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Day No. 7 & 8. Leh – Nubra Valley – Leh

Face No. 6 – Gold Standard Hospitality

Face No. 7 – Courageous Perseverance 

When I came from Pangong Tso Lake, I thought I had seen it all and nothing can match its beauty. But when you are in Ladakh, be ready to be bedazzled, every single moment. The breath-taking Ladakh highways are the real highway to paradise that can only be described when you are riding on a Bullet on the highest passes in the world.

One thing unique about Ladakhis is they have Gold Standard of Hospitality, in spite of staying in the most inhospitable land. I wanted to have a Royal Enfield experience on the highest motorable road of the world. And James made sure I experience it.

After a good night’s rest and a hearty breakfast of Samosa Cholla and Aloo ka parantha at Skara Punjabi Dhaba, near Leh Petrol Pump, I headed off to Nubra Valley. The route that I took from Leh to Nubra Valley is as follows:

Leh – Khardung La – Khalsar – Diskit – Hunder

Around 150 kms from Leh (5 hours), the route went through extreme ups and downs. The road was well maintained with no potholes in sight. I passed a bunch of cyclists, mostly foreigners, on their way up, huffing and puffing but persevering. Within an hour I reached South Pullu check post, at the base of Khardungla.

Leh is at approx. 11,500 feet elevation and Khardung La at 18,500 feet. The distance between the two places is just 40 kms. So, you gain a lot of altitude in a very short span of time. Hence it is prone to getting altitude sickness! But thankfully I had no such problem. The climb suddenly became steep and hazardous. However, the Enfield purred on effortlessly, leaving a cloud of dust.

BRO guys were doing road maintenance. So we had to wait for half an hour. I utilised the time to give rest to my bum and soak myself in the incredible beauty of the breathtakingly marvelous landscape.


En route To Khardungla Top, Nubra Valley

After a bumpy ride, I was literally at the highest point of my trip. The excitement levels were higher than 18,500 feet height. Khardung La Top towered over its neighbours and the valleys around looked dangerously deep. Lesser peaks played peek-a-boo around the clouds. Snow clad mountains were shining like diamonds. All around me, were naked mountains with no greenery. Rocks of various colours – pitch black, browns, bottle green, blue, grey, yellow and white.

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Posing for the shutterbug at Khardungla Top, 18380 ft height from sea level


Top View from Khardungla Top


Top View of other Mountain Peaks from Khardungla Top

So clear was the air, so large the canvas, so vivid the colours, any photograph taken here was bound to look a masterpiece. I was shivering but I couldn’t stop capturing the beauty around me. Finally James told me that we are advised not to stay there for more than half an hour as AMS can strike us anytime. So after a quick pee break at a messy loo, I headed to Rinchen cafeteria.


Standing tall with our proud jawans on worlds highest motorable road top – Khardungla

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Rinchen cafeteria, the worlds highest cafeteria, Khardungla Top

A warm cosy restaurant run by Army, supposedly the highest cafeteria in the world, offers you soupy Maggi and hot black tea. Tibetan lamps, flags and curtains adorned the little café. By the sheer number of mountain bikes and Royal Enfield Bullets it seemed like Khardungla Top was adventurers’ paradise. There is an also a small mandir and souvenirs shop run by army here.


Kudos to the mighty cyclists mountain-biking from Manali to Leh to Khardungla Top. Photo courtesy Darshan.

After Pee-Tea-Maggi-photo break, we started descending on to the northern side of Khardungla towards Nubra valley. The road suddenly became hazardous and dusty. The glacial melts had washed away the tar of the road and boulders of various sizes were strewn all over the path. However, the descent opened up the picturesque sights of a wide river basin. The Nubra River, a tributary of the Shyok River, meandered in a shallow delta over sands. I was mesmerised by the magic of the Master Weaver.


Shyok River en route to Nubra Valley

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Shyok river, Nubra Valley

Few kms ahead from Khalsar the road bifurcated into two, road on the left led to Diskit while the road on the right went to Panamik. After paying the entry fee of Rupees Forty towards the Wildlife Protection, the National Park/Sanctuary, we moved ahead to Diskit. A group of 10-15 bikers all in 40+ age group from Karnataka joined us.

