This was, without a doubt, the most difficult journey I have ever made.\nI have travelled to Everest Base camp, have travelled squeezed into the boot of a car on an overnight journey with two toddlers sleeping in my lap, and I have travelled daily hanging out from the doors of Bombay local trains. But nothing has been quite as difficult as this journey through Khardungla pass. The pass connects leh valley to Nubra valley and is the only way to reach Nubra.\nThe incessantly winding roads posed a problem but it was trivial compared to the problem posed by the high-altitude of the pass.The subtleity with which the discomfort crept up into the body made it almost unnoticeable. But at the apex of the journey, at the pass itself, when the driver stopped the car for a tea break and I stepped out of the car, is when I first realised how badly I was hit. I couldn\u2019t walk straight without conscious effort. And I couldn\u2019t walk at my normal pace \u2026. Rest and tea did nothing. The odd thing was there was nothing that I could really complain about. No nausea. No dizziness. Just a feeling that I was not in total control of my limbs or my senses. Fortunately, I had a car and no one \u2013 not even me \u2013 needed to rely on my compromised skills of navigating my body \u2013 and so we were on our way again to Nubra valley.\nReached. Saw. Clicked.\n\n\n\nBegan the return journey.\nMade friends with some lovely local matrons who had walked to the highway just to greet and wave to a Lama visiting this valley.\n\n\nSat on the roadside with them, chatted and waited for the Lama-ji along with them. After about an hour had passed \u2013\u00a0 just sitting on the rocks lining the highway and talking about life, my driver thought it was time to leave as we had a long way to go. I begged for a little more time, unwilling to let go of the moment. And so we just sat there. doing nothing. Just expeirencing each other\u2019s presence. We had already finished \u2018saying\u2019 all the things that we could have to each other. So we just sat. Comfortable. Not restless. Just watching the empty landscape and the empty highway. Until 5 minutes later I realised that I could not stay here forever.\nAnd so I left my new friends. With a smile in my heart. These unexpected encounters are among the most cherished ones in my treasure chest of memories. Because there\u2019s no way to engineer these moments \u2013 I see them as gifts of circumstance \u2013 gifts that I have seized and lapped up greedily. I have come to terms with the fact that those moments together are all that was destined and so as I wave good bye to these warm hearted contented souls, I tried not to be sad.\nA new word is needed to describe these deep but momentary and transient chance bonds that serendipity gifts to me. Stranger-friends maybe?\nAnd now as we inch our way back up the slopes again to Khardungla pass before we reach Leh, I sleep in the car. With not even the slightest clue of the adventure thats waiting to happen.\nIn my sleep I sense that we have stopped but I continue to sleep. Until the commotion outside seems too important to ignore. My driver who is standing outside the car gives me a news update.\nA landslide.\u00a0 Just 4 cars before mine!\nLarge rocks blocking the road.\u00a0 No injuries. No cars under the rocks.\nJust a major roadblock that we cannot circumvent. We must wait. Even if it takes 24 hours, we have no choice.\nThe line up of cars increases with a new car joining the traffic jam every 10-15 minutes.\nOn the opposite side an army convoy with trucks filled with men lines up.\nPeople from all over the world \u2013 curious tourists spill out of the cars to watch the landslide and share their individual confusions about the next step.\nMen in recovery trucks arrive with equipment. Almost immediately.\nA full scale recovery operation follows.\nDrilling of holes into the fallen rocks.\nDynamite placed strategically inside the rocks.\nShooing away of all bystanders (like myself).\nAnd then blasting!\nThe dust covered the spectacular vision I was hoping to see \u2013 of the rocks being blown up into bits \u2026\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nJust above the drilling hero!\n\n\n\nBanished to a distance\n\n\n\n\nAnd then the bulldozers pushed the smaller pieces into the valley clearing the traffic jam consisting of tourist taxis and a whole big army convoy.\n\n\n250 m from Khardungla Pass.\nThe entire operation took about 2.5 hours. The immediacy of the recovery operation was impressive. This was India \u2013 an India that everyone loves to hate and speak badly of. But at the ground level, in the remote areas \u2013 an Nubra is as remote as it can get \u2013 everything works. Very very well.\nAnd so with a swollen sense of pride and joy I left,\u00a0 completely rejuvenated. Now I could take on Khardungla Pass and more!\nI was told yesterday by an expert that the Himalayas are very \u2018young\u2019 mountains and this is commonplace.Nothing extraordinary! But for me it was a first.\nDid my car just escape because of my reluctance to leave those ladies?\nAn adventure, a notional escape, and a chance encounter with stranger-friends.\njm\nOctober 2011\nLarger and hi-res images are available on www.jainamishra.com\nThe post Mountain Adventures 18000ft above sea level \u2013 a landslide at the Khardungla Pass! appeared first on The Art Blog by WOVENSOULS.COM.