Dehradun

Road Trip to Rishikesh, Mussoorie and Dehradun

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We travelled 18km on the road upstream to reach the starting point.Then the guide gave us instructions regarding safety measures and the commands to be followed.

But rafting was nothing like I had imagined it to be. It was even more adventurous, awesome and very very tiring. Up close, the rapids are violent and the possibilities of mishap happening seem endless. The initial rapids were scary but we grew bolder with every passing one.

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Winter Drive to Snowy Dhanaulti

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Few days ago, one of a reader asked me that why have I stopped writing on Ghumakkar. I had no particular answer. She told that I should again start writing.

So here I am back again to share few of my short travel tales. Starting with one of the trip which I remember was Dhanaulti which I visited in Feb’14.

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Hotel Review – Saffron Leaf, Dehradun

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Room Tips:

Try to take Mussorie view rooms. There is a beautiful view of green Mussorie hills from there. Also, there is big empty ground on this side, with a beautiful nursery next to it. View on this side is very pleasant.

The rooms on the other side has a view of rooftop of nearby houses.

I rate this hotel at 4.5 on a scale of 5. Bit heavy on the pocket but 1 of the very few hotels in Dehradun which matches this standard of hospitality.

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My first hill ride from Delhi to Dehradun and Mussourie

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While planning for the route, we had no idea about the Saharanpur road conditions and more worse was leaving the highway for a while, anyway, next 40 kms or so were on kind of worse unending roads. You can imagine the roads with the fact that I was not driving straight literally even for a second and there was no road at all but just potholes filled with mud and water. We all were literally praying that when this road would come to an end cursing the local SP MLA.

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Trek to Nag tibba

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We started at 4:30 from Gurgaon – our usual time of leaving. It gives us an extra edge in avoiding the Delhi traffic. But still at this hour there were trucks plying in the middle of the road. Sometimes, I think what economic super power we are going to become when we can’t build a simple bypass to avoid Delhi. Anyway, we continued. In around 3 hours we reached Muzafarnagar bye pass. Now there are 2 routes to go from here.

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Rain Fury in Chakrata, Uttarakhand in June 2013 (Part I)

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We made ourselves comfortable in the tents, opened our bags to change the clothes but got the shock of our life as all the clothes inside the bag were equally wet like the clothes we were wearing. I decided to continue with my present set of clothes which got dried with my body heat in next two hours. The camp guys brought a battery driven LED light which ware barely emitting any light, some pakoras and masala tea by 7:30 pm in the evening. Our gang enjoyed these snacks and felt a little relieved and energetic, since we have not ate anything after breakfast. The Sun was setting behind the hills quickly and with the absence of electricity and inability to light the fire outside due to rain, darkness was building up inside the camp and outside. The sound of rain smashing against the camp started to scare us. Rajesh the dabangg, got dumb struck, the thing that was enthusing voice in him were the never ending songs of Gurdeep ‘Dil ro raha hai…’ to which Rajesh was getting irritated and saying ‘yaar chup ho ja, tere aise gaano ki wajah se hi itni barish ho rahi hai‘. Rest of us were enjoying this cat fight between the two and were trying to be back in holiday mood. Sanjay and me were quite sure that rain will subside by morning and we will be able to visit Tiger Fall. All were keen to visit Tiger Fall, but there was no voice coming out from dabangg bhai’s mouth. By 9 pm dinner was served, and post-that we slipped inside the quilts after closing the zipper inside tent. Very soon the camp got quite warm inside assuring us that atleast we will manage to have a decent sleep. We keep chit chatting inside our camp and occasionally across the camp of Gurdeep and Arun. The rain kept turning mightier with the darkness of night, and at a point we were not able to hear each other’s voice because of deafening collision sound between rain drops and tent. With prays for God, we slept in a hope of better tomorrow.

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Family Trip to Mussoorie and Rishikesh: Ambala to Mussoorie

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Cycle Rickshaws are available from this point for Municipality Garden, Library Chowk, Kempty bus stand etc. These Rickshaws are not allowed in market area beyond this point .Horse riding is also available from this point and it was allowed in market area also. We took some snacks there and after spending some good time there we start returning to our hotel through same market again.

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अन्नू भाई चला चकराता …पम्म…पम्म…पम्म (भाग- 2 ) रहस्यमई मोइला गुफा

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ये सब देखकर हम तो मानो जैसे स्कूल से छुटे, छोटे छोटे बच्चो की तरह दोड़ते भागते , गिरते पड़ते जब उस मंदिर नुमा ढांचे तक पहुचे तो एक बार को तो उसे देखकर हम तीनो सिहर से उठे। वो एक लकड़ी का बना मंदिर ही था पर उसमे न कोई मूर्ति न घंटा , हाँ उसमें इधर उधर  किसी जानवर के पुराने हो चुके  सिंग , कुछ बर्तन से टंगे हुए थे और एक लड़की का ही बना पुतला दरवाजे से बाहर जो की कोई  द्वारपाल सा लग रहा था। मन ही मन उस माहोल और जगह को प्रणाम कर अपने साथ लाये मिनरल वाटर की  बोतल से उन्हें जल अर्पण किया और परिकर्मा कर बड़े इत्मिनान से वहां बैठ दूर दूर तक फैली वादियों और शान्ति का मजा लेने  लगे। थोड़ी देर बाद सोचा  के चलो ताल में नहाते है फिर कुछ खा पीकर गुफाओ को ढूंढ़ेगे।

पानी का ताल जो की थोडा और आगे था जल्दी ही दिखाई दे गया लेकिन वहां पहुँच कर नहाने का सारा प्रोग्राम चोपट हो गया। कारण उसमे पानी तो बहुत था परन्तु एक दम मटियाला। सो सिर्फ उसके साथ फोटो खीच कर ही मन को  समझा लिया। अब बारी  गुफा ढूंढने की तो लेकिन वहां चारो और दूर दूर तक कोई गुफा तो नहीं अपितु मकेक बंदरो के झुण्ड घूम रहे थे। जो की हम पर इतनी कृपा कर  देते थे की हम जिस दिशा में जाते वो वहां से दूर भाग जाते थे। हम तीनो काफी देर अलग अलग होकर  ढूंढते  रहे पर हमें तो कोई गुफा नहीं दिखी सिर्फ शुरू में आते हुए एक छोटा सा गड्ढा नुमा दिखाई दिया  था।

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On the way to Kedarnath

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Srinagar received its name from Sri Yantra, a mythical giant rock, so evil that whoever set their eyes on it would immediately die. The rock was believed to have taken as many as thousand lives before Adi Shankaracharya, in the 8th century AD, as a part of an undertaking aimed to rejuvenate the Hindu religion across India, visited Srinagar and turned the Sri Yantra upside down and hurled it into the nearby river Alaknanda. To this day, this rock is believed to be lying docile in the underbelly of the river. That area is now known as Sri Yantra Tapu.

On the way to Srinagar we saw a broken bridge which was built recently across Alaknanda and damaged too during construction. Six labourers die during that time thereafter the construction was not restarted.
We all were enjoying our journey in our own ways as some were busy in clicking pictures of the natural beauty of Uttrakhand , some were sleeping as we got up early in the morning & kids were busy in singing and playing cards.

After 35 kms from Srinagar we reached Rudarprayag , named after Shiva (Rudra). Here Alaknanda river from Badrinath and Madakani river from Kedarnath meet.

From Rudarprayag the road separated for Kedarnath & Badrinath, left road goes to Kedarnath & right one towards Badrinath.

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