We were famished. So we halted at CHO Café & Restaurant, Diskit for a lunch break. It was the first place that offered variety but the long wait made the haathi ghoda bhook more acute. We could do nothing but salivate at our foreign counterparts’ food plates. Anyway, after feeding ourselves and the Himalayan dogs, we moved ahead towards Hunder Village.

Nubra Valley is a land of contrasts. It is one of the few fertile green places in Ladakh. Paradoxically, it also has the only sand dunes in Ladakh. Spread over a few hectares on my right, I passed large breast-shaped sand dunes. On my left were spikey pinnacles of mountains of different shades of purple, yellow, brown, green and white rock.


Nubra Valley Top View from Diskit Monastery, Nubra Valley

Hunder sand dunes

Sand Dunes of Nubra Valley

After reaching Hunder, I started looking for a place to stay over. After knocking at few doors, I settled for Jamshed Guesthouse. It turned out to be my Home Away from Home.  The owner of the house, Jamshed, was extremely sweet and warm. He offered me the room with the best view.


Outside view from my room in Jamshed Guesthouse, Hunder, Nubra Valley

After freshening up and having the much-needed garma-garam chai, I was out to explore the much famous Sand Dunes and Double Hump Camel Safari. But I was shocked to see the plight of the poor Bacterian Camels. The place looked like a fish market. There were huge queues for the ride. Camels were not even given a moment’s rest between the rides. So I decided to give camel ride a miss and instead marveled at the brilliant view.


Shyok Tributary, near Sand Dunes, Hunder, Nubra Valley


Double Hump Bacterian Camel who looked famished and tired of tourists, pouring in for Camel Safari in Sand Dunes, Nubra Valley


Double Hump Camel Safari in Sand Dunes, Nubra Valley

After photo-ops, we headed towards the Hunder village. But we didn’t park ourselves at our guesthouse, we kept riding in the interiors. Everywhere there was a sweet fragrance of ripped apricots and apples. Adjacent to the serpent like road, an irrigation canal was flowing. The gurgling water was clear, icy cold brought straight from the glaciers nearby. We decided to ride through the cobbled streets. The beautiful kids with porcelain skin and blues eyes waved at us. The Sunset was an enchanting affair. The high mountains cast brilliant dark shadows, while the mountain tips were lit up in orange hues. It was like an amalgamation of day and night. The sound of music played on by dhug-dhug-dhug of the Royal Enfield, gurgling sound of the canal and twittering of birds.


Bridge over Shyok Canal, Hunder, Nubra Valley


Shyok Canal, Hunder, Nubra Valley


Sunset in Hunder, Nubra Valley

After roaming around till the end of the village, where the pakka road gave way to kaccha road, we returned to our Guesthouse. And I was exposed to the most humane side of Nubra. The staff was extremely courteous and generous. ‘No’ didn’t exist in their dictionary. They practised Gold Standard Hospitality in the most inhospitable land. When I requested for an apple and apricot from their kitchen garden, they gave me kilos of them. I had never tasted tastier fruit than those.


Apples growing in the Kitchen Garden of Jamshed Guesthouse, Hunder, Nubra Valley


Freshly plucked apricots and apples served as tea time snack at Jamshed Guest House, Hunder, Nubra Valley

The young boy Musa, owner’s son, was a charmer. He had startling blue eyes, black hair and ruddy cheeks. Staying in Nubra by no means meant he was less fashionable. He wore a Nirvana T-shirt, a neck wrap and a fake Rayban sunglasses, which he bought for 1000 bucks thinking he was buying an original one.


Musa – The Smiling Assassin at Jamshed Guest House, Hunder, who follows Gold Standard In Hospitality

After indulging in small talks with the staff, we ordered the dinner. All vegetables were organic and freshly plucked from the kitchen garden. Musa, the smiling assassin, brought our dinner and as he unveiled the covered plates, I almost had an orgasm! The palak paneer looked absolutely fresh and fabulous. The navratna korma was too appetising. I was fully satiated. Sleep came easy on a full stomach and a tired body.

However, in the middle of the night when I woke up and looked out of the window, I saw the night sky studded with sapphires. I could just reach out and grab a fistful. But the cosy bed was too cosy to allow me to get out of it. I happily retreated to my dreamland.

Next morning, as I crawled out of my cosy bed and opened the door, the fragrance of fresh air filled my lungs. I went out and sat on the garden plastic chair. Took a deep breath of the fresh air and felt it surging into each tiny pocket of my lungs. After a hearty breakfast of gobhi ka parantha, we went about doing the usual visitor business – visiting Diskit Monastery, Panamik village hot springs and Yarab Tso Lake.

