Friday, February 20, 2009

Destination Sandakphu

Trekking has always been a passion for me as is for all true highlanders. Trekking exploits are always the toast of many. It was materialize one fine day when four of my friends from Delhi were excited to trek Sandakphu.

March 25, 2008 a band of eager enthusiast flew Bagdogra (nearest Airport to Darjeeling) around 10 am. As promised my friends car drove us to Kurseong.

Kurseong : The Land of White Orchid" Situated at an altitude of 1458 mts (4860ft.), Kurseong is a beautiful town set in the hills odd 47 km from Siliguri and 30 km from Darjeeling. The word Kurseong means – "The Land of White Orchid". Because of its lower elevation, Kurseong enjoys milder and very healthy climate throughout the year. Trekking trails abound in the vicinity and the untouched beauty around pervades the senses.Put on your walking shoes and trek up to Eagle’s Crag which offers a fantastic view of the Balasun River. Visit the Deer Park and temples like the Ambotay Shiva Mandir, Giddhapahar Mandir in Kurseong.
Climate: Kurseong is blessed with moderate temperatures the year round, with the temperature rarely rising above 30° C in summer and never falling below 6° C in winter. It receives annual rainfall of 160 cm, between June and August.

March 26, 2008 : 1hour 45 drive brought us to a roadside hamlet Maneybhangyang, dominantly inhabited by the Sherpas ‘one of the Gorkha tribe’.

From Maneybhangyang one could visualize the trekking route, both the trekkers path as well as the longer and winding Mule track.

As our team had no prior booking for the tourist huts (it is advisable to have advance booking done from the tourist office) on the route, we decided to quick march Maneybhangyang. As I had carried along an altimeter I gave it a look, it read 2134 mts above MSL and the temperature 16 C.

Trekking is all about traveling on foot, as we trekked along the mountain path we trailed behind the prayers flags (chorten) of Maneybhangyang. The path was 65 degree steep our back packs were already tugging us but having just started, we were on full stream.

An hour steep climb brought us to a beautiful place – Chitray. The sense of achievement and the scenic surroundings rejuvenated us. Ten minutes rest, we again moved towards Sandakphu. The next three hours took us through dense forest (alpine), stretches of wild flowers and strange plants to a small group of houses with friendly people – Tumling.

With provisions for overnight stay and food, Tumling is a nice place for a break journey. Tumling falls in Nepal. Well the trek routes crisscrosses in and out of the international border, and thank god you don’t have to hand you passport along with your binoculars.

After a welcome break at Tumling, we entered Singalila National Park, the habitat of the Red Panda. Here is an entry fee of Rs.10/- person.

Two and half hour trek from Tumling brought us to a village with restaurants and lodges, called Jaubari. It was already 5.30 pm and the dying sun was throwing its last rays, so we decided to halt at Jaubari. If not a tee, to taller, the fiery Guras Raksi (Rhododendron Wine) is a special treat here. Well the rates for a single person at Jaubari were as follows:

Lodge : Rs. 35/- (entire bedding provided)
Meal : Rs. 30/- (heavy but only veg)
Breakfast : Rs. 20/-
Eggs : Rs. 5/- (boiled or fried)
Tea : Rs. 3/-

March 26, 2008: After heavy breakfast, (always recommended by Scottish Highlanders) around 5.30 am a downhill route brought us to a small village Gairibass (2621 mts). From there onwards it was again a steep climb, as we took breathers in between, we also stole a glance around the beautiful scenery, the hypnotic greens and majestic mountain hills. Three hours on we came to a surreal place, a dark lake with hundreds of Chortens (prayer flags) flittering in the wind. This was not the simmering lake of Wordworth’s ‘The Daffodils’ beside the bank of flowers, there was a mystery that clouded it like dense fog. This place was Kalpokhri, named after the color of the lake which was black in color.

Three hours of steep walk through forest of Gurans (Rhododendrons) and chap (Magnolias) brought us to the foot of Sandakphu – Bikhey Bhangyang (Poisonous Valley). From Bikhey Bhangyang, Sandakphu towered over us like Hitler’s – The Wolf Lair.

Bikhey Bhangyang, got its name as bushes of poisonous berries abound at the foot that high craggy ledge. The view have promised of what was waiting for us at the top, which is one feature of this trek trail even though tired one is simply pushed forward by the promise to sheer beauty.

Finally, a height of 3636 mts above msl, we reached our destination – Destination Sandakphu. It waited for us with breathtaking beauty.

Sparsely populating alpine forest, the magnificent Kanchenjunga straight ahead and to the far left – Everest, Makalu and Lhotse simply awe inspiring. We planned to stay back that night at Sandakphu (known among others for its unforgettable sunrise).

In the wee hours, noise outside my window woke me, when I opened, I found myself in a sea of snow. The trees and hills all decked in snow had turned it into a fairly tale setting, pleasurable moments were fleeting, so we immediately started playing in the snow, throwing snow to each other, making a snowman and clicking unforgettable snaps. Suddenly, everyone had turned into small kids, at least in their acts and laughter echoed all over the hills. If only things could last, nevertheless this is one place one must visit.


