Solo travelling to the last frontier of Sach Pass

July has the distinction of being one of my favourite months. Even when I worked in the family business, the arrival of rains in July signalled that I could head out for long solo sojourns. In the last week of June, I randomly booked tickets from Jaipur to Pathankot in Pooja Express. I was hoping to find connections and a way to cross the topsy turvy snow covered walls of the 4401m high Sach Pass (Also called Saach Pass) on a budget.

Scariest road in the world, eh?!

I was greeted with the pitter pater of raindrops when the train pulled into the lush green environs of Pathankot Station at 7 in the morning. Pathankot reminds me of the vacations spent with mom and dad. My dad was an expert at travelling without a plan and Pathankot gave him the perfect opportunity to be indecisive; we could travel to Kashmir or Himachal on a whim from here. I had no such uncertainties and was only trying to get into a bus for Chamba.

I had contemplated going to Bairagarh in December but had chosen to explore the area around Bharmour and went to Kugti instead.

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Clouds have taken over the valley in Bairagarh.

The army personnel at Pathankot station advised me to just cross the railway tracks and directly find a bus from the highway. There were two other youth who were going to Chamba. It had progressed to a steady shower when a bus came for Bhanjraru. I jumped in, paid 237 Rupees hardly knowing where this obscurely named place was. It was good luck to get the last remaining seat on the bus and I sat behind the driver enjoying the scenery.

Darkess descends on Bairagarh, the last town before Sach Pass.

After a hearty breakfast at a local dhaba, the bus cruised along Ravi river, kids were having a ball swimming in the shallow waters in the hot and sultry weather. The road kept shrinking as we climbed higher and higher, at one crossing a tyre of the bus almost hung out from the road giving me chills in the process. It was around 3:30 when we reached Bhanjraru. This was the country of Gaddi shepherds and sheep and goats could be commonly seen as co-passengers.

Passing through a pine forest on the road to Satrundi after Bairagarh in Chamba district.

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Spot the road; the breathtaking beauty enroute Sach Pass.

The conductor made sure I got a seat in the overflowing bus to Bairagarh. We were near an area called Tissa that was apparently linked to Jammu & Kashmir by a road through Padhri Pass to Doda and the Kashmiri connection was quite visible. I could spot three or four villages with muslim dominance giving this region an intriguing feel. The bus careened around mountain slopes as the road ascended sharply and I reached Bairagarh at around 1700 hours.

Wildflowers fill the barren landscape with much needed colour.

Dark ominous clouds hung overhead even as the bus dropped me at the only homestay in town. No sooner had I struck a deal for a 300 Rupee room with a bucket of hot water included, it began pouring down. Within no time the temperature had plummeted making Bairagarh very cold and I was already loving it.

Stunning green shade with a flowing waterfall near Satrundi Check Post.

Although Sach Pass was only at a 40 km distance away from Bairagarh, I had no idea how I was going to cross it. It rained for a good hour and I had an unforgettable time savouring the views from the terrace. A short walk around the village revealed that there is also a PWD Rest House in Bairagarh that is a bit far away from the main village. The HRTC bus from Bairagarh to Killar wasn’t operational yet; the two trials had failed and the road was deemed too risky for a bus to ply.

My DSLR was safely in the bag; this is a simple iPhone photograph!

Sach Pass (in Himachal Pradesh, Himalayas) is closed for over six months in a year due to snowfall and is normally open from mid June to mid October. Lesser snow in the winters had meant that it opened in early June this year.

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The Army guys clicked this among the very pretty landscapes of Satrundi halfway from Bairagarh enroute Sach Pass.

Food at the homestay dhaba was delicious and cost 80 Rupees per plate. I slept like a baby and woke up to a sunny day. Locals informed me that shared taxies plied between Chamba and Killar via Sach Pass and charged around 800 Rupees. I was slightly taken aback with that price.

The two dhaba and checkpost place of Satrundi; it could be a great place to stay for backpackers.

Around 0900 hrs I saw the first sumo on the road; it was crammed with people and yet the driver asked me for a princely sum of 500 Rupees. I flatly refused and decided to wait. After the same experience with 3-4 other shared taxies, I finally made an offer of 400 rupees for a front window seat. It was a quick nod, I hauled my backpack on the top and happily sat admiring the scenery.

Climbing higher, the spectacular shade of green is a sight to behold as the air gets thinner.

Just after passing Bairagarh, the non existent road makes its way through a dense forest dominated by towering pine trees before climbing higher into waterfall territory where many streams cut across the mountains. After all, this is supposed to be the deadliest and most dangerous road in India. Progress is slow but the views are mesmerising and that makes the drive worth it.

Looking back at Satrundi as the hairpin bends begin the final climb to Sach Pass.

The sun gods have decided to take a rest and let the clouds take over as the tree line gives way to wildflowers and unbelievably green slopes are the order of the day. The small shrine and milestone of Kalaban passes by before we reach the spectacular and pretty check post of Satrundi. There is strict checking of id documents and the army personnel even make videos of every traveller.