32 metre statue of Maitreya Buddha near Diskit Monastery facing down the Shyok River, Disket, Nubra Valley

32 metre statue of Maitreya Buddha near Diskit Monastery facing down the Shyok River, Nubra Valley

After tick marking all the places, we headed towards Leh. Had a tea-pee-Maggi break again at Rinchen cafeteria.  There I met two KIWI girls who had specially come from New Zealand to do mountain biking in Ladakh. In mere nine days they had covered the journey from Manali-Leh-Khardungla. I was mighty impressed by their courage and perseverance.

So on my 7th and 8th day in Nubra Valley, Ladakh, I discovered two lovely faces of humanity:

  • Gold Standard Hospitality
  • Courageous Perseverance  

End of Chapter 6 and 7 /11

To be continued…

Old Chapters from ’11 DAYS IN LADAKH. 11 FACES OF BEAUTY.’ If you haven’t read them before, Here are the links:

Chapter 1 – Day 1 & 2

Chapter 2 – Day 3

Chapter 3 – Day 4

Chapter 4 – Day 5 & 6


  • Travel Season: May to August is the peak tourist season. But if you really want to see the Nubra Valley in full bloom without the hustle bustle of tourists, then visit in September
  • How to Reach Nubra: by road. Best is to ride an Enfield which can be hired for INR 1000/1200/1500 depending on the Engine CC you choose. In case you want yo avoid the dust then you can book shared taxis and private taxis from Leh itself. They charge 2200 per head. And can even arrange for your stay at Hunder.
  • Food & Accommodation: There are few Dhabas in Khardoong & Diskit Villages. You must stay over for a night in either Hunder or Diskit. Hunder has guest houses and campsites. Diskit has homestays option. Check with Himalayan-homestays.com, or www.ladakhiwomenstravel.com
  • Things to see in Nubra Valley
    • Diskit has a monastery which is largest and oldest Buddhist monastery in Nubra Valley and houses a 106 feet tall Maitrey Buddha statue. There is Lachung Temple as well which is quite close to monastery.
    • Hunder is famous for its sand dunes and double humped Bacterian Camel Safari.
    • Sumur: Somewhere between Sumur and Kyagar, you can visit Samstanling monastery.
    • Panamik has hot water springs and a sacred Yarab Tso lake nearby the entrance of the village
    • Turtuk: About 95 KMs from Diskit, was opened in 2010 for domestic tourists and in 2013 for foreign tourists. Since it was earlier in Pakistan therefore it is quite different landscape wise and culture wise from the rest of the landscape in Nubra Valley


  • vivek says:

    this blog increased my appetite(haven’t have lunch),the dishes u metioned towards end sonds ridiculosly delicious,

  • matheikal says:

    Nice pictures. The place looks formidable and yet inviting.

  • Nitin Balodi says:

    What a beautiful post. I really enjoyed . I am feeling jealous of you because I missed the chance to roam around Leh last year because of my bond with my company.
    The images are telling me that you were in the heaven for some days. You post was reminiscent of my friend Payal. She did the same – made me to feel jealous :p :3

  • The pictures are really beautiful.

    I so want to write more on what it feels to be reading through on your journey but then it’s too much to put in words.

    I could just say thank you for sharing thi with us. Now I’ve experienced a piece of Ladakh through my living room.

    Well, thats my only solace until I can manage to get there with some free time! 😛

  • samcvarghese says:

    Awesome Travelog yet again.. This time it was very informative and you highlighted the physical and other aspects of your travel and the places you visited !!! And the best part is : Your images/Pictures/Snaps… : Breathtaking..! 🙂 You got good lens vision my dear!! 🙂

  • Deepika says:

    Archana, I am going to LADAKH! Finally after such a long time, the jinx is broken. And reading your blog about this journey and looking at the photos- I am going crazy… <3

  • Good info. Lucky me I came across your blog by accident (stumbleupon). I’ve book marked it for later!

  • Thanks for the post. Just like your other posts, this one is also very useful and good to read. Look forward to reading more in the future. Cheers.

  • Subra says:

    You are a very good writer. Visiting places and seeing is one thing. But describing it in an interesting manner is a gift, which you have.

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