Before I move onto the hills, I need to make an observation about the traffic cops in Chandigarh. Given, the planned city, I didn't see any traffic accumulation even at signals in the 'City Beautiful' but the cops as usual stood some distance away under the shade of a tree. I was caught umpteen times for the tinted windows but was let go every time due to the presence of the groom / bride / Airforce official in the car except for one time at 5.45am (yes, 5.45am in the morning) when I was going back to the hotel to collect some stuff. This cop was self righteous and showed me a physical copy of some supreme court order banning tinted windows of all percentages all over India. He cut off a portion of my driver side film and gave me a 1000 rs challan which too clearly mentioned the offence and its section! He gave me a window of 3 days in which I could flash the challan and get away without fine. I used the it umpteen times over the next couple of days! So, while I don't have anything good to say about the cops there, at least they were well equipped about the law and the fines are not arbitrary!
The real journey starts today....Chandigarh to Narkanda..
Started around 7am and immediately realised that there was some issue with another fuse...the stereo, digital clock and some other electricals were not working. Luckily, we were right near a motor market in Panchkula and got it sorted by waking up another sleeping mechanic in a jiffy.
Moving ahead, we saw a cut off the highway towards Pinjore gardens at just 1km away so we veered off to check the place out.
Terraced gardens with a plethora of flowering plants and trees line the fountains and water bodies, somewhat a poor cousin of the Shalimar gardens in Srinagar. One thing to note was the thousands of huge bats hanging upside down on most of the trees here.
Pinjore Gardens...
I was under the impression that the Himalayan expressway lasts all the way up to Shimla
...so was a tad disappointed when the dual carriageway end around Parwanoo and the usual 2 lane road snaked its way up towards our breakfast stop at the famed Giani Da Dhaba. Wolfed down a couple of yummy omlettes and parathas with apple juice (packaged by Parle in Mumbai!!).
The road was decent and traffic sparse and Shimla came by 11.30am...somehow, no offence to Shimla enthusiasts, it reminds me of Mumbra in Mumbai....stacked up houses, parking all over the road and pedestrians having right of way on the roads!!!
Shimla!!
I missed the bypass (shoot me!) and had to drive all through town to land on the other end towards Fagu. The roads were lovely and the sun was bright but the temperature was rapidly plummeting with a chill setting in as we passed Kufri and Fagu.
Lovely roads enroute to Narkanda
Lovely cherries bought off a street vendor somewhere near Narkanda!
and this is what altitude gain does to a packet of Chips...(at Narkanda)
Finally made it to HPDTC, The Hatu by around 1pm
The hotel, as with all HPDTC hotels has a lovely location with quite a view from the front lawns.
After a good lunch at the in-house restaurant, for some inexplicable reason I decided to hire a Sumo and visit Hatu Peak. My apprehensions about the road up to the peak were well founded as its an extremely narrow and steep road with quite a bit of oncoming traffic. The driver seemed to be at ease and we covered the 8-9 kms in no time.
The Hatu peak is 11,152 feet over sea level and it was extremely windy and cold with a mobile app showing 11 degrees C at 4pm in the evening. HPDTC runs a small hotel called Agyatvaas here, will be quite an experience to stay here sometime. There were 2 locked rooms right at the peak with no on around. The 360 degree views stretched on for miles and the quaint temple there was peaceful. We spent around a hour milling about before coming back to The Hatu by around 6pm and watched the sunset.
The temple at Hatu peak
Wood carving on the temple ceiling
Hatu peak at 11,152 feet.
Wild horse grazing at 11,152 feet
Views from Hatu Peak
Prayers....
Nothing to beat a hot cuppa at 7 degrees C at 10pm in the night!
Ahh...the beauty of travel...From 44 degrees C to 7 degrees C....from hankering for a 2 ton air conditioned room to a room without a fan...from a bustling metropolis to a quaint verdant hill station within 200kms and 6 hrs!!
Crashed for the night after dinner, moving the Chitkul tomorrow.