New Year Eve – 31st
Dec, 2014
People
were busy planning for New Year eve celebration, few talked about year to be
gone and a hope from the coming year and youths expecting night to fall early
so that they can attend the rarely organized disco party.
But we were in our first day
journey in search of the elusive wild beast in silent valleys beyond tree line.
Towards the evening in our camping site in a hut at base of Gangsa-gungsa
pass, we made a bonfire not to celebrate but warm ourselves from extremely cold
weather beneath clear sky. Meanwhile, we drank a brandy to relieve form
exhaustion and talked about how joyfully we could have celebrated the eve, had
we been back at home with rest of the family and friends.
New
Year – 1st Jan, 2015
Wishing:
Few kilometers away
from first camping site, we reached Gerkhu from where Sakteng valley was
visible along with the snow capped mountain of Arunachal Pradesh behind it.
B-mobile network was accessible and friends rested for a while busy calling
their love ones to wish a New Year. They ringed from the steady position as
mobile signal was quite weak and restricted to some position only. Since our
New Year eve was in a field, friends were interested in talks about how their
love ones made eve back at home in their absence. I saw a smile on my team
member’s face, while being able to wish and get wished a new year (2015) from
families and friends back at home.
At
very moment, all were happy and forgot the hardship they faced climbing Gangsa
Gungsa ( 4100 m asl) passage the day
earlier while journeying from Merak valley and more hardship to come when we
further venture into the extreme border to the India.
Our
next campsite for tonight was at Sukteng, a place several hours journey though
the path cutting the mid valley of the rugged mountain. We split into a team of
two groups, group comprising of three of us took a ridge top path and rest walk
towards the Sukteng with extra luggage of ours carried by them. Team following
ridge top was meant for surveying and looking for the signs of snow leopard and
their primary prey like blue sheep.
Following
the ridge top of the rugged mountains, we walked for entire day covering aerial
distance of almost 3km. While looking for the signs along transect (ridge top),
the feaces containing berries (Berberis
spp), some red colored chili resembling fruits and at times undigested
chili were in frequent encounter. Instantly we couldn’t identify the species
and collected the sample.
Below,
in the mid valley others friends reached our camping site but to their dismay ,
the hut was very far from the water source and neither there was any snow
nearby to replace the water for cooking tonight. Though exhausted, they
travelled to next suitable camping site at Thangpoche, which was literally
located behind a mountain that was majestically overlooking the Shukteng
valley. It was another additional 3 to 4 hours uphill journey for them with
extremely heavy luggage without a proper lunch to eat.
When we saw them walking through
a narrow steep path via our binocular from the apex of 4350m high mountain top,
our heart ached and felt sorry for our struggling friends. But there was no way
we could lent them our helping hand as we too were exhausted travelling rugged
ridge top under windy atmosphere and with our little remaining energy we are
left with another 2.5 km aerial distance
to be surveyed before reaching a camp.
Lungzang
Nagtsog (4350 m asl): I was overlooking the majority of
the peaks in pale yellowish color along with a trace of accumulated snow in
northern aspect, and a home to a numerous frozen lakes from the apex of the mountain were I was
resting. The glaciered peaks of the India are seen sparkling on the strike of
rays of scorching heavenly eyes behind from us.
Alpine
scree characterized the dark boulders of varying size stacked flawlessly above
the grassland was lying silently beneath my resting place which literally made
me sense like a giant and mountains as a miniature toys.
Twins
of Lungchepa tso along with few huts and a Thangpoche tso in a frozen state
were vivid from the apex.
Lartso: An hour later, we reached Tso Garbu
Lartso a place with three different lakes situated adjacent to each other. They
differ in size and a color, the largest among them is a Merakpa lartso,
followed by Saktengpa and the smallest is a lartso of Botpa. But in terms of
color, Botpa lartso is darker in comparison to other two. Local consider that
color indicates the wealth and dark is the representation of wealthy nature.
