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Calm & Serene Dhanaulti

After I purchased my new DSLR camera last year, I felt a dire need to visit somewhere to enjoy using it.  It was March end so I needed a short and quick tour for which Dhanaulti fit the bill. Since my childhood in Dehradun, I had heard a lot about Dhanaulti but had never visited the place. As you might be aware, Dhanaulti is a rather calm, not much visited hill station in Dist. Tehri Garhwal – somewhere midway between Mussoorie and Chamba. The average height is around 2280 metre above sea level. The decision to visit Dhanaulti was rather a knee-jerk reaction – without any previous planning or study mostly because the place is too close to Saharanpur to demand a serious several days’ planning.  Climate-wise too, I was hoping to get a moderate, slightly cool  temperature in Dhanaulti with no requirement for heavy woollens in the month of March.  I didn’t take much besides a sweater and a wind-cheater. Fools rush in where angels fear to tread!

Well, I proceeded at 7 in the morning of 30th March with an overnight bag and my favourite camera bag. Since I wanted my laptop (my dearest lappie! 🙂 ) to accompany me, I had adjusted it in the overnight bag itself  because I didn’t like the idea of carrying three bags on my person. UPSRTC shuttle service between Saharanpur and Dehradun is perfectly reliable and ordinary buses are available every few minutes. Some of the buses coming from Chandigarh may be of deluxe variety also but their schedule is very uncertain. The bus took 90 minutes or so, as usual, to drop me at Interstate Bus Terminus Dehradun. Several decades earlier, Roadways bus stand in Dehradun was on Gandhi Road near District Hospital but now we have to leave the bus at ISBT to get a local bus / Vikram three-wheeler taxi to enter the city.  However, buses for Mussoorie and Dhanaulti are still available from Mussoorie Bus Stand near Railway Station as ever.  Leaving the Vikram tempo near Railway station, I purchased a few pouches of dairy milk whitener and coffee before I entered the Mussoorie Bus stand. In fact, I had the impression that Dhanaulti may not be having any good restaurants etc., where I could get coffee so I was mentally prepared to make the coffee the way I have to do in Shatabdi Express trains!

At the bus stand enquiry window, I was told that no bus was available for Dhanaulti in next 2-3 hours. Disappointed, I tried the pre-paid taxi counter being atttended by a sardar ji.  He told me that I would need to hire full taxi since there was no other passenger going to Dhanaulti and the one-way fare would be Rs. 1,500/-. If I needed a taxi for 24 hours, the charges would be Rs. 4,500/-. It was much more than what I was prepared to pay for this trip. In fact, I had not expected to spend more than Rs. 5,000/- for the entire trip. Sardar Ji bluffed me by saying that even from Mussoorie, I won’t get a cheaper taxi for Dhanaulti and rate would be same from Mussoorie also.

I waited for 15-20 minutes and then a taxi driver suggested that I should take a taxi for Rs. 1,500/- and should wait for some passengers going to Mussoorie so that they would share the fare with me. I had no option but to accept the idea. Soon, there was a family of three adults and a child who came looking for a taxi for Mussoorie. The usual taxi fare for Mussoorie was Rs. 163/- per person (as far as I remember) and they got into my taxi and we left for the queen of hills.

The driver – a young boy who might have attained his driving license not more than a year or two before, told me that he would take all of us to Mussoorie first and after dropping the family, would take me to Dhanaulti. This necessitated an extra run of some 10 kms. for him and some extra time in journey for me but I didn’t mind it.

I kept taking pictures from the running taxi on our way to Dhanaulti

I kept taking pictures from the running taxi on our way to Dhanaulti

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DSC_0739 (2)My co-passengers didn’t show any particular interest in me and I also busied myself in watching beautiful scenery on our uphill journey which took us from 1000 ft. to 7000 ft within a distance of 25 km. I have been to Mussoorie by bus, by own car, on my scooter / motor cycle and on foot also so almost all twists and turns of the zigzag road leading to Mussoorie are familiar to me. I felt kind of bored till we reached Mussoorie and emptied our Ambassador taxi of the family.

