Written by koshkha on 07 Apr, 2013
Some holiday days are just packed full of things about which to write reviews and our day in the Himachal Pradesh town of Manali was such a day. Before noon we’d visited a major Hindu temple, strolled round a museum of local culture and visited…Read More
Some holiday days are just packed full of things about which to write reviews and our day in the Himachal Pradesh town of Manali was such a day. Before noon we’d visited a major Hindu temple, strolled round a museum of local culture and visited the lamest so-called amusement park we’d ever seen. And there were still a couple more places to see before dinner.Hopping back into our car, we asked our driver, Mr Singh, where we were going next. Actually since Mr Singh spoke only slightly more English than I speak Hindi (and that’s about two dozen unconnected words) the conversation was rather more a case of us getting into the car, giving Mr Singh a meaningful and expectantly excited ‘where next?’ look and hitting the road. We were off to Manali town centre to explore what it had to offer. We parked up just south of the city’s main street, known as most pedestrian streets in India are, as Mall Road. We parked in the sort of multi-storey car park that looks unfinished and may well be so. Mr Singh pointed through the car park to a brightly coloured temple and pronounced "Sir, Buddhist temple, very good sir" and then turned to point in the opposite direction saying "Sir, Van Vihar". The fact that this latter attraction didn’t get a "very good sir" was noted. We agreed to meet up again in 3 or 4 hours time and said we’d come back and find him.It’s an observation based on multiple experiences with Indian drivers that they will always find you and when you think that maybe, just maybe, you can sneak up and catch them out by coming back early, they will be there, like the shop assistant from the old children’s cartoon, Mr Benn, the driver will always magically appear.We decided to start with the ‘very good sir’ temple, more correctly known as the Himalaya Nyinmapa Temple and headed down a side street in the vague direction where we expected to find it. A large number of the (many) Buddhist temples I’ve visited have involved nose-bleed and cramp inducing climbs up the sides of mountains so it was a relief to find a temple sitting in the town and not requiring anything more strenuous than a brief, flat stroll to find it.Most of the population of Manali are Hindus and traditionally there has been a religious dividing line that runs through the Rohtang Pass with Buddhism to the north and Hinduism to the south. There are now also quite a lot of Muslims, some of them fleeing the troubles in Kashmir in search of more stable places to live and work. But the influence that led to this temple being built in Manali is more recent. Manali has an influx of Tibetan Buddhists after the Chinese invasion of Tibet in 1951 and this is one of the temples used by those refugees. The temple complex is laid out in a roughly square plot surrounded by the town’s side streets. It seemed to me that it took up a block of the city. A grassy enclosure was surrounded by fencing and a row of small rooms which I would guess were accommodation for those studying there. Within the square were a yellow-roofed temple, with a smaller rectangular building set to one side, a smaller yellow roofed building whose purpose I didn’t understand and a stupa, the traditional Buddhist reliquary. Next to the stupa was another small building. The most striking things about the buildings were the golden rooftops and the beautifully painted wood work.A narrow pathway leads up to the temple with flowers growing alongside. The building stands three storeys high with the roofs sticking out over the building below. A large porch stands in front of the building and was covered in intricately painted pictures of flowers, leaves, the odd demon and symmetrical patterns. We took off our shoes and I paid a camera fee of 20 rupees (about 25 pence) to take my camera inside. The light was good and I was optimistic that I’d be able to get some good shots. I struggle with Buddhism. Not the beliefs so much as the terrifically complicated iconography. I’m fine with churches, mosques and Sikh temples, and pretty good at understanding Hindu temples too, but I have a bit of a mental block on Buddhist temples. We spent 2 weeks being lectured at by a guide in Ladakh and another fortnight in Bhutan, but after a while it all washes over me. So if you know your Buddhist iconography, please give up now before my ignorance offends, move on, and don’t hang around to shake your head at my ignorance. Thank you.The main deity is a two storey high gold-faced statue of a seated Buddha. From the ground floor you can see him only up to mid-chest level and to see the rest you’ll need to go upstairs. He cuts through both levels with the temple seemingly constructed around him. On the ground floor there are smaller statues to either side as well as glass-fronted wooden book cases holding the holy texts used by the monks. These look a little like stacks of coloured paper and