A Trek to Triund and Snowline

The Dhauladhars offer a very different vista compared to the higher ranges in the Himalayas.  Not very high and therefore a wide range of vegetation offers a variety of experiences, views and bird sightings. It is an easy trek that for the young and fit, and can be done in a day, however an overnight stay at Snowline, further on, allows one �to smell the roses� and enjoy the view while walking.

Our trek started from Dharamkot, a laid back hamlet on the outskirts of McLeodganj near Dharamshala. We were staying in a homestay, of which there are many and most don�t appear on the web so you could literally shop around and find a place to stay that suits your budget. Almost every resident who has a house advertises a place to stay, from tiny rooms with common toilets to reasonably well appointed places with en suite rooms.  Prices vary from a few hundred rupees to about Rs1500 per night. Remember this is a hill town and beyond Mcleodganj one has to walk to most homestays.  Therefore the solitude increases in direct proportion to the distance walked.  This imposes caution on the heavy traveller, take what you can carry on your back or you have to hire a porter to take your luggage to the place of stay.

Eating in Dharamkot is superb and cheap. Our very pleasant experiences with Out of The Blue (at the Gallu

Devi road junction)   and Trek and Dine (in the main Dharamkot market) enabled us to eat excellent continental meals at less than Rs 200 per head. Try the pizza at Out of The Blue, it is delicious. The large foreign population is evident everywhere, they are mainly low budget, long stay travellers who have come to this area for its low costs.  Many of the foreigners, are here to learn some skill or the other, hence many signs everywhere on teaching �Indian� skills from yoga through jewellery making to music. The flute seems very popular and we saw a very talented group practising on a roof top one early morning.

Though we had planned a guide and a porter for our trek to the top, the evening prior to our trek, we had met a couple who had come down from the top and they explained the entire route to us.  Based on this we decided to drop the idea of a guide and porter (and save about Rs 5000!). The climb is from an altitude of

approximately 2000 metres at Dharamkot to about 3300 metres at Snowline Cafe.

Initially we thought we would take the direct path from near our homestay in Dharamkot which would meet the Triund track in a much shorter distance, however it was reputed to be very steep and not clearly defined and so much more difficult and time consuming.  Hence we opted for the longer route via Gallu Devi, where the main Triund track starts. We started from our Dharamkot homestay at 7 am and the climb to Gallu Devi took us about 30 minutes.

The track to Triund is a stony, well defined path with steps at places and varying gradient. As we entered the path, a gentleman from abroad, clad in long distance running gear, whizzed past us, presumably running his way to the top! The trek to Triund is an easy three and a half hours or so with spectacular views as we ascend. Due to unseasonal weather in the Dhauladhars, the pattern each day was crystal clear at sunrise, clouds coming in by about 9 am, dense fog/clouds through the day and then again clears by evening and through the night. Due to this by the time we reached the top views were restricted to small vignettes through brief windows in the fog. There were a lot of very pretty flowers blooming and a variety of flora beside the track, we stopped frequently to enjoy and photograph these.

There are three �tea stalls� along the way, these shacks of wood and plastic sell an eclectic mix of water (Rs 40 a bottle as everything comes up by mule); aerated drinks, Maggi noodles, assorted other necessities and non-necessities, and of course tea.  Mid-morning we stopped at Magic View (the better known of the tea stalls) for a cup of over-sweetened tea, this is a great perk up when tired and did wonders for us, even the non-tea drinkers!  From here we admired the view of Dharamkot and the valley which was fast getting

shrouded in clouds rolling in.  We also chatted with fellow trekkers who were going up or coming down; one gains a lot of information in such passing but interesting conversation. By now we began to meet the people who had spent the previous night up at Triund and Snowline and were now descending, they had their own tales to tell.  It was very heartening to see the invasion of the Waste Warriors at these remote tea stalls and the care that the locals take in keeping garbage organised, separate sacks for different types of garbage.  We reached Triund at lunch time amid dense fog, Triund is the junction of three ridgelines and a popular destination judging from the large number of huts, and tents we saw.  At one of the stalls we ordered a meal, this, as we had begun to discover, was either the ubiquitous Maggi noodles or bread and omelette; hungry as we were, we orderedboth. The dense fog precluded any views of the Kangra Valley which is supposed to be visible from here.

