soaring up majestically heavenwards, silhouetting the sky with forbidding shapes resembling fortresses and citadels. Ahead, down the valley, the horizon was broken by high, snow-covered mountains. Every once in a while, a marmot would scurry towards its hole, disturbed from its reverie by us. An almost otherworldly feeling grips me when I am on such wilderness treks – a singular reason for my addiction to trails in remote areas.
3 Sept 2023: After crossing the glacier and as we walked along the river bank towards Hunder Doksa, brightly coloured flowers of various shades became a regular feature |
The final leg of our walk to the Hundar Doksa camp included a hairy scramble down a sun-baked slope seemingly comprising only crisp gravel and loose stones. This was one of the side adventures, a sudden decision leading to a departure from the script, that our head guide Tenzing is famous for!
It was a long day: we had set off at 8.30
am and arrived at 3.30 pm after covering nearly 21 kms, involving a descent of
3,000 ft, to 13,150 ft.
3 Sept 2023: Hunder Doksa village across the Hunder river where we camped -- the first habitation after five days of being in the wilderness. Barley almost ready for harvest |
After a well-earned sleep, we woke up to another bright, sunny morning on the penultimate day of our trek. We walked along a dusty but motorable road until we reached Wachen village and our awaiting vehicles.
So ended another memorable trek for most of us, thanks to the meticulous arrangements by South Col Expeditions. We were well looked after by our caring, patient and yes, witty guides – Stanzin, Glory and Kunsal – and Lhakpa , the cook from Nepal, who turned out flavoursome meal after meal under the most adverse of circumstances. But to really enjoy and soak in the stunning sites, one must be lucky with the weather and hope that the trail is not teeming with trekkers. We were blessed on both counts – bright sunny days and not a single group, apart from ours, throughout the trek!
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What a pleasure to read this evocative, immersive account. Keen to experience the otherworldly feeling the author describes in the quiet desolation of stunning landscapes. The author should consider publishing a collection of his treks and photos in a book!
ReplyDeleteIt was a privilege to be part of this trek and to getting to know Ashesh. Wonderful writeup, made me re-live that adventure with every sentence. Thank you Ashesh!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful writing from an experienced trekker. The reader gets a feel for the beauty of the place from the writing and the photos.
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