Cold breeze of January was gushing through the brief gap at the window beside the seat where i was hitting my head amidst half-sleep. Fortunately it was not foggy and at times i was listening to the occasional laughs of Lamas traveling with in the same bus. Next morning, I was in Rampur and bridge on the timid Sutlej welcomed me in the morning.
Inquired about the next taxi (or any sort of transport for that matter) to Kaza and none had any concrete answer. There might be a bus or taxi in next couple of days or may be not. Before leaving Delhi, I decided not to return back until I make it to Kaza so I was not at all restless with those hopeless answers. Indeed headed my way further onwards to Rekong Peo to live up to a promise from summers.
Enroute, bus stopped at Jeori.
In a short while, I made it to Rekong Peo. Unhurried winter life in an overcast day
Wandered in the streets of Rekong Peo, stuffed my self with Chinese noddles and washed those down with Chai. Rekong Peo could not hold me for long and I reached Kalpa, little hamlet fronting mighty Kinnaur Kailash. Besides, I wanted to revisit the memory lane. Here is a rare glimpse of snow-white Kalpa which is mostly seen vivid, green full of orchards and apple trees.
After white washing my memories, I descended back to Rekong Peo and strolled through the lanes of Peo. I also realized that there is no transport to Spiti for next couple of days so the only option was to either wait or ask for the ride in the Tempo traveler which was hired by lamas at Rampur but was fully occupied. With uncertainly ahead, I woke up very early and gotten down to NH-22 for a fortunate ride to Spiti. Amid scintillating smell of Deodar, mornings rays fell over the snow-capped mountains.
Breaking the dawn, mini bus arrived in the form of my last hope to reach Kaza. Lamas were generous to offer me little space in the aisle and were happy to see me as fellow traveler...Yet Again and Now along the shore of Satluj, I was heading to the wild, Spiti in Winters.
Now the another side of Sutlej with snow-filled banks which i came across while returning back from the magic land.