fabric. We also saw a drum for use during meditation and a row of brightly painted boxes which may well have contained the monks robes. Brightly coloured paintings covered the walls which were not already covered by book cases. On the opposite side of the seated Buddha was another wooden case with small carvings inside and in front of it. A bank of coloured light bulbs seemed to be replacing the traditional butter lamps and candles and no doubt keeps the risk of fire to a minimum, even if they aren’t as atmospheric. Painted scrolls hung from the walls and the brightly painted wooden columns, small intricate paintings were leaning against a small window and I spotted a peacock feather duster propped in a corner.We headed upstairs to look the big Buddha in the eye. On the upper floor a balcony surrounded the Buddha, decked out with more of the coloured light bulbs we’d seen downstairs as well as small metal bowls of water. To one side of the Buddha was a red demon-like figure with skulls around his head, brandishing a staff with another skull on top. To the other side a slightly less scary statue of a gold faced figure balanced up the scene. The Buddha sat beneath a yellow-frilled canopy suspended from the deep blue painted wooden ceiling. The topmost floor of the building is not accessible to visitors so we headed downstairs again to walk around the outside and turn the prayer wheels. Rows of these sit along three sides of the building and I always like to take the time to turn them as I pass. With very few visitors around, we had plenty of time to turn each and I mentally chanted in my head the standard prayer wheel mantra. I find this helps me to think about nothing except the act of turning the wheels themselves and it always feels very therapeutic (unless I’m being chased around a temple by a large school party, at which point my thoughts may be somewhat less than pure and holy). The wheels should always be turned clockwise with your right hand and you should always walk around a Buddhist temple in a clockwise direction. I’m sure there are very holy reasons for this but on a practical basis, it stops you bumping into people. Before leaving we left a donation in the box, put our shoes back on and retraced our steps along the pathway. This was the first Buddhist temple of this particular holiday and whilst it’s neither particularly historic, nor particularly beautiful, I hate to miss an opportunity for a quiet moment and a bit of prayer-wheel turning. If you’ve already seen lots of temples and are arriving in Manali from somewhere that has many more such places, you could probably give this one a miss, but we were just ‘warming up’ for the next day when we’d be heading to Dharamsala, the home of the Dalai Lama in exile and a place with plenty of temples to see. Close
Written by koshkha on 02 Jan, 2013
You don’t go to Manali by accident; you have to really want to go there and make quite a lot of effort to do so. By car, it’s a full two days driving from Delhi assuming you only drive during the daytime when the light…Read More
You don’t go to Manali by accident; you have to really want to go there and make quite a lot of effort to do so. By car, it’s a full two days driving from Delhi assuming you only drive during the daytime when the light is good. You really wouldn’t want to take your chances on India’s Himalayan roads after dark. Actually if I’m honest, you don’t want to drive on any of India’s roads after dark. On the first day of our trip we drove (or rather I should say ‘were driven’) from Delhi to Shimla and then a couple of days later we took the road from Shimla to Delhi.If time is tight and money no problem, you could take a flight. There is a small airport nearby which has connections with Indian Airways to many of the biggest Indian cities but they are quite expensive. You cannot take the train as the lines stop where the hills start – with the exception of the Toy Train to Shimla. I first became aware of this city after meeting two Americans in a campsite in Ladakh. They had trekked for something like 40 days to get from Manali up to Ladakh and I was seriously impressed. A hundred years ago, I believe Manali was pretty much the end of the line for civilisation and transport, with the really big mountains starting just beyond the town and the roads not going much further. It was the southern end of an ancient trade route up through the Himalayas to Ladakh and beyond.These days Manali is a tourist hub for adventure sports fans with skiing in the mountains and white water rafting in the Beas River Valley. You can also find inexpensive places for paragliding, pony trekking and other such pursuits. Although Manali and Shimla are both at very similar altitudes of just over 2000 meters, they feel like different worlds. Shimla clings to the side of the mountains whilst Manali nestles in the river valley. Shimla has a population pushing 200,000 whilst Manali’s is a more modest 30,000. The influence of the British in Manali is much less marked than in Shimla with only the hardy few, mostly military men, making it so much further north. There are some similarities