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Walker paradise Dalhousie, the jewel of a hillstation, beautiful Himachal, majestic Himalayas part 15

Dalhousie peaceful under the sun

The sun was now high overhead. No shadow of the hill on the valley below. With dense tree cover all around them, the colorful little houses lay supremely peaceful under the sun. The whole world was so beautiful...

Early morning at Dalhousie, the jewel of a hillstation, beautiful Himachal, majestic Himalayas part 14

Half the Dalhousie valley sun-drenched

The sun had risen only a few minutes. A delicate touch of pink painted the snow top of the large hill straight across the valley. Thought the cap looked thick, it is not permanent snow. It just will last longer when winter ends. The whole of the valley and our side of the hill, all were dark without sunshine yet...

Jammu to Dalhousie, the jewel of a hillstation, beautiful Himachal, majestic Himalayas part 13

First day sunset at Dalhousie

In Jammu and Kashmir Himalayas, Kashmir is one famous tourist place, but Himachal is all dotted over with many popularly known and not so well known tourist spots of great natural beauty. Overall on the basis of variety, Himachal was favored. And which place should be the first? It was easy to decide—Dalhousie was still considered a prime hill station in India...

Lunch at Jot pass and on towards Jammu, beautiful Himachal, majestic Himalayas part 9

A neat Himachal village

On the plains evening descended, and then night fell. The car streaked ahead through the night towards a small bubble of light, warmth, food and company—our home in Jammu. Far behind up in the mountains, Khajjiar lay dreaming in the lap of its mother.

Out of Khajjiar on the way back, beautiful Himachal, majestic Himalayas part 8

May not see me enter again

This is the Pir Panjal mountain range running from east-southeast to west-northwest across Himachal Pradesh. The highest peak in this lower Himalayan range is Indrasan (6221m). Further to the right should be Dhauladhar behind the bend.Nowhere in between I could detect any sign of human civilization—it seemed to be all the way wilderness...

Lengthening shadows on Khajjiar meadows, beautiful Himachal, majestic Himalayas part 7

Lengthening shadows on Khajjiar glade

It was dusk at Khajjiar, a day had ended, evening was about to drop its shroud. It was leaving time. Within an hour at most it will be dark and all the human figures would take shelter in their warm enclosures. Nature would again be left to itself...

Breathtaking Khajjiar lake, beautiful Himachal, majestic Himalayas part 6

Sacred Khajjiar lake

Three of us stood together watching the scene. At first I couldn’t comprehend clearly what I saw. Not often a natural scene takes my breath away! The expanse so vast, the carpet of short soft grass so inviting, the soft curves all around so soothing! The light green of the grass merged nearly at the horizon with the dark green wall of deodar trees...

Leaving Dalhousie for Khajjiar, beautiful Himachal, majestic Himalayas part 5

Traffic on lonely mountain road

I didn’t like the sound of the name, “What a name—Khajjiar! Nothing sweet or beautiful in it.” He smiled patiently, “We call it mini-Kashmir here. You will like it.” I have no special fascination for Kashmir or any other so-called most beautiful tourist place. Anywhere. For me a span of wilderness with deep green cover...

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