The rates at Sandakphu for a single person were:

Lodge : Rs. 60/- (entire bedding provided)
Meal : Rs. 50/- (heavy but only veg)
Breakfast : Rs. 25/-
Tea : Rs. 5/-

March 27, 2008: The next spot on the route was Phalut, and again after a heavy breakfast we stared for Phalut.

The trek was relatively easier as it was only an endless stretch of undulating (verdant landscape usually) snow except for the pathway. Immediately on the way from Sandakphu we were greeted by Rhododendrons of around 4 ft and lesser, natural bonsai. The cold atmosphere had stunted their growth, but the final stretch was bereft of any vegetation. Only when we reached the foot of the summit on which Phalut was perched did the climb again started. We reached Phalut at a height of 3600 mts above MSL and a 7 hours walk from Sandakphu.

From Phalut, Kanchenzonga is only 40kms straight as the crow flies and above the tourist hut is the view point which is the common point where Nepal, India and erstwhile Sikkim Kingdom meet. Here, one can also come across Yak trains en-route to Tapleyjung (Nepal) carrying salt and other essential commodities. On enquiry we found that the rates for food and lodging were similar to Sandakphu. The meeting point of Nepal, Darjeeling, India and Sikkim – Phalut or ‘Denuded Peak’ is known for its magnificent sun ray against the mountains.

As it grew very cold and we still had time in our hands, we changed our plans of staying and headed for Gorkhay at around 2.30pm. We took a shortcut and within 4 hours we reached Gorkhay at an altitude of 2480 mts above MSL.

On the way to Gorkhay, one can have a panoramic view of Samanden – The Lost Valley. Samanden, a fertile plateau in the middle of a dense alpine forest which is contrasted by the yellow and which mustard and pea flowers during season. It was already dark and all were tired so after dinner we went to sleep without much fuss. Along with the altitude, the rates too came down though slightly at Gorkhay.

Lodge : Rs. 45/- (entire bedding provided)
Meal : Rs. 35/- (heavy but only veg)
Breakfast : Rs. 20/-
Tea : Rs. 5/-

If the timing is such, one can also halt at Srikhola, a picturesque hamlet beside a stream with a small suspension bridge; no one will regret the stay at this scenic spot.

March 28, 2008: Around 6.00 am we headed towards Rimbik. Rimbik is a small town with a large hydel project and along the way we were accompanied by two small boys. They came us to show us the way and they prattled about their village and the school they went to which was occasionally visited by teachers. After, five and half hours walk we reached Rimbik at 2286 mts above MSL. There, after our lunch we boarded our cab bound for Darjeeling at 12.30 pm.

Darjeeling, popularly known as the "Queen of the Hills" and produces the famous Darjeeling Tea, one of the world's finest teas. It is also home to the Darjeeling Himalayan Railway , a World Heritage Site. Darjeeling is a district of West Bengal in the Shivalik hills. Darjeeling with its natural beauty provides a wide variety of activities from leisurely scenic walks to more grueling activities such as trekking and river rafting for the adventurous ones. Kalimpong, Kurseong and Siliguri are the major towns of the district.Area 11.4 sq. kms. Altitude 2134 mts (approx)
Population 100,000 (approx.)
Climate Summer: Max 14.89 deg C, Min 8.59 deg C
Winter: Max 6.11 deg C , Min .5 deg C
Rainfall 320 cm (annually)
Clothing Summer: Light woolen and tropical.
Winter: Heavy Woolens.
Language: Gorkhali, Bengali, Hindi and English.

We reached Darjeeling 3.30 pm and our trek was successfully completed.

Time taken:
25th March
Maneybhangyang to Jawbari – 6 hrs 30 mins (approx)

26th March
Jaubari to Sandakphu – 7hrs 30 mins (approx)

27th March
Sandakphu to Phalut – 7 hrs (approx) and Phalut to Gorkhay – 4 hrs (approx)

28th March
Gorkhay to Rimbit – 5 hours 30 mins (approx) and Rimbik to Darjeeling – 4 hrs (by cab)

General Information
Clothes: Ski Cap, Gloves, Muffler, Warm Jacket, Woolen Socks, warm trousers, durable and comfortable shoes (spots shoe advisable).

First Aid Kit : One must include painkillers, antiseptic ointment, bandages and band aids, Voloni Gel and other basic gel.

Miscellaneous: Camera, cold cream, pocket knife, torch with extra batteries, candles, matches, diary and pen and possibly a cellular phone as it can be used throughout the route.

Lastly but equally important:
It is a national resource so one should enjoy it as well as preserve it. The bio-diverse enclave has to e protected, so avoid hurting, plucking and carving on the growing trees. Boisterous behavior disturbs other and attracts bears (avoid it). The group if kept small can easily accommodate and everyone can enjoy. Do not litter, use only bio-degradable items as far as possible. Pick and burn any litter but make sure not to start a forest fire.