though. Both have main streets called ‘The Mall’, both have several interesting temples, and both are favourites with Indians looking to escape the heat of the plains and head for some potentially seriously cold weather.The main attraction in Manali is the scenery and the most popular attraction is a drive up to the Rohtang Pass, at almost 4000m altitude. The road to Rohtang is lined with stalls renting ski-gear and warm clothes, rubber boots and ski equipment so nobody needs to take their own. I would advise to check if there is actually enough ski to snow before paying money for such things as we saw some seriously funny instances of people attempting to snow on an inch or two of snow-covered rocks. Paragliding places are available on the way up and once you reach the top, you can walk or take ponies further up the mountainside.In Manali itself you will find a rather small town centre with a maze of shops and restaurants laid out around the central pedestrian street called The Mall. Attractions in the centre include a Tibetan Temple Complex, a small wooden temple on the Mall itself, a shady woodland park called Van Vihar and of course lots of places to just wander around. Slightly out of the centre you fan find the Hadimba Temple. This temple is hundreds of years old and built of wood with a fascinating roof structure. It’s also surrounded by ancient tall deodar cedar trees. Watch out for the ‘bunny ladies’ who pounce on unwary tourists and force their fluffy white angora rabbits onto them for photographs (and money). Near to the temple is a small museum of Himachal Pradesh Culture. The lamest attraction in town must surely be The Club House which offers a third-rate set of what appeared to be poorly maintained rides and attractions as well as quite an interesting old building. I’m not sure which ‘Club’ it was ‘House’ to but its attractions are unlikely to impress most visitors.The Vashishta Temple a couple of miles outside the town and well worth a visit offers several small temples as well as natural hot springs for bathing. If neither of those things appeal, it’s worth a visit just to look at the views. It seems to be an area popular with backpackers and was one of the busiest places we visited in Manali. If you are willing to travel a little further, the white water rafting centres are about 40-50 minutes drive south of the town and you will also find a weaving centre and angora rabbit farms.Manali is a strange little place that’s quite unlike most towns we’ve visited in India. We visited for three nights which meant one day for going to Rohtang and another to see all the local sights. If you want to raft or ski, book longer – but be aware that when it’s cold enough for skiing, you won’t want to raft so you’ll probably choose one or other activity depending on the weather. Since we were content to just wander and observe, two full days was just about perfect for us. Close
Written by onaiza on 20 May, 2010
The day started with a very cold morning, hot coffee and a much debated plan to go to Solang Valley. The nice didi at the coffee place had guided us to this garage where we could rent a bike. The guy was unwilling to rent…Read More
The day started with a very cold morning, hot coffee and a much debated plan to go to Solang Valley. The nice didi at the coffee place had guided us to this garage where we could rent a bike. The guy was unwilling to rent out his bike to go to Rotang as the roads were bad and it was snowing at Rotang. Anyways we had plans to go to Solang valley so we assured him we were not going to Rotang and started checking out the bikes. Let me add all were in pretty bad condition. After trying about 5 we decided on 1 Yamaha RX100 which showed some promise. So all geared up we set out to Solang Valley. The road weren’t the best possible but the distant views of the snow capped mountains at Rohtang were breath-taking, that’s why when my husband asked where we were going; Solang or Rotang, my answer was Rotang. How was I to know what an adventure the Lord above had planned for us!The first 50 km were quite uneventful with the sun shining bright and the cold breeze. Then started the adventure (the 1st of my life I should add). The roads had turned into the moon’s craters and the climb up got steeper. Soon it was not possible for the bike to carry me up the moon craters so whenever the road got really bad I had to run behind my husband and bike to the next stretch of better road. I lost about 2 kilos with all the running. In the midst of this, the kick on the Yamaha called its quits and decided the crazy lady running could do some more exercise. So now I was pushing the bike to get it started whenever it stalled. My instincts told me to turn back but Rotang was calling. Plus I was dying to see the expressions on my friend’s faces when I told them I went Rotang on the bike. All seemed to be going well from then on and soon we were at Marhi, the only village near Rotang. We had a little snack and continued on our way. The roads for the next few kilometres were a drivers dream but like all dreams it came to an end with a rude nightmare, we had run