Leh Ladakh

The denizens of Wakhan were nomadic tribes tracing their lineage back to the great Turkish Empire of the 12th century. They dwelled upon the rooftop of the world, cut off from the rest of humanity for six months each year during the harsh winter, when relentless blizzards would shroud the land in a skin-peeling barrage of snow. However, the Wakhan summers unfolded as a symphony of a million hues, as a multitude of vibrant flower species blossomed amidst the rugged landscape, transforming Wakhan into yet another heavenly sanctuary on Earth.

Situated on the northeastern verge of Afghanistan, this land possessed its unique ecosystem, its people, and an unparalleled beauty. Leh's unadulterated colors and natural splendor rekindled memories of Wakhan in me — and the decision was made.

By the end of 2016, my desire to visit Leh at least once in my lifetime had solidified. I began researching motorcycle touring companies and two stood out: Hindustan Motorcycling Company and Devils on Wheelz. In late 2017, I initiated communication, seeking answers to my questions. I encouraged my brother Navz-Akbar to join me on this adventure, and he graciously agreed — truly, a brother like no other. Then in early 2018, my buddy Idzy also expressed interest.

What followed was 2,500 kilometres through some of the most spectacular terrain on Earth — high mountain passes, barren plateaus, ancient monasteries, and skies so clear you could count the stars.