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The enjoyment started for me when we returned 4-5 kms and took the diversion for Chamba Road. Don’t know why but I had always imagined that for Dhanaulti, we need to go further down after Kempty Fall. But it is not the case. There are two roads leading to Dhanaulti and we may take either of the two. Even these two roads join after a few kms. to become the main Dehradun-Chamba Road. As I mentioned earlier, for going to Dhanaulti – Chamba, we need not cover full distance to Mussoorie.  Near Hotel Country Inn, (approx 3 km. before Mussoorie)  the Cart Road bifurcates – one leading to Library Bus Stand, Mussoorie and the other to our right becomes New Bypass Road leading to Dhanaulti – Chamba-Tehri.  However, for the residents of Mussoorie, there is another route for Dhanaulti via Clock Tower – Landaur market – Woodstock school which meets the New Bypass Road at village Suakholi.

DSC_0764Well, it was already 1 p.m. when the taxi driver stopped at a Midway Restaurant in Suakholi village where old Tehri Road and New Bypass road merge into one. He wanted to have lunch and suggested me to do the same. There were three-four roadside dhabas and I chose one which appeared to be the most busy. While selecting an alien dhaba in an alien city / suburb for meals and breakfast, it is always safer to choose that joint where several other people are already taking their food.

DSC_0770Instead of sitting in the main dining hall, I chose a table on the open terrace from where I could see the mighty mountains on one side and alarming depths on the other. The food was okay – okay type. Most of the people had ordered for maggie (two-minutes noodles) but I opted for daal, vegetable and chapati. After the lunch, we started again. Looking at the dangerous curves and steep heights, I was able to appreciate why our Indica taxi operators of Saharanpur had declined to go to Dhanaulti. Even if their Indica hatchback won’t perhaps say NO to Dhanaulti, the drivers were not confident of themselves. At several places, I asked the driver to stop so that I could take some pics. He never objected to that which was perhaps the only benefit of chartering a full taxi. DSC_0869

When we finally stopped at Dhanaulti, I was pleasantly surprized to see some modern buildings with attractive facade – some of which were hotels and restaurants. Seeing a double-story structure and an attractive gate of the hotel, I entered to enquire about accommodation but soon discarded the idea of taking a room there. Moving further ahead down the road, I found a roadside double-storied building on my left. It had 8 rooms in all. The room shown to me on 1st floor was clean, well-ventilated, had a TV, bathroom with geyser, table, plastic chairs. I took it for Rs. 500/-. After paying to the taxi, I made myself comfortable in my new place of habitat for an hour. This place didn’t seem to have any kitchen / restaurant but the ‘chhotu’ was willing to bring whatever food I needed.

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At around 4 p.m., I locked the room, took my camera on my shoulder and started further ahead towards Chamba on the main road which seemed to be the only road in Dhanaulti. Finding a tea shop where omnipresent maggie was being served to almost everyone, I asked for coffee and was offered the sweetest coffee of my life for Rs. 15/-.  I told the shopkeeper to use just 1/3rd or less sugar next time. He looked at me with strange expression while I stepped down from the coffee shop!

Dhanolti02The most striking item that caught my attention in Dhanaulti were sparkling red Rhododendron flowers everywhere. Not only trees were laden with these peculiarly shaped flowers, even the roads had Rhododendron juice being sold in almost every other shop. I left the road several times to walk downward towards the valley to take closer look at these flowers and to take a few pics. Tall Deodar and Oak trees stood everywhere.

DSC_0831A little ahead I found Eco Park (Ambar Eco Park) to my right. Ambar is Hindi name for sky and this park is named Ambar Park because it is heigher than the other one which is named Dharaa Eco Park (Dharaa = Earth). Paying the entry ticket (perhaps Rs. 20/- per person), I entered the park to find myself at a fun point. There were different types of swings, funny games, mild-adventure rides and yes, shops of snacks. Burma bridge had many girls and boys precariously walking from one end of it to the other.

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The most interesting was the flying fox wherein you walk upwards and ascend on a watch tower type of steel structure. The attendent helps you there with the rope tying you snugly and then you fly downward hanging from the rope. Instead of trying to fly myself, I was content with taking pics of those children who were enjoying this slide. Both the parks are being maintained by Forest Department of Mussoorie (DFO) and local people who have got regular employment through it.

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As I wanted to see more places in Dhanaulti before the sunset, I returned from the Ambar Park after spending an hour or so there and started walking backwards i.e. towards Mussoorie. Hardly 200 meters away, I found the other, smaller park i.e. Dharaa Eco Park to my left. Ignoring it, I moved ahead looking for some good location from where I could capture sunset. I found a narrow path amid woods that took me higher and higher and before I knew, I found myself in Dharaa Eco Park! While I was taking snaps of Deodar trees by pointing my camera towards the sky, a family from Jaipur saw me taking pictures with a professional looking camera and thought it fit to ask a few questions about the functioning of their own pocket camera. My offer to take their pictures with my camera was gratefully accepted by them and they gave me their email id so that I may send pics to them later.