out of fuel 16 kilometres from Rohtang.Assumptions are the mother of all fuck ups, we had assumed that the bike had a reserve and the fuck up was that there was no reserve. We had no other choice but to go back to Marhi so we pushed again and got back to the village. There we were told that if we were lucky we would get fuel at Raj Dhaba. We were lucky but not as much as we would have hoped. The guy there had only half a litre of fuel. Our dream of going to Rotang was going down the drain. Thats when Sanjeev and his wife drove into the parking of the dhaba. Very politely if not a little cheekily i asked them if they were on their way to Rotang and if they would give us a lift; Thankfully they agreed, and the journey began again.The roads really got bad now. It took us all of 2 hours to get to Rotang with a few landslides to dodge. Finally we were at Rotang pass – the highest pass in Asia. Sorry forgot to mention that while dodging landslides we had our first encounter with a frozen waterfall. We all ate a piece of it. So finally at our destination, our saviours were off for some alone time giving us ours.We started to walk in the midst of every "khachar" guy trying to get us to hire them. We were determined not to take a horse but walk up there. However with all the warnings I caved and my nice husband hired a khachar for me and the journey up started. This part was quite uneventful but very exciting and the view was marvelous. We were finally in the snow. The khachar deposited us at the snowline point and we started walking up which was a task as its quite difficult due to lack of oxygen. Anyways we played in the snow, got photos, and finally decided to let my butt feel the snow too by falling. All too soon we were going back as we had to get our ride back. Once we got back our new friends were waiting for us ( I thanked god a million times ) and our journey back to Marhi started. It took just as long as coming up and just as tricky with the landslides and traffic jams.Anyways we reached Marhi by about 5. We had about an hour of daylight left and half a litre of fuel. I was a little panicked but we set off. We were making good progress after we managed to get the bike started but soon the night was creeping up on us. This is when we realised our troubles were not over as yet. The Yamaha had no lights on them. This is when i was sure that we were going to end up dead in the valley. This is when i really started to pray telling god that i was newly married and wanted to live longer with my husband. God truly came to our rescue that night. We were making progress with the lights of the the other vehicles coming down but they were all passing us by. Soon it was dark and we could not see anything in front of us. That is when god sent us a bus. I don’t know whether he knew we were in need 0f help or what but he stayed behind us and we made quite a distance down with the help of his headlight. Also my husband was under strict instructions to ride in the middle of the road giving him no road to pass us. This strategy worked till we ran out of fuel some 15km from Manali. Once again god came to the rescue. We were pushing the bike down when one guy on a bike was coming up. I flagged him down and explained our dilemma, all ready to beg plead and rob some fuel. I did not need to do any of the things. The kind man offered us as much fuel as we needed to get back. Magically he produced a bottle and a pipe and was getting fuel out of his bike for us. He gave us a litre of fuel which solved one problem but we now had no lights to restart our journey. Again...YET AGAIN god to the rescue in the form of another motorist coming down going towards Manali. He agreed to be our guiding light. Anyways with the help of the angels and riding in the middle of the road letting no light pass easily we were back in Manali. We were wet, cold and hungry as hell but we were back and more importantly in one piece.Ended our adventure by getting some chole at the restaurant with our shoes and socks off and trying to get warm in any way possible.What an adventure to tell our friends and family, all in the SEARCH OF SNOW. Close
Written by sbmalik on 12 Jul, 2007
40 kms before the tourist hill station of Manali lies Kullu, the capital town of the Kullu District, in Himachal Pradesh, India. It is located on the banks of the Beas River about ten kilometres north of the airport at Bhuntar. Kullu valley is charming…Read More
40 kms before the tourist hill station of Manali lies Kullu, the capital town of the Kullu District, in Himachal Pradesh, India. It is located on the banks of the Beas River about ten kilometres north of the airport at Bhuntar. Kullu valley is charming and beautiful lavishly gifted with superb scenic wealth. The valley runs north to south of Beas River and is 80kms long, up to Manali. Beas, Parvati, and Sarbari Rivers flow through the valley. Rafting, kayaking is very popular during the season. It is also very much enjoyed by the trekkers, religious tourists, and nature lovers to breathe the exhilarating air of the Himalaya and enjoy the spectacle of the variegated mountain scenery.
