Sikkim on a Motorcycle - Part III

No matter where you would go.
The Kanchenjunga would peer at you.

Kanchenjunga from Mangon

Wild flowers and berries.
On the road sides.
Across the steep slopes.

Autumn Colours

And the autumn.
The azure skies. Blue and cloudless.

Shrubs

And that beating engine.
The heart beat of the motorcycle.
That never gave in.

North Sikkim Highway

Peaks so sharp.That they seemed to slice the blue skies
Sparkling, as the golden sun rays fell upon them.

Mountain peak near Thangu

And a dry and desolate plateau.
Brown.
Barren.

Telephone posts on the Giagong plateau

And the ice.
Frozen and unforgiving.
But the Lake was still there.
And it hang around for us.
Frozen.

A partially frozen Gurudongmar

The colours of autumn were still there.
You just needed to look around.

Autumn colours near Yumesamdong

The valley was hidden.
Hidden from the maze of the hills.
But it was still to be seen.
Yet it was a speck.

View from Yumesamdong

And far ahead, in the miles that followed.
Which seemed to be the end of the road.
The hills seemed to merge into the horizon.

This is the road that leads to Donkia La

And the snow.
And the rocks.
And the shrubs.
Paradise, is indeed, not lost.

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