Day 6 — Leh to Drass

17th Aug 2012

So after our sight seeing in Leh, we begin our journey back home taking the most important highway of our country-NH 1 !
We start riding towards Kargil empty stomach, our first stop is Pathar Sahib Gurudwara, which is maintained by the Army. Felt great visiting this place, got a kara for myself and for mama, papa, bhabi and reyaan.
It starts to rain.

I click some of my best shots on this road. We get tired, maybe it was mental fatigue. I felt some pain in my right shoulder and knee. But the mood was good, as the place was so beautiful.

Pirsig says, “when the mood is right, there is no such thing as physical discomfort

We see Zanskar and Indus meet. We stop at a small village to have maggi.I must say maggi really helped us to survive in this entire trip. Like so many people I am indebted to the man who invented maggi, yes inventing it is no less than a magic formula !
I fall once again, but not really. I leave my bike and jump from it, and run to keep my momentum. So I don’t fall.
It happened because of gravel, where my tyre got stuck.
We reach Kargil town.
So many jawans and officers died in the kargil war. Perhaps one event in my lifetime which shaped my Nationalism.
The town was really nice, we went inside the market to eat something. There was this confectionery where we had pastries. The people here were Shia.
We decided to move on and reach Drass and stay there for the night. Kargil to Drass was a tough road, full of loose stones and shit traffic.
We stop at a village because of a traffic jam, kids almost surround us. Say bye bye..
I said “bye bye” for next 10 mins.

We reached Drass, late evening. We were tired. Our clothes were filled with dirt !
We halted at J & K tourism guestroom.
A Rs 250 room ! But really nice !
There was this old man named Syed Ahmed, the caretaker of the guest house. He had a great aura and was a kind man.
A waiter came to our room, we ordered mutton. It was nice.
We called it a day.
Although it was tiring but as always, biking was the best part.

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