Kullu Valley is known as the "Valley of Gods". It holds a seven day festival during Dussehra, victory of Lord Rama over Ravana. The festival takes place in the months of October or November depending upon the Hindu calendar. Lug-valley on the west is less explored, being steeper. However, the broad mountainous ridge having the village-temples of Bijli Mahadev, Mount Nag and Pueed, on the east of Kullu is traversed by most of the tourists. Manikaran valley lies further east, along the Parvati River, which joins Beas in Bhuntar. Manikaran is famous for its hot springs, and Gurudwara and temples.
Well laid out orchards of apples, pears, plums and almonds are visible in the villages above the hills and along the valley. The valley is also famous for its exquisitely woven colourful hand made shawls and kullu caps, available through co-operative shops or individual owners. Kullu being at around 1,200 meters height offers pleasant temperature throughout the year. It is a place for relaxation on the river bank, short and long treks, river rafting, visits to temples and shop for shawls, caps, handicrafts.
BIJLI MAHADEV SHRINE at 2460 m: Across the Beas River, Bijli Mahadev temple is one of the striking temples. The presiding deity is Lord Shiva. The climb by stairs for about 4 kms is quite tough but rewarding at the end when you reach the top. The temple situated in the Kharahal Valley side housing the villages of Pueed, Pecha, Maish, Jansari, Dharth, Halenai, and Karate. A winding road goes up on these hills, connecting these villages, from Ramshila, situated on the other bank of River Beas across Kullu town. Bijli Mahadev has no direct access via road from Kullu town. Devotees trek to the temple located at 2,461 meters by climbing stairs. The popular route is from Jansari Village, located 15kms from the other bank of River Beas across Kullu town. The trek takes about 2-3 hours. Trek is also undertaken from Karate Village; further 5kms up from Jansari via a winding road. Karate is the last village on these hills. The road connection for last one kilometer to Karate is under construction. Buses, minibuses, taxis, and vans are available for going up to Jansari, while only taxis and vans go to Karate. The road is generally open for traffic throughout the year.
A panoramic view of Kullu and Paravati valleys can be seen from the temple. A 60 feet high staff of Bijli Mahadev temple glistens like a silver needle in the sun, visible from the town. In this temple of lightening it is said, the tall staff attracts the divine blessings in the form of lightening. The story of the lightening falling on the temple, which is unbelievable but said to be true. It is said that the Rig-Veda has a prayer of Maharishi Vashishta to Lord Rudra to absorb the excessive electric current within him and so Lord Rudra acceded and absorbed the electricity current saving mankind. This episode took place at the 'Sangam' of Parvati and Beas rivers and is one of the popular stories in the mythological background of Beas basin, in Himachal Pradesh. As expected the devotees had set up a temple and the 'linga' in it, is named Bijleshwar Mahadev or Bijli Mahadev.
