Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Ladakh - Day 3 - Stok

Stok is a village on the southern bank of the Indus, overlooked by the Stok (17139 ft) and Stok Kangri (20,088 ft) peaks.

Its famous for its palace that now houses a fascinating museum in one wing. Built by king Tsepal Nyamgal in 1820, the palace became the permanent royal res idence when the invading Dogra army devastated the Leh castle in 1834 and forced the king to abdicate. The erstwhile royals still live in one wing of the 77 room palace while much of the dynasty’s heirlooms are on display at the museum.

The approaching road from the palace

The palace commands superb views; the kind of views that make you feel it was worth coming to this world, for all its pain, for all its miseries...
Here I am, enjoying these views

As we returned

Those of you have read my post about Khirganga would know about Arun Babaji, the mysterios man. A few days after I returned from Leh, he had called up to tell me that he had toured Ladakh recently and stayed in the Stok palace following an invitation from the Queen!

Also, he had visited Bangalore a few months after that to meet a few friends, yours truly being one among them. We met at Lalbagh where I used to go for my morning walk and after a short walk, we went to MTR and had Masale Dose, Idli and Jamoon! WE met again at Pizza hut at Brigade road and ate Tortillas and Pizza! Babaji loves to eat.

During conversation, he showed me Arnold Schwarzenegger’s phone number and told me that when he went to California, he stayed in the governer’s place! Of course, the next day, perhaps regretting having revealed too much about himself, he called to tell me that it was a joke!

Anyway, you get back to pictures of Stok :-)


Rishi said...

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You can invite readers to write articles to be published as part of your blog. Not that I am interested just thought.


Anonymous said...

Ref: Rishi's opinion
Please don't do it. Because, every journey is singular, in outlook and what the traveler experiences. Whatever the subject is, perceptions differ. Fusing varying thoughts and opinions may turnout to be ridiculous as one has the right to sustain the silence that he/she wishes to keep in between the lines of what is being written. That is the soul of the experiences of a lone traveler.

CK said...


As usual, an informative post which is a ready reckoner for aspiring visitors. I learnt a lot from your posts on Badrinath. I'm rearing to go to Ladakh, perhaps next Summer.

Thanks again for an interesting write up