We
watched Tso Garbu Lartso by resting on Papthra top, which I would consider as
best vantage point for enjoying the scenario of the Lartso which were
surrounded by the Alpine scree in three side and remaining north facing aspect
with lush green Rhododendron scrub.
Peaceful was the wide open valley
were we walked at our maximum pace to make at our camp before dark falls, so
was the sun setting behind the mountain and moon in its early rise to
illuminate the lifeless valley in their own pace.
Geology: Grasses were yellowish and dry,
lakes frozen and hardly visited by any wildlife at this cold season, the valley
was silent and lifeless but not charmless. Geological formation at such a high
altitude has a variety to be showcased; on our way towards Thangpoche (campsite
for tonight) the gentle sloped valley was full of a foot tall mud projection
from the ground that resembles thousand of real miniature mountains lying in
front of us. I couldn’t comprehend what was that feature all about and how they
might have formed which was distinct from rest of the valley I have visited
till date.
Exploration
– 2nd Jan, 2015
After
a tiresome day long survey along rugged ridge top, I wished for a sound sleep
at the night in silent lifeless open valley. But wishes remained as a wish
only, when docile atmosphere in such an altitude (above 4000 m asl) is short
lived and are unpredictable. Late night inside 8 men tent, we could hardly
sleep with profound snoring made by the fellow mate and worsen by the ghostly
gusty wind striking now and then on the tent pitched in open ground making a
variety of loud banging sound. The night
was terrible except for our local guides who preferred sleeping inside a hut.
It
was our second day that we didn’t wash our face as water was scarce in high
altitude during the dry winter season and has to be fetched from quite a far
distance but at least managed to waste a cup of water to brush our teeth
thinking that it might stink.
On
day break, we had a heavy breakfast as everybody was aware that no lunch will
be served in a field and has to depend on 2 packets of Perli-G biscuit, a Wai
Wai noodle and a bottle of black tea provided to individuals before dispersing
from base camp.
This
time, further the group was subdivided into three sub groups. Two subgroups
were assigned to survey different grids which were in different direction and
remaining group comprising of two members were assigned to guard the base camp
along with other chores like fetching of firewood and water.
Sub
group led by Mr. Jangchuk volunteered to survey the grids located towards
Phothongkorong side and remaining towards Zere and Zeredonglok.
My
group: Our plan for the day was to trek
and survey ridge tops of Kateng –po Phodrang, a mighty mountain formed by the
unstably stacked stones of Himalayan scree. After more than an hour walk, at
around 8:20 am, we started our climb from the base (near to 4100 m asl). As
mandatory, we marked the base as starting point of transect to be surveyed by
recording necessary information in a provided format.
Just
few meters move from the start point, we were thrilled to spot faeces of the secondary
predator, which was quite new. With hope
of more signs to be encountered, our team happily started the survey through
rugged ridge top.
It
took us almost three hours to reach the apex of the mountain where climbing was
started before the golden sun rays stroked the valley. During the three hours
uphill trek and survey, we could come in direct encounter with a Pika and scats
of secondary predators but still no signs of snow leopard or their primary
preys despite a potential habitat.
Kateng-po
Phodrang (4250m) was a peak of the mountain on
which we were surveying. From that vantage point of the Phodrang, our base camp
was visible alike to a blue spot in the middle of a pale yellowish surrounding. Through the Bushnell binocular we could see
camp guarding friends collecting firewood from the dead scrubs of Juniper. Owing
to the extremities of the place and height, places like Shar Tenzin Ganng at
Aurnachal Pradesh were visible without any visual aids. Indian mobile network
was in full access but couldn’t make a call with our sim card.
On
top of very rugged mountain any minute ready to compromise with the skidding of
the unstably stacked stones if walking carelessly; Kateng-po (local deity) Phodrang
( Palace) was marked with Chorten like structure constructed by the herders
with piling stones. Chorten of my height (5.3 ft) tall stands proudly
overlooking the valley facing snowcapped Jomo kungkhor (Abode of lady Aum Jomo)
range. Stone of several feet tall and vertically erected in the nearby surrounding
resembles the standing army genuinely guarding the Phodrang from a distant
view.