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Written by sbmalik on 04 Jul, 2007
Rohtang PassThe visit to Manali is incomplete if you do not go to Rohtang Pass, the highest point in this area at 3900 m above sea level. Rohtang is 51 km from Manali. We started at 8am and like all others stopped over at Marhi,…Read More
The visit to Manali is incomplete if you do not go to Rohtang Pass, the highest point in this area at 3900 m above sea level. Rohtang is 51 km from Manali. We started at 8am and like all others stopped over at Marhi, 17 km before Rohtang, for refreshments. Journey to Marhi takes about two hours. Marhi is a barren landscape offering extensive views of the valley and the mountains. On one side you can see Kothi and Gulaba, places en route from Manali, while the Rohtang Peaks stare at you on the other side. Marhi is one of the most picturesque places in Manali region. It is basically a mountain plateau surrounded by a large meadow strewn with myriad wild flowers in season. The place remains a stopover for transit visitors and tourists during summer and autumn seasons and a transit place for the people to wait for the ferocious weather to improve at Rohtang Pass to cross over to Lahaul and Spiti valley, during the winter months. Many road side joints (dhabas) provide good sumptuous breakfast. One restaurant claims to be the World's Highest Pizza Hut. With a stop for 30 minutes, the vehicles move forward for ultimate destination of Rohtang.
Rohtang is another adventure tourist site where it can be cold even on a summer day. Winds blow at furious pace and it is chill after 3pm. It is the highest point on the Manali-Keylong road and provides a wide panoramic view of mountains rising far above clouds, which is truly breath taking. In winter, the road of Rothang Pass is closed. Skiing is possible even in summer months (May and up to mid June) when the snow is still there on slopes. Wooden sledges are popular for rides. Para gliding is now a days very popular in summers between Rohtang and Marhi, taking one high in the sky for unforgettable views and lifetime experience.
On way to Rohtang are high Rahala waterfalls, at an altitude of 2,500 m. The other places of stopovers for beautiful views are Kothi and Gulaba. Many Bollywood films have been shot at these locations. Visit to Rohtang is a day trip worth spending and enjoyable.
Kullu and Manali valley and hills, with clean unpolluted air, panoramic views, and rivers flowing through valleys offer a change from the daily grind in the cities. Manali and Kullu in the state of Himachal Pradesh in India have become the most popular tourists’ destinations…Read More
Kullu and Manali valley and hills, with clean unpolluted air, panoramic views, and rivers flowing through valleys offer a change from the daily grind in the cities. Manali and Kullu in the state of Himachal Pradesh in India have become the most popular tourists’ destinations in North India. These places are attracting large number of tourists with over 1.8 million visiting in recent years.The journey to Kullu and Manali refreshes one’s mind and body. The road journey from nearest railhead at Chandigarh is not tiring as you travel right through on National Highway (NH 21). The distance of 310km to Manali can be covered in 10 or 11 hours.We traveled to Chandigarh from Delhi by Shatabdi Express, arriving at 11am. Starting around noon, and passing through Ropar (Rupnagar) and Kiratpur, the ideal stopover for lunch was at a nice restaurant at Swarghat. The journey further took us to Bilaspur, Sundernagar, Mandi, Pandoh, and onwards to Kullu/Manali. Manali is 40km away from Kullu. We arrived at Manali at 11pm and were surprised to see the Mall area, the center of the town bustling with tourists enjoying shopping and busy in eating joints at this hour. The hotel where we had booked was ready to serve dinner. Manali town is actually in two parts. Aleo New-Manali town is on the left bank of the Beas River, housing new hotels, and resorts on road to Nagger. The Old Manali village lies east of the Manalsu nallah (water stream), which in its present form, is more of a hippie enclave.Tourism in Manali received a real boost in the late 1980s. This once quiet village was transformed into a bustling town with hundreds of hotels and restaurants. The landscape here is breathtaking. One sees well-defined snow-capped peaks, the Beas River with its clear water meanders through the town. The hills have deodar and pine trees, fields, and apple, plum, and pear orchards. It is an excellent place for a holiday. Manali is a favorite