Wednesday, 27 March 2019

From the mountains to the plains - Sikkim to Bangladesh

Kanchenjunga
Having trudged round Darjeeling to get the permit to enter Sikkim we headed north through the deep cut Teestra valley to Rangpo where we had to register our presence in Sikkim. Sikkim has borders with China, Bhutan and India, the northern Chinese border being particularly sensitive, so our permit did not allow us to visit the more remote northern and eastern areas. We headed first to Gangtok - the capital of Sikkim, which like Darjeeling is perched along the top of mountain ridges at around 2000m. On entering Sikkim it immediately felt more prosperous and ordered than West Bengal with little rubbish, clean pavements and much better control of traffic.
Landslip across road
Yukson Coronation seats
The state is set in the foothills of the Himalaya and contains India's highest mountain, and the third highest peak in the world - Kanchenjunga - which when the air is clear dominates the skyline. A huge amount of work is being carried out to improve the roads, both widening and resurfacing them and a lot of effort is being put into developing tourist sites and services. The roads are a real challenge, they cling to hillsides as they climb up to the towns on the ridges and drop through the valleys 2000m below. To keep easy gradients they inevitably twist up through numerous hairpin bends, and due to the steepness of the hillsides many are quite narrow. Passing through this dynamic landscape they inevitably suffer from landslides, which can sweep away even a newly laid road. It is incredible where they have managed to build roads but there are still communities with no vehicular access. We spent over a week just enjoying the spectacular scenery and visiting some of the Tibetan style monasteries which dot the landscape.
Ralong Monastery butter sculptures
Notable amongst these were Pemayangtsi Monastery located near Rabdentse, the second capital of Sikkim, and the Old and New Ralong Monasteries located with stunning views towards Kanchenjunga. The Ralong monasteries create sculptures from butter which they use to adorn their temples. These are exquisite detailed and decorated carvings from large blocks of butter - quite beautiful.
Kanchenjunga Waterfall
Ralong Monastery
Over the centuries the capital of Sikkim has moved progressively east as a result of invasions by both the Mongols and Nepalis and we managed to visit all four of the historical capitals, the oldest location being where the first ruler of Sikkim was crowned at Yuksom, which is also the closest we got to Kanchenjunga, though we could not see it due to cloud and haze.
Sikkim Landscape
One night at Ravangla we were treated to an evening of crashing thunderstorms and torrential rain, but the reward was clear air the following morning with spectacular views of Kanchenjunga, which we enjoyed to the full over breakfast. By mid morning the cloud had built and obscured the peak, and regularly by late afternoon it would start to rain.
Everywhere we went we were welcomed and people were very friendly wanting to chat and welcome us. One lady took us to visit the local residential school where for the brightest students the Government provides free boarding education.











Rock Crushing alongside road in Bangladesh
We reluctantly left Sikkim and dropped back down to the much hotter lowland. Wanting to visit Kolkata we decided we could head south through Bangladesh - a country we knew little about.
Kantanagar Temple
The first impression is that it is much poorer than India with far fewer cars on the roads. At the border there were hundreds of trucks carrying rock heading through the border, and all along the road south from the border were rock crushing plants. It dawned on us that Bangladesh occupies the flat fertile silty land round the Brahmaputra Delta and therefore has very little rock. From the road everywhere is green as far as the eye can see, with rice in all stages of maturity, and workers scattered through the fields. Interestingly as we passed through communities they we serviced by hundreds of electric powered cyclos and tuk tuks. As we headed south the tuk tuks were powered by electricity, or for the longer distance routes by Compressed Natural Gas.

