|
Destination Himalaya: A motorbike tour to Sikkim and Bhutan reported by Katrin Hockemeyer
The tour operator labelled his own tour as of gexpeditional
characterh That was no understatement... And even luckier for the girls was the sight of the tour guide, an exceptionally tall and very handsome bhutanese man called Tenzin. We didn't waste much time at the airport. There were three jeeps waiting for us to take us to Mirik, a small town in the mountains south of Darjeeling. It was a 2 hour drive and when we arrived it was already dark. But we got a look at our bikes parked in front of the hotel. The Royal Enfield Bullet is a classic bike, 500cc, pretty easy
to ride I thought, when we got to test them in the morning on the
streets of Mirik. That was good because my bike riding experience
was only about 7500km on very nice japanese roads around Tokyo before
the trip. After getting accustomed to the bikes for a bit we hit the road towards Darjeeling, only a 50km drive on mountain roads. Mostly we were going rather slowly and the roads were not too bad until we got close to Darjeeling. From 10km before the city it got quite challenging for me, the traffic got denser, the road had big, deep holes and we had to cross train tracks many times. I had no chance to enjoy the view of the hill station yet, I was too concentrated on the street. In Darjeeling we had some time for sightseeing, so we went to
the market and to the famous toy train's station. That were the
tracks we were crossing all the time... Another attraction in Darjeeling is to see the sunrise over the
mountains on Tiger Hill. We had to get up at 4 a.m. to get there
in time and to reserve good viewing spots. Unfortunately it was
cloudy and at first you couldn't see the mountains. But the sight
of the other 500 people of all nationalities standing there
in the cold, waiting and freezing was very colorful and entertaining. The second riding day started with traffic jam. And what was
worse: we had to go back the same way and cross over all those tracks
again! The hotel was near the Pemayangtse monastery that we visited
first thing in the morning. During the 160km ride of the day we
stopped at waterfalls and a holy lake with lots of prayer wheels
and flags. The next day was mostly riding, but since we only had 120 km
to go we had plenty of time and didn't have to leave that early.
Most of the other days, especially later in Bhutan, we started around
7.30h. It was a very cute little bungalow-style hotel and garden close to Rumtek monastery. It is run by a family and the mother showed us around their vegetable garden and the buildings where they keep their animals like cows and sheep to produce the guest's and their own food. First thing in the morning of course: We went to see the monastery
which is a very important one because it is the home of a famous
Lama. Beautiful colours and paintings. From Kalimpong we had to go a bit more to the south to ride through
the hot plains of Assam to the east before making our way
north again and across the border into Bhutan. From the border town of Puntsholing we rode about 100 km to the famous Paro valley, the location of Bhutan's most important attraction, the Tiger Nest Monastery. It consist of a few small buildings set on a steep mountain rock wall and looks as if it falls down any minute. We took the steep climb up to the monastery the next morning and enjoyed the scenerie. In the afternoon we went on to Thimphu, Bhutan's capital city and the smallest capital in the world. And there I saw the King! He was shopping in the main street paying a visit to every single shop there is. A huge crowd of spectators was following him around, security personnel in traditional bhutanese gkhohwas kept very busy. Obviously this was not a normal activity of the King. The next day was supposed to be very tough. And it was. We had
to start as early as 7 a.m. because we had to ride 220 km on mountainous
curvy road with lots of opportunities for sightseeing. First we
stopped at a pass with a very scenic view of the himalaya mountains
to the north. The Trogsa Dzong is even bigger and more beautiful than the one in Punakha, especially because it is not only used as the district's administration headquater but also as a monastery and lots of monks in their red robes run around the grounds. Great photo opportunities! We rode on to Jakar in Bumthang district. There we stayed for
two nights because of a local festival that was held the next day.
To be honest I was also happy at the prospect of a day without riding. The next morning we were hung over of course, but the festival was very nice. They had costume dances at the main temple and virtually everybody from the villages in the area came to watch. Whole families in their best dresses, lots of food stands and shopping pavillions had set up. Most tourists to Bhutan hardly get farther to the east then Trongsa
or Bumthang, so when we left the next morning we knew it would get
even more rural. At lunch break there was a bunch of school kids in their traditional dresses who were very interested in our digital cameras. The road got worse and then it happened: On a curvy downhill part I obviously was breaking too much with the front break in a curve with stones on the asphalt. The back wheel slipped and I fell. Fortunately I was wearing protetion gear and since I wasn't going fast nothing happened, no injuries or anything with the bike. But I was shocked. Especially because I was riding this bike for 10 days already on the worst roads and so far I did manage so well... The only solace I had was the fact that I was not the first one
to fall. Even some of the very experienced riders fell. But nobody
in the group was hurt, no bigger accidents. The last stop in Bhutan was Trashigang in the far east of the
country. The landscape totally changed, no more green woods all
over the mountains. It became warmer, more dry and brown, with only
grass and bushes covering the hills. The next day we went 200 km south to Somdrup Jongkhar, the busy border town to Assam in India. Just before we got there, we had to pass a 25 km (!) stretch of road construction. Basically there was no road yet... it was all gravel, sand and water, incredible dust, trucks approaching that we had to pass on narrow strips and to overtake in deep sand. The sun was so low already that it blinded us and I couldn't see a thing with all the dust in the air. When we finally got to the town's checkpoint, I just felt relief. I guess everybody did... So much for the gexpeditional characterh of the tour ;-) On the last day we had to make our way across the border to the city of Guwahati. The main obstacle here was the heavy indian traffic. For me normally riding a bike in Tokyo that was pretty easy compared to 25 km of road construction... Since most people like me were booked on a flight back to Delhi on the same day there was unfortunately not much time for goodbyes. I felt sad that I suddenly had to leave the people I spend the last two weeks with. That was a great tour for a first ever group tour of my life. Now I am thinking of booking a tour to Ladakh with the highest drivable road for cars (and bikes) in the world... Information: yA message from memberz
|