resort for trekkers to Lahaul, Spiti, Kinnaur, Leh, and Zanskar regions in Kashmir valley.The word Manali literally means “the abode of Manu”, the Hindu lawgiver. Legend has it that sage Manu stepped off his ark in Manali to recreate human life after a great flood had deluged the world. Manali and Kullu valley is known as the "Valley of the Gods". The Old Manali village has an ancient temple dedicated to sage Manu.Manali had the presence of the British before independence of India. The British were responsible for introducing apples and trout which were not native to Manali. The apple, along with plum and pear, remains the best source of income for the majority of its inhabitants. As in other cities, the tourist attractions in Manali include lots of temples and monasteries. You can spend and enjoy your day visiting these places situated not very far from the center of the town. The most visited site in Manali is the Dhungri or Hadimba temple. Dedicated to the local deity Hadimba, wife of the Pandava prince, Bhim, this temple was erected in 1533. The temple is noted for its four-story pagoda and exquisite wooden carvings. A major festival is held here in the month of May. The Museum of Traditional Himachal Culture, near the Hadimba temple, houses artifacts of folk art of the entire Kullu valley.We also paid a visit to Siyali Mahadev temple, which has very good wooden carvings. Manali is famous for its shiny Buddhist monasteries or Gompas. It is famous for its Gadhan Thekchhokling Gompa, built in 1969. The monastery is maintained by donations from the local community. They sell hand-woven carpets made in the temple workshop. Manali has the highest concentration of Tibetan refugees in the entire Kullu valley.The other modern Himalayan Nyingamapa Gompa near the central town has a garden blooming with sunflowers. Its main shrine, lit by dozens of electric bulbs and fragrant with Tibetan incense, houses a colossal, gold-faced Buddha, best viewed from the small room on the firs Close
Written by hilltrekker on 07 Oct, 2008
Coming down from Marhi was also a very nice experience. The tea stalls roadside offered a good and inexp[ensive cup of tea and snacks. The scnenes of water and hill houses were beautiful. The chill was lesser than the top and so more comfortable. …Read More
Coming down from Marhi was also a very nice experience. The tea stalls roadside offered a good and inexp[ensive cup of tea and snacks. The scnenes of water and hill houses were beautiful. The chill was lesser than the top and so more comfortable. Close
Written by hilltrekker on 03 Jan, 2008
It is very important to check for weather conditions before leaving the accomodation, if there is plan to climb up to some heighty destinations. If going by vehicle, then also road condition must be prechecked to avoid hassles and risks later on. …Read More
It is very important to check for weather conditions before leaving the accomodation, if there is plan to climb up to some heighty destinations. If going by vehicle, then also road condition must be prechecked to avoid hassles and risks later on. Close
Written by hilltrekker on 13 Aug, 2007
The food was very simple and nice as we desired. The kids did not have food but took chocolates and guava juice. We also had hot coffee after the food. Over all we enjoyed there during our short stay.There were also other people sitting across…Read More
The food was very simple and nice as we desired. The kids did not have food but took chocolates and guava juice. We also had hot coffee after the food. Over all we enjoyed there during our short stay.There were also other people sitting across the tables who were enjoying spicy fast foods too. I also observed some foreigners enjoying fried rice. Overall the scenario was looking cool with slow English music and songs.This small restaurant also had the facility of CD burning and photography on its outer corner. So while taking food, the time simultaneously can be utilized by getting your cam images copied into CDs. Close
The large fruit bats also known as flying foxes, thousands in numbers were hanging on Alnus and Populus trees. Their typical chap-chap sound was very noisy but unique. These black-coloured animals remain hanging the whole of the day but during nights fly away to nearby…Read More
The large fruit bats also known as flying foxes, thousands in numbers were hanging on Alnus and Populus trees. Their typical chap-chap sound was very noisy but unique. These black-coloured animals remain hanging the whole of the day but during nights fly away to nearby areas for food. Close