Coming out of the Dhara Eco Park, I decided to be honest and paid Rs. 20/- at the Entry Point! It was already dark now and I had started feeling cold. Taking long strides partly to generate body heat and partly to reach my hotel room as early as possible, I came to my room, downloaded the pics into my laptop. At around 8 p.m., I took my wind-cheater and came out of the hotel room in search of meals. While stepping down from Ambar Eco Park, I had seen one restaurant and now I decided to try it and it proved to be a good decision.

Rhododendron Juice at Dhanaulti

Rhododendron Juice at Dhanaulti

When I came out of the restaurant, there were several mule / horse owners who wanted to show me some scenic points early in the morning. After their insistence I agreed for a horse ride for Rs. 300/- but declined to pay any advance. I told that horse-wallah to come to the hotel in the morning at 5 a.m. so that we would go wherever he wanted to take me. However, he didn’t come in the morning.

I was feeling very tired by now with stiffness in my back. I decided to try my luck and entered a barber shop for shave. I also talked about the body massage and the boy offered to do it. He promised to come to my room at 9 p.m. and he did come with a small bottle of mustard oil in his hand. For 200/- rupees, he did help me get rid of my backache and I had a sound sleep. The pictures I had taken that day had failed to please me and therefore, before switching off the light,  I made a commitment to myself to try my luck again early in the morning.

Next day, my biological clock gave me the alarm at 5 a.m. as always happens with me. I put on whatever warm clothes I had with me and came out of the hotel with my camera. I was hoping for the horse-wallah to appear but none whatsoever was in sight. I was on the uphill Chamba-bound road and wanted to see those breathtakingly beautiful scenic points which the horse-wallah had boasted of the previous evening.

1055On that lonely path in that semi-darkness, I found an old lady sitting in lotus posture on the parapet wall of the road. Impressed with the posture, I sought her permission to take her picture but she declined. I walked a little further and took some pics of the early morning sun when she came to me and started talking with me.  After feeling satisfied about my antecedents and the reason of my earlier request, she offered being photographed.

And this is what I found while I decided to move onto that lonely path.

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It was afternoon when I decided to say good bye to Dhanaulti and get a Tata Sumo shared taxi for just Rs. 50/- for Mussoorie.  After staying for 2 hours with my cousin, I got a bus for Dehradun and then for Saharanpur.  The return journey had nothing special but much cheaper. The morning scenes of Mussoorie Chamba Road were still fresh in my memory and I was eager to transfer the pictures from my camera to the laptop.  My camera thanked me for this trip and so did I to the camera.

6 thoughts on “Calm & Serene Dhanaulti

  1. a s pahwa

    A very nice and comprehensive write up from the master story teller! Although I like the Hindi write up from your side more( but that is a personal preference, so no issue!).

    The earlier description of bus stand and traveling in vikrams at Gandhi road took me to my days spent in Dehradoon.

    The scenic detail of Danualti is very impressive and useful for the readers I must say. Thanks for writing all this in great length.

    Photography is your USP and one can expect many brilliant shots from your lens. While passing through from some early pics(which were quite ordinary from my expectations! (My apology ?) to end of the post, the quality of pics changed superlatively! A few of them were really master class and praise worthy, especially of the landscapes of mountains etc.Kudos!

    All in all, a detailed and informative writeup with a lots of beautiful pics ?

    1. Sushant K Singhal Post author

      Dear Avtar Singh Pahwa Ji,

      Came to my blog after a gap of 15 days perhaps and found your beautiful comment waiting for my attention. Thanks a ton for visiting here and caring to encourage me to write more and more. Best regards, Sushant Singhal

  2. PS Tewari

    I agree with Pahwa…. yr hindi writeups are more catchy .. humor is normally missed in English posts..

    However, it was a nice little t-log.. did full justification with photos… Had you gone a little farther on Chamba road, you would reach Kaddu Khal /Surkanda devi.. the photos of which I posted on RoC… worth visiting

    1. Sushant K Singhal Post author

      Respected Tewari Ji,

      Whatever mischief I play with words while writing travelogues depends upon the number of readers and my level of friendship with them. When I wrote Dhanaulti & Jaipur posts on this site, I didn’t have any assured readership base. So, humour is missing whether I wrote in English or in Hindi. I don’t laugh alone. Log paagal samajhenge. Jaanam samjha karo!

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