After lunch it was time to move on to Snowline.  The track now became less defined; this coupled with the dense fog caused us to lose our way, meandering along false goat trails into a maze of boulders.  The barking of sheep herders dogs, led us to a shepherd�s refuge amongst the rocks, a pen surrounded on three sides by rocks and the fourth side being fenced in with tree branches.  The sheep and their master were away, but I decided that if we had to,

we�d spend the night here rather than on a bare mountain side.  Marking the spot carefully, we moved cautiously towards where we thought the track was, which we found in about half an hour, to our immense
relief.  In a while we discovered a series of yellow arrows marked on rocks, a trail made by the owner of the Snowline Caf�. Beyond Triund it is important to follow these arrows as the trail is not very clear and it is easy to get lost, particularly in fog. As we were continuously gaining altitude, the hill side got barer, with pine trees and rhododendrons being more evident.

We reached Snowline at 4 pm, a little late due to our wandering off the track earlier. The name comes from the fact that pre-global warming; this was the point from where the permanent snowline started.  However now it has receded substantially and there is no sign of snow except on distant peaks.  Even   the glacier is now a muddy tract of ice on a distant hillside. We were ravenous when we reached and immediately requested the owner to make us; yes you guessed it, a plate of hot Maggi noodles and sweet tea.

Snowline Caf�.a grand name for a plastic sheet and wood shack, the only one here, has been here for more than 18 years (so says the owner) and is the overnight staging point for trekking further to the Lahesh Caves and Indrahar Pass.

Apart from water and other supplies, the owner provides lodging too.  Rs 500 gets you your own six feet of space to spread your sleeping bag or his three blankets, a little more money upgrades you to a one or two person tent and a sleeping bag. His intense marketing, signs painted on rocks, proclaims this to be the last caf� on this route. Others at the caf� were a couple, a French boy with his Assamese girlfriend staying in the shack, a party of three Russians with their guide using their own tents. Dinner was a simple but tasty rajma-chawal which everyone enjoyed. The owner, colourful gentleman, had interesting stories to tell. When I asked him whether he had heard of Mumbai, he looked disdainfully at me.  He had sold bed sheets bought in Ludhiana on the footpaths of Mumbai and Delhi for a number of years!  He then started Snowline Caf�.

Being October it was not too cold, the temperature range for the entire trek was between 12 and 22 degrees centigrade. In the morning everything was soaked in a thick layer of dew. The others were moving on to the Indrahar Pass (a 9 hour round trip) and so left at 7 am. We were not prepared for this leg of the trek and so decided to turn back after enjoying the sunrise.  From here to the Indrahar Pass it is advisable to have a guide or move in a self-sufficient group as the route is not defined clearly. There is no place to stay beyond the Snowline Caf�, though those carrying a good enough sleeping bag and food, have stayed in Lahesh Caves.

We enjoyed the sunrise over the Dhauladhar Range on a sharply clear morning. This is a spectacular light show, as the sun rises from behind the range and the rays gently caress highest peaks first, gradually spreading their warm glow downwards, backlighting the heights in descending turn. We were told that the sunrise in each season is very different and each a joy to behold.  How true, we were truly enthralled.

After a breakfast of more Maggi noodles, we began our descent.  The walk down to Triund took us an hour along an isolated track; lost in our solitude we enjoyed nature at its pristine and untrammelled best. Only serious trekkers come this far, and they are usually careful of their surroundings. A pair of Himalayan Griffon, huge majestic birds, kept us rapt with their precision gliding.  They seem to effortlessly ride the thermals by just moving their wing tips, not one flap of the wings in all the time we were watching; what supreme economy of effort. In the dense forest on the lowers slopes we heard many calls of jungle fowl but nary a sighting.

From Triund walking down was as anti-climatic as the descent in altitude; the tranquillity of the two days was shattered by at least a thousand people who were going up to Triund for the long weekend.  This was a veritable parade of fashion, selfies, blaring music and suitcases on mules.  A raucous welcome back to reality, The Great Indian Traveller strikes again!