Kantanagar Temple terracotta frieze
Nayabad Mosque
As we looked up what to see in Bangladesh it became apparent that it has a long and fascinating history. Our first find was the exquisite Hindu Kantanagar Temple, constructed in the early 1700's. It is notable for being completely covered in detailed terracotta tiles depicting life in the 1700's, all in fantastic condition. Just nearby in a very rural village is the tiny Nayabad Mosque, believed to have been built for the architects and builders of the temple.
Somapura Mahavihara
A defaced original terracotta tile
Somapura Mahavihara - was one of the five major Buddhist monasteries and was built between 781 and 821 AD. It is a huge site covering 27 acres and had a colonnaded perimeter with 177 cells for the resident monks surrounding the huge temple. We were able to stay in the grounds camping outside the "Rest House" so were able to spend the evening and following morning exploring the site. One of the archaeologists took us round the site where we could see some of the original terracotta tiles, still in excellent condition, apart from the faces being removed presumably by the invading muslims in 13th century. The temple was only discovered in the early 1900's as it was a jungle covered mound in the flat landscape.
Town walls of 4tc Century BC Mahasthan Garh
Evidence of much older habitation is found at Mahasthan Garh - ruins of a 4 century BC town. To date much of the town's brick defensive walls have been excavated and restored with ongoing excavations taking place at specific locations inside the walls to determine the layout.
As there is no available rock, all the old structures are built from fired bricks - and it interesting that as we travelled south brick kilns became ever more numerous. Bricks have been used for constructing the elevated roads - many only recently surfaced with tarmacadam, bricks are crushed to create aggregate and ground fill, so huge numbers are still produced.
Green Paddy fields with brick works
We eventually reached Dhaka - where the traffic is incredible and the congestion awful, but fortunately arrived on Independence Day, so were spared the worst of it. Dhaka is incredibly vibrant with very lively bazaars much more akin to those found in the Middle East, and hidden amongst the tawdry modern structures are some old gems, from the Mughal period and later colonial buildings. The old Mughal Lalbag Fort is one of the few open spaces in Dhaka. It was never complete but does retain boundary walls and a double layer drainage system as well as a small mosque and tomb of Bibir Mazar. 
Mhugal Lalbag Fort
Armenian Church
Dhaka had a thriving Armenian community until many of them departed at partition in 1947, and then another exodus during the war of independence in 1971. Around 150 families remain and support the beautiful Armenian church constructed in the 1740's.
Old Caravanseri Gateway now in bazaar
Hidden in the bazaar are the remains of two old and large caravanseri, but little remains apart from a couple of the gatehouses.
Bangladesh has been a real surprise, a lot of interesting history and very friendly and helpful people.
 
Dhaka Traffic jam
 

 




 



 

 

 

 

 



 





 

 

 

 

 

 



 

 





 

 


  
    