“Take nothing but memories and pictures, Leave nothing but your foot prints”

Maneybhangyang to Tonglu : 11 kms
Tonglu to Gairibas : 09 kms
Gairibas to Sandakphu : 12 kms
Sandakphu to Sabagram : 14 kms
Sabagram to Phalut : 15 kms
Phalut to Gorkhay : 15 kms
Gorkhay to Ramman : 08 kms
Ramman to Rimbit : 19 kms













Vishal Kirat Rai

Life has Changed

Here I am sitting in my office @ night
Thinking about life
How it changed from a maverick college life to strict professional life

How tiny pocket money changed to huge monthly paychecksbut then why it gives less happiness

How a few local denim jeans changed to new branded wardrobe
But then why there are less people to use them

How a single plate of samosa changed to a full Pizza or burger
But then why there is less hunger

Here I am sitting in my office @ night
Thinking about life
How it changed

How a bike always in reserve changed to bike always on
But then why there are fewer places to goHow a small coffee shop changed to cafe coffee day
But then why it feels like shop is far away

How a limited prepaid card changed to postpaid package
But then why there are fewer calls & more messages

Here I am sitting in my office @ night
Thinking about life
How it changed

How a general class journey changed to Flight journey
But then why there are fewer vacations for enjoyment

How an old assembled desktop changed to new branded laptop
But then why there is less time to put it on

How a small bunch of friends changed to office mate
But then why we always feel lonely n miss those college friends

Here I am sitting in my office @ night…
Thinking hard about life
How it changed….. How it changed

Friday, November 16, 2007

Remembering my classmates

Remembering my classmates after few year
My eyes still fill with tears
Everyone now is busy a lot
No one escaped destiny's plot

A month back, Saw the girl, whom once i thought my best friend.
Oops!Today she is someone else's girl friend.
After months, remembered about her for a little while.
Heard she is happy, that made me smile.

Project reviews to campus interviews.
Nicknames to last bench games.
Cultural rehearsals to love proposals.
Short term crushes to classroom blushes.

Everything is fresh in my mind.
Wish life could just rewind.
To laugh, play and rejoice.
Once again become college guys.

Chatting and laughing, we all were in elation.
Till the painful moment of separation.
When it was time to part.
We returned with a heavy heart.

Today life is full of commitments.
And too many worries.
But those cherished moments.
Will live forever in our memories!!

Friday, August 3, 2007

Gone are those Days...

Gone are the days……
When the school reopened in Febuary....
And we settled in our new desks and benches.
When we queued up in book depot,And got our new books and notes.
When we wanted two Sundays and no Mondays, yet Managed to line up daily for the morning prayers.
We learnt writing with slates and pencils, and Progressed To fountain pens and ball pens and then micro tips.
We began drawing with crayons and evolved to Color pencils and finally sketch pens.
We started calculating first with tables and then with Log tables and advanced to calculators and computers.
When we chased one another in the corridors in Intervals, and returned to the classrooms drenched in sweat.
When we had lunch in classrooms, corridors, Playgrounds, under the trees and even in short 15mins break.
When all the colors in the world, Decorated the campus on the Second Saturdays.
When a single P.T. period in the week's Time Table,Was awaited more eagerly than the monsoons.
When football was played with writing pads as balls, And Neckties and socks rolled into balls.
When few played "Dhyampool" and "Pan Dhungay" in scorching sun, While others simply played "Book Football" in the confines of classroom.
Of fights but no conspiracies,
Of Competitions but seldom jealousy.
When we used to watch Live Football telecast,
In the opposite house in Intervals and Lunch breaks.
When few rushed to "Conquer" window seats in their school Jeep.
While few others had "Big Fun", "Chock-o-bar","kulfi ice" and "Pepsi" at lunch time.
Gone are the days Of Sports Day, and the annual School Day,
And the one-month long preparations for them.
Gone are the days Of the stressful Quarterly,
Half Yearly and Annual Exams, And the most enjoyed holidays after them.
Of tenth and twelfth standards, when we Spent almost the whole year writing revision tests.
We learnt, we enjoyed, we played, we won, we lost,
We laughed, we cried, we fought, we thought.
With so much fun in them, so many friends,
So much experience, all this and more.
Gone are the days when we used to talk for hours with our friends.
Now we don't have time to say a HI.
Gone are the days when we played games on the road.
Now we code on the road with laptop.
Gone are the days when we saw stars shining at night.
Now we see stars when our code doesn't work.
Gone are the days when we sat to chat with friends on grounds.
Now we chat in chat rooms.....
Gone are the days where we studied just to pass...
Now we study to save our job
Gone are the days where we had no money in our pockets and fun filled on our hearts
Now we have the ATM as well as credit card but with an empty heart
Gone are the days where we shouted on the road.
Now we dont shout even at home
Gone are the days where we got lectures from all.
Now we give lectures to all... like the one I'm doing now....
Gone are the days
But not the memories, which will be
Lingering in our hearts for ever and ever and Ever and ever and Ever.....
NO MATTER HOW BUSY YOU ARE,
DON'T FORGET TO LIVE THE LIFE THAT STILL EXISTS...IT WONT BE THERE FOR EVER

Saturday, July 14, 2007



kiratirai

Thursday, June 21, 2007

Me & my Friends...

Wednesday, June 20, 2007

Darjeeling...