From the Gurudwara Pathar Sahib we proceeded to the magnetic hill
Everywhere around us we could see a rough terrain with hardly any trees but as our car passed through, each bend and corner offered us a delightful stark but rich palate of scenery, the pristine white clouds played a lovely chorus to the beautiful ballet being played by the nature
Our next stop was at the Magnetic hill which lies at a distance of 30 km from Leh on the Leh- Kargil highway, it is at an elevation of around 14,000 feet above sea level.
We were told that this is one of the major tourist attractions and an almost essential stopover for all those who travel to Ladakh.
Many magnetic hills exist all over the world but this hill has some mystery and history attached to it and this always attracts tourist interest
Locals believe that this road leads straight to heaven, some say that the hills rising high above the road have magnetic power
We found that the hill was girdled by the Sindhu river on one side and had the mighty Himalayan range guarding it on one side
Whether it is an optical illusion or fact, the Magnetic Hill in Ladakh has mysterious magnetic property that surely draws tourists from across the world.
We parked our car and got down, we were already dazed by the beauty of the mighty nature around us and therefore were stunned to see cars getting parked in the designated area in neutral and drivers to make it obvious that they were not running the vehicles could be seen perilously swinging out of their cars
Some were trying to stand, sit or lie down on the road , did they believe that they would tumble down the hill like Jack and Jill due to magnetic gravity I wondered ,my husband and I were very amused by the antics being displayed by some of the young tourists
Our driver said that the Magnetic hill is an optical illusion caused by the descending and rising terrain, it could be true because alignment of the road and the absence of a visible horizon due to the huge hills around creates a downward slope to appear like an upslope ,this leads to the car slowly gaining momentum which appears to be going uphill against gravity when in fact it is rolling downhill
However it is said that the hills do have magnetic influence and the planes don’t fly over these hills
We took the mandatory photographs, the area had some cafes scattered with the tea and noodles
We next visited the Sangam, the Indus Zanskar confluence which was around 35 km away from the town of Leh towards Kargil, on the Leh – Kargil – Srinagar National Highway located in the Nimo Valley.
The green tinged Indus river originates in the Tibetan plateau near Manasarovar range and is one of the longest rivers in Asia. It was the lifeline of the great Indus Valley civilization and the Harappan civilization of India which were some of the most ancient, rich, and planned civilizations mankind has ever witnessed.
The Indus river drains the dry and deserted terrains of Ladakh's landlocked valley and serves as its lifeline for water
The shiny blue Zanskar has its origin in Zanskar valley and is a tributary of Indus river and merges into it from the north-eastern direction.
In the summer season, Zanskar is swollen and rapid, while Indus is comparatively calmer. In the winters, Zanskar slows down and is completely frozen at a lot of places, enabling the legendary Chadar Trek , while Indus flows fast, with ice floating on it.
We found roads cut into the slopes of the barren mountains to take us to the Sangam. We stopped at the view point on top of the hill where we could appreciate the distinct color difference, the muddy green Indus merging with the blue Zanskar river .
We slowly drove down and found that the sight was too beautiful even to describe, luckily the tourists were few, river rafting activities had not yet started and the customary cafes were sleepily opening up and few local Ladakhis selling local handicrafts, almonds and apples could be seen.
We stepped down into the flowing water at the bank and found that the water force was very strong, we were advised not to go too far inside
My hubby as usual ragged me saying that I could have traveled down the river to Pakistan if I had the foresight to take a visa, I gritted my teeth and gave back a feeble grin
We found on the hills, slogans written by the Border Roads Organization, Project Vijayak “ BRO at your service ,pride of the nation, Hope you enjoyed the ride ”
Wherever we went in Ladakh we found these brave hearts protecting the land, repairing the roads at jet speed wherever there were landslides which were very common in these areas due to the snow melting and flowing down the mountains in form of streams
The Border Roads Organization (BRO) is a road construction executive force in India that provides support to and is now a part of the Indian Armed Forces. BRO develops and maintains road networks in India's border areas and friendly neighboring countries.
By 2022, BRO had constructed over 55,000 km of roads, over 450 permanent bridges with a total length of over 44,000 meter length and 19 airfields in strategic locations. BRO is also tasked with maintaining this infrastructure including operations such as snow clearance
Our next and last trip for the day was to Spituk Monastery, also known as Spituk Gompa or Pethup Gompa, a Buddhist monastery in Spituk, in Leh district, 8 kilometers from Leh.
It was founded by Od-de in the 11th Century when he introduced the monastic community to this region. Spituk means exemplary
The monastery has 100 monks living there and a giant statue of Kali / Vajrabhairava .
We parked our car and started climbing up, seeing the height at which the monastery was built, my heart almost skipped its beat, observing the dismay on my face, my hubby told me this was the reason he was hesitant to choose Ladakh as we are too old to do such adventures, of course his words naturally egged me on and set me going ahead bravely
As we climbed up we found that that the monastery was multi-leveled with steps leading to series of courtyards and we could rest for some time on the pretext of looking around
We could get the first view of beautiful Leh valley on one side and Shey and Phey on the other side where there was lot of greenery.
The air was very windy and there was silence all around us, view of Indus flowing down the valley was awesome and one could feel one with nature.
We saw a giant prayer wheel on our way up and I dutifully turned it in the clockwise direction
The Dukhang Hall is the largest building and has two rows of seats running the length of the walls to a throne at the far end. Sculptures and miniature chortens are displayed on the altar.
There is also a collection of ancient masks, antique arms and fine thangkas.
We were at the monastery for a while and tried to meditate as the peaceful surroundings were very conducive, suddenly we were rudely disturbed by an irate monk who asked us to leave ,probably he was feeling hungry and wanted to lock up
I asked him how much more climb we had to do to go to kali temple ,he muttered there is no kali and swinging his hefty bundle of keys he left for his abode, though I was upset with his rudeness I was impressed by the intricate door handles
We were now sceptic but still persisted as we had climbed so far indeed higher up the hill was the Mahakala Temple, containing the shrine of Vajrabhairava . As I was feeling very thirsty with all the climbing ,I had a glass of water from the bronze containers placed all through the monastery ,the water was ice cold and very tasty and refreshing
Apart from Buddha idol, we saw different idols of Maha Kala /Vajrabhairava though the face of the idol was covered. Locals often refer to this place as Kali Mata Mandir but it is the temple of Mahakala the fiercest Buddhist guardian divinity. The terrifying face of Vajrabhairva is unveiled only at the annual festival in January.
Inside the Gompa, a monk was beating a drum and chanting prayers which had a musical slant and were relaxing
Devotees had offered money, fruits, tetra pack fruit juices, Mazza and Coca-Cola which was quite a unique sight for us, oil lamps were lit as in any monastery
Every year, on the 17th and 19th day of the 11th of the Bodhi month, the Gelukpa order of monks celebrate the Spituk festival known as Gustor.
During the festival, the lamas wear masks of religious deities and perform the dances about good and evil and mythological stories related to the Buddhism.