Several
meter before we actually entered those erected stones, our local guide paid his
homage to the deity by offering a tea and a biscuit from his bag on a flat
stone as he belong to those locality and instructed us that dirtying of the nearby
area of the Phodrang with any human waste is unacceptable and will bring in bad
weather if done so.
After
a brief rest on the top, we started to descend in to ridge leading to other
side of the mountain from where we can start surveying Zere and Zeredong-lok.
With every vertical climb, every component of the nature is noticed
changing. Air becomes thinner making
difficult to breath, depth of soil becomes thin with exposed rocky cliffs and
screes, height of the trees becomes shorter and results to the growth of
scrubs, mostly south facing aspect with dry barren grassland with rock
outcasts, on other hand, northern aspect with lush green rhododendron scrub of more than a meter tall with very moist ground surface.
In
most of the south facing aspect, sporadic growth of Juniper scrub is seen
dominating the rest of the allied species like Rhododendron anthropogon (Balu) and R. setosum (Sulu) are found in this
locality. They consist of Balu, Sulu (Rhododendron
spp) and Adrung karpo (white scentless fungal).
While
I was resting on a ridge top, I could not endure pain of witnessing the peaks
without a snow at this time of year (January) and several lakes turned into a
pool of stone chips later transforming it into a platform of wracked dry mud
deprived of any vegetation.
Zere:
A place which is equally divided into two
different vegetation types right from the centre of the ridge line. It is
amazing to see the role of the aspect in shaping vegetation types despite a
same geographical location and identical altitudinal range.
South
facing aspect has grassland right from the Fir forest down the deep valley
several hundred meters below the ridge line and a mountain facing that
grassland with northern aspect (probably same elevation) has a lush green Fir
forest. Than other side of the mountain with grassland in southern aspect with
same altitude but facing northern aspect harbors well cover of Rhododendron
along with Fir down the valley and a deposit of snow underneath.
On
trekking through ridgeline looking for the signs of wildlife, I was literally
enjoying being able to touch two entire different ecosystem from a single
position.
As
we continued our search towards Zeredong-lok and Kebulungtsen, altitudes were
declining with every footstep and vegetation transforming to a Fir zone and
longitude gains one additional degree (i.e. normal 091oE longitude
become 092oE while reaching there) on top of usually displayed 091o
E inside the Bhutan.
Herders hut: They are
constructed by stacking of the flat stone with wooden flooring and shingle
roofing over it. Majority of the huts will have a small window but lacks in
few. Although, the water could be the priority; all the grasslands are never
blessed with all kinds of necessities. So, the locations of the Brokpa huts are seem to be generally prioritized based on the availability of grazing
ground for their livestock rather than a constant drinking water source. To address the problem of water scarcity in
their daily life, Brokpas fetch water
via rainwater harvesting while their stay in high altitude hut during warmer
season.
Back
to base camp: While returning to the camp, we
took a mid valley trail as transect all the way from the Zere till our morning
starting point at the base of mountain Kateng-po Phodrang. Trail was more than
a 7 km long (ground distance) with narrow cutting through the mid valley of the
scree mountain. Either side of the
narrow steep path was totally covered with unstably stacked boulders with no
way to escape if any boulders accidentally roll against us triggered by windy
atmosphere.
Approximately
with near to three hours walk, thank God, we could safely make to the end of
the narrow trial without any accidents.
Exhausted
without proper lunch, dehydrated and joints aching, finally we reached to the
base camp while final sun rays were bidding farewell of the day to the majestic
Kateng-po Phodrang.