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Snow walls atop Sach Pass.

It is a reminder of a gruesome incident that happened at Kalaban and Satrundi many years ago. Militants from Kashmir had entered the valley and shot down 35 labourers and injured 11 before they were gunned down.

Welcome to Sach Pass and Pangi Valley. First sight at the top.

An entire valley of green and white is visible below us with a gushing waterfall providing a compelling effect of pristine beauty. There are two dhabas at Satrundi with basic food facilities and the post is located at around 3200m. The scenery changes drastically after crossing Satrundi. Wildflowers of various colours fill the mountain slopes even as the greenery on both sides of the road disappears. Hardly 8-10 kms before the Sach Pass, snow makes its presence felt and it becomes frightfully cold.

Snow walls on the other side; and we had to cross this twice!

As we climb higher snow walls appear, the road is a mess and the treacherous drive feels like a dream. There are hardly any vehicles on the road; even when I was enquiring about vehicles to Killar, locals had made surprised faces and asked me why I wanted to go to Pangi? There is an automatic respect that comes when locals know where you are heading and that you are alone in doing so.

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The real wanderers; a Gaddi shepherd with his flock of sheep moving in search of greener pastures.

Blue, yellow, white colours fill the slopes, I am mighty surprised to see these colourful wildflowers even at this altitude and scream ‘wow, wow’ intermittently, much to the amusement of my fellow travellers.

Bone chilling cold even in the month of July, this is the most dangerous road in India. Frankly, I thought it wasn’t dangerous at all.

After a few hairpin bends, it is an abrupt arrival when a temple appears. We have reached the top of Sach Pass and Gaddi shepherds stand with their sheep in the arid, lifeless landscape. It is windy and snow is visible on both sides from the temple at the top of the pass. On the descent, someone realises that they have left their bag at the temple and we turn back in the middle of snow walls to see the most beautiful sight, all the sheep are moving on the snow and the shepherd appears like the pied piper!

Yup, exactly as it appears. As a traveller, I live for moments like these.

The driver informs me that the ground just below the top of the pass is called ‘Bhoot ground’ or ‘ghost ground’ and that no one is supposed to stay here for the night. It is a stunning sight as we descend, the mountains of Pangi Valley are calling. The road to Gulabgarh and Kishtwar (in Jammu & Kashmir) also joins near Killar. Akin to Satrundi on the other side, there is the 2 dhaba – temporary settlement of Bhogutu located around 20 kilometres from Sach Pass.

Faith at the top of Sach Pass. There’s a small temple where every vehicle stops and people thank the gods for letting them pass.

A sizeable stream runs parallel to the road from the snowmelt at the top of the pass to merge into the Chandra Bhaga river later. We are back among the trees, air on the other side feels calmer and the road passes among a sea of daisies. There are literally thousands of pretty daisies at my eye level and I swoon in delight.

Near Bhagotu, a shared taxi makes its way to Chamba from Killar.

Killar is the the largest town in Pangi Valley and is located around 20 kms from Bhogutu. ChandraBhaga river is visible as we near Killar, it will flow into Sansari Nallah on the border between Himachal Pradesh & Jammu and Kashmir and thereafter be called Chenab.

One of the many great waterfalls along the way, the SUV looks tiny in front of it!

Beautiful homes pass us by as we near Killar, this slender road feels like an engineering wonder – cutting through rock solid mountains. The 77 kilometre drive has taken almost 6 hours. The arrival feels like an anti-climax, there is a helipad in Killar and tar roads greet us with signboards of hotels and guesthouses. I go walking around The Mall road in search of food and am happy to find a local village market and thali at a dhaba.

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Traffic jam, I am tempted to believe these are pashmina goats.

There is a hippie feel to Killar (2500m) with Bob Marley posters hanging from the shops but that was not the point of this sojourn; it is with reverence to the mighty mountains that Sach Pass allowed us to pass that day. I didn’t stay in Killar and made my way to an unknown Buddhist village in a bus in Pangi Valley, there were no homestays but locals were kind to queue up and invite me to their cosy homes. Maybe that is a secret I will keep with myself or perhaps shall share a story on that soon!

On the Mall Road in Killar, Pangi Valley.

And then to stumble upon an undated monastery located in the middle of a birch forest with the snowy mountains looking down.

And people don’t believe in magic!

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20 thoughts on “Solo travelling to the last frontier of Sach Pass”

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  4. Atanu Sengupts.

    Nice to read & recollect my memory of travelling the same route on 1st Oct 2016. The road was dry without any snow at that time but flavour of autumn was there & at entire pangi valley. I with my family hardly managed to stay at PWD rest house of Millar on that night. Pangi is really beautiful due to her virginity. Hudan, Sural, Parmar & Hilu twan are vallies like paradise.

    1. Thanks! You have no idea how happy this comment made me; it is always nice to come across a fellow traveller who has been to this remote region. Pangi Valley is heavenly indeed.

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