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Today we were planning to do a route which I had been fantasising about for a long time - the little-known Agham Shyok road. We would be following the path of the Shyok river (the 'Death' river) from Khalsar to Shyok village, and then cutting in towards Pangong lake.

This route is seldom used, because it is very dangerous due to landslides, flash floods etc. 

But that is where adventure lies! 
When we left from Panamik, the day outside was looking most intimidating...heavy cloud cover
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But the leaden gray sky added its own beauty to the already austere landscape
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Today we would explore a road that few manage to do - the Agham-Shyok road
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We would not be going back up Khardung la, but be following the Shyok river upstream
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The road became empty after Khalsar. 
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Not many people take this road - because it can be dangerous and prone to flash floods and landslides
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But it had an unearthly beauty
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The Shyok is known as 'River of death' due to the great destruction caused by flash floods
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The colours of the mountains become even more different in the overcast sky
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The road Tarmac sometimes vanishes...
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and sometimes is perfect...
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And sometimes you have to ride on the riverbed itself!
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It really makes you stop and think
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We are so small and insignificant in all this magnificence
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It suddenly rained after we left the river at Shyok village. within seconds we were wet and lost our body heat in the windchill! We were shivering and miserable and soon couldnt think straight. Luckily we were near Durbuk and took refuge in a dhaba. Even in the dhaba we were shivering and miserable. Luckily I was able to make a call and get refuge in a nearby Army guest house...else it would have been a really sticky situation. 
Brrrrr!
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