Friday, 15 March 2019

India - the East

Shallow Loktak Lake where greenery makes fish breeding compounds 
Thousands demonstrate in Imphal
A couple of days driving from Bagan and we arrived at the border with India. What a contrast - the Myanmar border is two small roadside buildings where we exited the country after having our details captured onto a computer complete with a digital photo. The newly constructed Indian border post is large and clean and guarded by numerous armed military personnel. Here we had our details written into three ledgers before we even entered the country, then several more times at road checkpoints along the only road leading over the mountains. How the Indians love paperwork.
Roads in N E India
Ironically the ATM's were not working and the only place we could change currency was in Myanmar, so Sue just walked back past the border guards to Myanmar, then returned without any checks!
The Indian side of the border is immediately different, bustling tuk tuks, people, lorries and cars all jostling for position on the dusty streets, and it generally felt much poorer.
Having decided we would head to Lake Toktal 120kms inland we set off, but the badly potholed road, the frequent checkpoints, the very slow antique lorries, and a missing bridge all resulted in it taking 5 hours to complete the 120kms, consequently the last 20kms were completed in the dark - not a pleasant experience.
Commonwealth War Cemetery at Kohima
The North East states of India have only recently opened to tourists, and there is a strong move for independence from India so a large military presence is seen everywhere. It would also appear that there has been little investment in the area, with most people working in agriculture and the roads in appalling condition. Consequently there are many demonstrations as we discovered when we drove through Imphal.
Kohima on the mountain ridge hosts a Commonwealth War Cemetery where the critical battle of Kohima in WW2 saw the allies at last stop the Japanese advance into India. Several thousand graves of mainly British and Indian troops are laid out round the tennis court of the old Governor's residence as the opposing trenches were at each end of the court - the closest trenches of the second world war. These precipitous jungle clad mountain ranges must have been a terrible place to wage war.
Indian Wild Rhino
As we dropped down into Assam the road infrastructure improved, and were made aware of how scared locals are of elephants when we were told to turn back as some elephants were grazing the verge of the road. In the end we waited for 20 minutes until they wandered off into the forest. It has been a great surprise how many wild elephant there seem to be, not just in the National parks, but also in general forested areas adjoining agricultural land.
Another driving hazard
The main east west road through Assam is in significantly better condition, but it also means more traffic, with apparently suicidal overtaking by cars and lorries in the face of oncoming traffic - something you just have to get used to.
Kaziringa National Park beckoned as it has the largest population of wild Asian one horned Rhino. We camped just outside for a couple of nights and took a morning jeep safari into the park. We were rewarded with sightings of several rhino - quite different to the African Rhino as they appear to be wearing plates of armour. In addition to elephant there are a host of birds.
Assam is a surprisingly large  and varied state with huge areas of the flat land by the rivers devoted to tea plantations which run for miles beside the roads.
Assam tea plantation
Living root bridges
In the south of Assam the land climbs steeply to a range of mountains bordering Bangladesh where the natives have made bridges across the rivers from the roots of fig trees. The road crosses a plateau which appears much like parts of Scotland, except deep tree covered river valleys drop several thousand feet. Approaching the Bangladesh border the land suddenly drops almost vertically several thousand feet to the Bangladesh plains, and it is in these valleys that the root bridges have been constructed over generations. After descending a rocky road clinging to a near vertical cliff we parked and only had to descend (the climb back up) the 2500 steps into the valley where the bridges are. Hard work, but spare a thought for the porters who carry everything needed by the villagers living at the bottom of the valleys.
Black Capped Langu
Plateau Edge into Bangladesh
Travelling back north we reached the flood plains of the mighty Irawaddy River, which at this time of year is relatively small, only a couple of kms wide, before heading to the Manas National park bordering Bhutan. After a night camped in the police compound  we took a safari through the park, with more beautiful wildlife including black capped langurs, to the Bhutan border, even crossing a few metres into Bhutan.
Irawaddy River
Darjeeling
The last few days we have headed further west and north abruptly leaving the plains of northern West Bengal and climbing steeply into the foothills of the Himalaya to Darjeeling. A fantastic road across the ridges climbs the 2000 metres to Darjeeling, but sadly the continuing haze made for poor visibility of the stunning drops to either side. Darjeeling itself is built on the top of a mountain and has dark, narrow and very steep streets, filled with people including lots of tourists from all countries. It was almost continuously shrouded in mist and haze, and very polluted from all the vehicles. Amazingly we were able to camp, along with two French traditional camper vans, right in the centre by the Governors House  with permanent security guards on patrol. We took the opportunity to ride on the steam powered narrow gauge railway which was built in the 1880's and in 80kms climbs 7000 ft from Siliguri to Darjeeling. Our trip only went 8kms but was incredible as the small engine puffed its way up 1 in 18 inclines wheels spinning to get grip. With the railway sharing the road with cars and people it is quite chaotic and almost incessant whistling to warn of the trains approach.
Darjeeling narrow gauge railway
Our last night in Darjeeling was spent camping just under Tiger Hill - a viewpoint for Kanchenjunga - the third highest mountain in the world - and we were up at 4.30 to join the hundreds of people who had been driven from town to watch the sunrise. Fortunately the clouds kept away long enough to see the mountains, though too much high cloud prevented the sun catching the tops.
Our next stop is Sikkim.
 
Road sharing

 

Camp with Kanchenjunga in background



Darjeeling traffic

 

 

 

 

Great Hornbill