how difficult it is to get in and start to return to Zanskar Leh always understand when you finally overcome all the difficulties' and all the critical points, we arrive at the destination.
Every time you set foot ground unconsciously emit a sigh of relief.
To return to Leh on the advice of Sonam and his valuable help and reassurance we started with a jeep at 4 am.
Better pass the Wall '(one step more' high and demanding) at the 'soon. Better still not over it when it's hot 'cause the heat melts the snow, the streams swell, forming holes and cracks are difficult to overcome and could block the road. You 'cause there are not always the bridges, streams and rivers almost always lead down crossing the street and if the water is' such as this year, can be difficult to overcome.
Well let's start at 4. Sonam comes to meet us at the Mont Blanc and with the help of headlamps load luggage, tired and we settle on hard seats. Again I have to say goodbye to the valley of Zanskar, a mixture of sadness, happiness 'and melancholy gives me' an empty feeling in my stomach. At the wheel of twenty-six Stanzino Punchok Tungri that will prove 'a great driver.
Heaven and 'still black and starry, but the windows are already' all lit up, light and generally 'provided by solar panels. The Zanskar pa rise very early in the morning.
Padum individual on the right just outside the lights of the gompa Pibiting, Karsha lights scattered on the mountainside, as we pass through the villages of the valley. I look at everything with the eye of those who do not want to lose anything, for those seeking a hold of those who tries to recognize a village, a house, something to keep me still tied to the valley and its people. Zanskar
I leave a flower-filled than I had ever seen, full of water, even too much this year.
fields of barley is still too green to be in the middle 'in July, the season and' very late, and the winter 'was particularly hard and long, who knows' if the short summer will be' enough to ripen the barley?
the edge of the field flowers of all colors, purple, yellow, white, large wild rose bushes are still blooming everywhere among the rocks, the air he breathes a sweet perfume. Gia 'dream what' I've lived, but after an hour's drive a lot less sweet scent brings me back to reality ': A large stinks. The driver stopped, opened the hood, and 'still dark. No problem, back in the car and the engine restarts. Hopefully. Latest
villages, the police station and go to the pass. There are many rivers to cross with bated breath. The jeep stops for a moment, does not seem to do it, then starts swinging a bit dangerous' times, like a tractor than the hole, the mighty water and resumed the road.
At 9 o'clock we stopped for breakfast Rangdom, have already passed '5 hour drive and we did maybe a hundred kilometers. Let's continue our journey, still water, badly damaged road sections alternate with sections less demanding stretches of flat road at times tortuous alternate on the edge of precipices impressive. We reach the valley of the Suru, green. the roar of the swollen river accompanies our travel. The stretch of road that runs the height of the water and 'already' partly flooded.
We'll stop for lunch in one of the dirty and bad restaurants of Sankoo, the alternative would be to Kargil, but we want to avoid it being blocked and not be forced to change car and driver .. We share. We are able to meet and exceed free Kargil. Our taxi is not blocked. Cross the bridge and after 14 hours of travel punctuated by a couple of stops we finally reach Mulbek to spend the night in a guest house.
The worst seems past, but not 'so'. From Mulbek on the road and 'better, sometimes even well-paved, but work in progress are many and often must wait in line between the trucks and dust that the means will release the track. The 'means' human arms that are often live and work on the roadside breaking stones by hand and moving. They live with their families in small tents, women with children work more 'little tied back, the more' grown-ups play among dust and exhaust fumes. As we passed the rise Smilies opaque and greet with gray hands, smiling.
I think there is anything else to say, or maybe 'to see, because it' s difficult to explain under what conditions these people live.
Leh finally comes after about 9 hours away. Two days full, and all 'went smoothly, we had no major problems. The obstacles and difficulties' have been overcome by our driver brilliantly and without great loss of time.
Some fears for daring overtaking and stopping at the edges of precipices to pass columns of trucks are normally part of the trip.
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