Bumpy rocks. Streams that take over and become the road. Mud slicks after stream crossings that become one long mud bath in the dying kilometres as the road climbs to Grampoo. It was all a bit of a challenge in the beginning. In the end I just wanted to hit the sealed road and for it to be over. And now it is. I’m on the Manali – Leh road.
The rain had cleared and the valley was now surrounded by snowy, rocky peaks. A beautiful sight as the road followed the Chandra River downstream.
Oh, gosh, and that is called a road? Whew! Bone-jarring agony!
It’s one of the remotest places in the country.
I imagine so, it looks very remote. I expect most countries have such, I imagine parts of Alaska might look like this.
It is. The terrain makes it all the more difficult. But I guess it’s better that way, preserves the virgin beauty 🙂
True!
Rustic and beautiful!
I guess in kilometre terms, it’s not so far from the busy main road (the Manali-Leh road), but as the road is so difficult, it makes it quite remote.