Started very late in the night and thanks to the route inputs from fellow BHPians
Travelmania and gmhossain, I decided to take the Gurap- Boinchi- Kalna- Krishnagar route to connect to Moregram instead of taking the potholed SH 7. The drive turned out to be very good all throughout except the little stretch from Beldanga to Bahrampur. A little chai break at Nabagram after, started again. Farakka is a bliss these days and so is Sujapur after being four laned completely. Finally stopped for some lunch just before reaching Siliguri at Ghoshpukur BP Ghar Dhaba.
Wonderful State highway with scorching tarmac Ghoshpukur Ghar Dhaba
After having a sumptuous lunch, we decided to visit Fagu Tea Bungalow since the usual route to Kalimpong through Sevoke was blocked due to landslides. So we had to take another route to reach Kalimpong and this route though longer, is one of the most beautiful roads to drive. This route passes through Damdim- Gorubathan- Phaparkheti- Lava- Algarah before reaching Kalimpong.
Meanwhile, while on the road, we made some calls to a place in Kalimpong aptly named Windsongs. We have stayed in many properties in Kalimpong over the years and somehow never stayed at Windsongs. This time, we thought of staying there and booked a cottage accordingly. The owner was kind enough to provide us a hefty discount on the package.
Since our route was decided, we thought of making a visit to Fagu Tea Bungalow. We have previously stayed at Fagu and since it was en route to Kalimpong, thought of sipping some tea before climbing up the hills. It was raining and there was darkness outside. I am sharing some pictures of the place which were previously taken, just for reference :
This place has a nice vibe and is a recommended stay. In the mean while, it was already past six in the evening when we realised that we still have to climb the hills to reach Kalimpong. We were stopped by police for routine checking near Gorubathan and even they were surprised that we would be climbing the hills in the evening. All they said is to drive carefully since landslides happened the previous day. I have travelled through this route innumerable times but still couldn’t anticipate what was to come later.
As soon as we crossed Gorubathan and started our ascent, traces of fog started appearing every now and then but manageable. Now there is a broken culvert before reaching Chel river and I have driven through it before many times. But then, due to fog and water flowing down, that broken culvert had turned into something else. I had to really dig in to see properly what lay ahead before attempting to cross the side. With no one on the road during that odd hour, it was a gamble I was about to take when a local biker appeared from nowhere and I followed him to cross that tricky area. Landslide had made the side of the culvert extremely slushy and it was the brute force of the machine that helped me cross the stretch.
Nevertheless, it was just the start of an eventful journey. As we crossed the Chel river and started our ascent towards Phaparkheti, the intensity of fog increased manyfold and it was the median line of the road that guided me. Visibility was greatly reduced and the fog became more and more dense. Now we always knew that Lava is an extremely foggy place even during the summers, but nothing could prepare us for something like that. Progress was very slow and add to the fact that we had to also contend with many landslides which were just about cleared to let one vehicle pass.
Broken trees which blocked the road after the landslides and cut into half, just as much to let a vehicle pass, big boulders and gurgling water falling from the hills and dense fog, the whole cocktail was an experience I wouldn’t forget. In the meanwhile, the owner of Windsongs also called and took the dinner order in the midst of our fight against the fog.
Sharing a video here :
Reaching Lava was only the halfway through and the thought of staying at Lava itself did cross my mind at one point but I somehow carried on. It was after Lava that the fog was at its worst. Just following the median line in dense fog, I somehow missed the turn towards Algarah and reached Pedong instead. With no one to ask around, I stayed put near the BRO/ Army camp(not sure) until one fine bloke guided me towards Kalimpong. It was only near Delo that I finally had some respite from the fog and could reach Windsongs just before midnight. A usual two hour drive turned into a four hour drive just because of the fog.
More drama- the parking at the homestay had to be done in reverse since the car had to be parked on an incline. Somehow, the parking happened and the owner was also equally helpful in making the routine successful. Famished after a rigorous drive, we just had the dinner before going off to sleep.