I have been told to use less facts and more emotion in my blog.... so lets see how this goes...!
So having met Mel, Saqib, Ryan and Jane the day before we embarked on a two day adventure through the Himalayas in their car.
An early start and we just about managed to stuff 6 adults and 2 kids luggage and all into one car... Driving in India is always an experience and much of that comes down to who is driving you as much as who is on the road with you... Saqib turned out to be a good driver, fast and likes to overtake as much as possible, but I think we all felt safe.
The landscape was stunning with desert mountains mixed with river valleys of the Indus and scattered villages.along the way. We stopped for lunch in a village with a camp-site called swastika which does not mean the same for Indians as it does for many other people.
Saqib was keen to get to one stretch of mountain before dark as it was single track dirt road which meant if a truck was coming the other way, you had to reverse with sheer drops into ravines...nice... we were making good time when we came across a small obstruction, the had dug the road up and were placing a metal pipe into the hole, the whole thing took about half an hour... finally we made it to the mountain path and fortunately followed another car and came across no trucks!!
We arrived at our destination after a couple of stops to check our paperwork and pay some road taxes... Kashmir the land of red beards and Islam in the mountains.
The farm where we stayed was based in a rural village where the did trekking up to nearby lakes... we spent the day with them, horse riding and walking before continuing our journey onto Srinagar.
So having met Mel, Saqib, Ryan and Jane the day before we embarked on a two day adventure through the Himalayas in their car.
An early start and we just about managed to stuff 6 adults and 2 kids luggage and all into one car... Driving in India is always an experience and much of that comes down to who is driving you as much as who is on the road with you... Saqib turned out to be a good driver, fast and likes to overtake as much as possible, but I think we all felt safe.
The landscape was stunning with desert mountains mixed with river valleys of the Indus and scattered villages.along the way. We stopped for lunch in a village with a camp-site called swastika which does not mean the same for Indians as it does for many other people.
Saqib was keen to get to one stretch of mountain before dark as it was single track dirt road which meant if a truck was coming the other way, you had to reverse with sheer drops into ravines...nice... we were making good time when we came across a small obstruction, the had dug the road up and were placing a metal pipe into the hole, the whole thing took about half an hour... finally we made it to the mountain path and fortunately followed another car and came across no trucks!!
We arrived at our destination after a couple of stops to check our paperwork and pay some road taxes... Kashmir the land of red beards and Islam in the mountains.
The farm where we stayed was based in a rural village where the did trekking up to nearby lakes... we spent the day with them, horse riding and walking before continuing our journey onto Srinagar.
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