Base
camp: On drinking of sweet hot black teas
served by the friends in the camp,it really regained our energy and so do was
with other team who trekked on the way towards Phothongkorong. With little left
energy and additional regained from the tea, friends were busy sharing their
day long experiences and sighting. Bird enthusiast were existed about their
direct sighting with Tibetan Snow cock, an some by the beauty of the landscape
while few busy identifying their collected samples. But as a team we were
content with the day’s survey as could add one more predator, an unidentified
lesser cat in our list that was not sighted in yesterday’s survey.
Attempt-
3rd Jan, 2015
Thangpoche
camp to Phothongkorong: We woke up earlier than
yesterday, as there was a long journey to be made to reach our next grid at
Phothongkorong, which was intended to be our base camp for surveying next four
grids adjacent to it.
But
to my surprise, two of our eldest team members were suffering from acute
altitude sickness which hampered their appetite and faces were swollen. We were left with no other option than to send
the sick members back to low land taking into account of their safety.
Sending
back of two members were a burden for remaining eight of us, since we have to
carry additional luggage (mess item) that has been carrying by two of them till
yesterday. Vigorously trekking for last three days and now with additional load,
our journey was comparatively becoming quite challenging.
Sick
friends and rest of us departed at 7:30 am from Thangpoche camp, they returned
towards Merak and we trekked to Phothongkorong. Weather was fine as usual in
the morning with clear sky.
Initial
snowfall: At
9:30 am, after uninterrupted trek for two hours through narrow steep undulating
paths notably used by the livestock and herder before their winter migration;
we reached in the mid of Lungzang ridge. Engrossed in trekking, we forgot to
notice the sky by then which was dark in color with heavy clouds overshadowing
the sun. I was obvious that weather was going to change but did not expect to
be so quick.
While
we were taking a brief rest in the mid of Lungzang ridge, along with a wind a
cold white substances settled on my warm checks which I couldn’t comprehend
what it was. But on looking towards the wind flow, I could see that white
flakes of snow ridding on wind and realized that it was snowing.
It made us worried as we have yet
not reached a half way to our final destination at Phothongkorong. A panicked
local guide inform us that to reach our destination we have to climb few more
mountain which may not be possible if snowfall continuous.
Lungzang
valley: Hopping
that snow will recede; I insisted we should keep going and started our journey
again. But snowing became intense with time and forced us to take a refuge in
the Lungzang valley. There was few numbers of Sakteng pa huts to take a
shelter and a semi frozen lake for fetching water.
We
took a shelter of the best hut among all and few of us started gathering fire
wood for warming and cooking while other went for fetching water from the lake
that was located near to 50 meters distance from our shelter for the day. The valley was located above tree line with
scrub vegetation and firewood was not available. So we have to use those fire
woods that were hidden inside the Barberis
bush by the summer resident herders; in fact we were stealing their most
difficultly gathered firewood. I can visualize that it might take a day to
fetch backload of firewood in such area but we were left with no other
alternatives. It was a matter of freezing to death or to maintain the pride of
not using other property without prior permission.
After
having a quick lunch, we attempted trekking to our final destination but in
vain. Snow started piling over the ground surface now and then. Every single
minute was valuable as more than a foot of snow pileup was there within three
hour of snowfall and was still falling vigorously without any sign of improvement
in weather. Most worrying was that we
still have a night to halt there before we can really retreat back to Merak.
That
evening there was no ground surface left for pitching our tent due to snow; so
we somehow manage to pitch inside one of the poorly insulated hut.
High
altitude lakes look clean from a distant but on filtration using a cloth, lots
of red minute bugs were seen floating over a cloth piece and nor water tasted
fresh.
Though
vigorously snowing outside, we had a great chat during dinner time surrounding
a dimly lit hearth to warm ourselves at the best. To distract from the
anticipated hardship with tomorrows journey, friends keenly engaged in
narrating jokes and their funny childhood incidents. Intense laughter prevailed
in the hut until we dispersed for sleeping.
Night
was comparatively peaceful than previous halt; wind couldn’t strike over our
tent as it was pitched inside the hut.
