The door to patal lok has opened, and I am sitting at a very odd angle.
The front right wheel sits deep in icy water, the rear left is airborne, and the differential right side sits on hard solid block of ice.
Only the front left has any traction whatsoever.
Anyways, I rev and try to go forward, and am greeted with spinning wheels.
Try to reverse and there are cracking sounds coming from below. This cannot be good.
I open the door and step out.
Splash.
There goes my show.
Now I am also drenched till my knees.
Its a bad bad day.
I get out.
Survey the scene. first to check the undercarriage.
Those scary sounds were the diff supports sliding on the ice. There are cracks beggining to appear, and I think I can pull it off.
Maybe.
I can ask help from the lunch party, but that would be embarrassing, so its time to try myself.
I get in, start, let her idle for some time, and then engage reverse.
the wheels spin and I can hear the ice cracking as the 2.5 ton behemoth push on.
I can budge a few inches, so far so good.
Now its time for forward gear.
With a lurch I go, and again the diff catches the ice, and its wheel spin.,
Again back
Forward
Back
Forward.
And then with a crack, the ice sheet cracks, and the rear left wheel decides to land.
With one final lurch, and roaring engine, I am out.
Time to get out and inspect undercarriage.
Nothing broken. Everything fine.
The skid plates did not even touch anything, it was all the rear at work.
I make a U turn, and we get ready to go back.
But we have to wait. A BRO gypsy with senior officers is coming up, and there is lack of space on road for 2 vehicles. So once they come up, we go down.
Meanwhile a few workers start clearing snow with shovels from the side so that return crossing of the pit is less adventrous.
I can hear the whine of the MPFI petrol. The gypsy is just one hairpin away, and I can see it from top.
Its struggling. Badly. Really really badly. Wheels are spinning, and snow is giving it a tough time.
Kind of funny. Is it on 2WD? Nope, I can make out the front tires also spinning crazily.
Later as the gypsy comes close the mystery is revealed. Its running highway tires. Like ZVTS or something. Proper car highway tires.
And then it approaches the pit.
I frantically wave to the driver to take to his left, as the pit is very deep. But I don't think he noticed.
Head long, at speed the right side of the gypsy lunges into the pit, and there is a loud crash, both the left wheels lift off the ground, and it starts to overturn.
Luckily the hard top glances the snowwall and bounces back.
With a loud crash.
Gypsy is also gotten delusions of flight, but instead of the rear left, its the front left which is taking off.
Lot of wheelspin, but no result.
The officers get out.
They are unfazed.
I mean you would be if you had a giant truck and 3 bulldozers at your beck and call.
But this also means we will get delayed on our journey back.
So the BRO workers come with shovels and start clearing snow from the gypsy.
the driver gets in, and wheels spin hopelessly. These tires were not made for snow.
But why worry. there are 8-9 workers pushing with their might, and the stranded gypsy is rescued.
time for us to go back
One final pic of the mighty dozers
See that top yellow one? Whats in front of it? A mountain of ice. This is what it pushed through, inch by inch.
As for us, its time to head down, goodby rohtang, till we meet again
The return journey is not as bad w.r.t jams but we still waste 45 minutes at Marhi. Its windy and cold, and maggi noodles is 40rs. Better to go down to kothi and have proper chowmein or something for that much money.
Food done, evening has arrived, sunset will happen soon, and its time for a drive and walks
TO BE CONT............