Retreating
day- 4th Jan, 2015
We
had an early breakfast hopping to start early journey to Shukteng. Colorful
valley was turned into a monochromic smooth surface with constant snowfall
throughout the night. Weather was windy and snowing still with no indication of
any improvement. With accumulation of
more than a knee height snow over the ground surface, no traces of well trekked
track or any route were visible. White surface looked fresh and fragile with
least undulation which made the journey worse. With slight carelessness on
making ones next footstep, probability of losing the life was extremely high while
passing through the mid of the stiff cliff.
On
other hand, trekking via ridge top to avoid heavily accumulated snows down the valley
was further challenged with heavy snowfall accompanied by gusty high altitude
wind that weakened our vision. At times, we were forced to take a support of
each other and standstill lowering our face downwards to confront the painful
beating from the ghostly wind along with huge flakes of snow.
For
last three hours vigorous trekking and making a way over snow pile with not
less than twenty kilograms of load in our rucksack, everyone were exhausted and
few caught with altitude sickness. But distance to our intended camp was almost
double the distance we could trek since last three hours.
Everybody
was in desperate need of rest for a while and warmth from fire before
attempting to cross the snowcapped pass ahead of us.
Team
took a shelter in a hut located below the snowcapped pass ahead of us to rest
for a while. With brief resting inside the hut, we comforted our self with
energy supplement like glucose power and a biscuits along with a cup of hot tea
from our hot water bottle. Some even had to take a medicine to relieve from
acute headache.
Though
exhausted and some sick, we could finally reach to our next camp after near to
three hours walk via ridge and valley severely thrashed by the snowflakes
driven by the gusty wind.
Shukteng
hut: Located
at the mid valley of the mountain, hut was comparatively in better condition.
It was spacious enough to accommodate eight of us with better insulation. But
water was scarce in that area. We had to depend on the snow for cooking which
landed up consuming more fire wood. Firstly we have to melt the snow to produce
water by immense heating which later is use for drinking and cooking.
Still
windy and snowing outside, that night I suffered from the altitude sickness. I
even landed up vomiting that made others worried. I was deprived of sleep due
to sickness and friends couldn’t rest well as I was sick and disturbed their
sleep. That night I sort to every possible remedies right from a medicine to
drinking of strong black tea, which is believed as a cure for altitude sickness
by the local people.
Crossing
Gangsa-gungsa pass– 5th Jan, 2015
LHA
GYELO: Gangsa-gungsa pass; which we had
crossed few days prior to snowfall now look more alike a stranger with
monochromic manifestation. Climbing the pass was extremely difficult and life
risking with heavy deposition of snow and extremely gusty wind unlike the pass
without snow while we were crossing few days back. To confront the difficulty
and relieve from exhaustion while climbing the pass, friends took a solace of
brandy.
On
reaching the top we recited LHA GYELO for a moment as a gesture of victory over
the final the pass.
Walking
through the wood: Beautified by the accumulated
snow on their canopy, trees resemble like a bride in her beautiful white
wedding dress impatiently waiting for her groom with bouquet flower in her
hand.
Walking
under such woodland was not only challenging but could also proof fatal any
moment if branches break due to weight of the accumulated snow.
Jollification:
Descending
downward for another five to six hours via narrow path under the partially
closed canopy of the snow loaded Fir; finally we reached Merak range office
several minutes after the darkness of the night falling over the valley.
Bukari
was lit and rooms were warm. Fellow mates comforted with a cup of hot tea.
Meanwhile we were more relief to see our fellow mates who went towards Jomo
Kungkhor arriving safely.
Over
the dinner, sitting by the bukari every one was busy narrating about the
journey in search of snow leopard and narrow escape from the death.
That
evening, families of our local guide and porter also gathered at our place with
a Tshokchang (tradition of bringing local brewages to meet the guest). We drank and dance out of joy till late
night. Everyone was enjoying the dance though totally exhausted by tedious
day’s journey. None of us even bothered to take a rest though it was in genuine
need by our body.