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<title><![CDATA[MANALI TRAVELOGUE....]]></title>
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Excerpts from travel experiences of Ashirvad &#8230; his trip to Manali&#8230;Rohtang Pass&#8230;]]></description>
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<p><strong>Excerpts from travel experiences of Ashirvad ... his trip to Manali...Rohtang Pass....Naggar......in June 2008...</strong></p>
<p><strong>"I returned from the Manali trip yesterday and I must say it was "AMAZING".<br />
Four of us had left for Manali on Thurday nigt via Ambala. We had booked a taxi from Ambala that was took us all the way to Manali Rohtang and back.<br />
We reached Manali by friday evening. We lost much time in traffic jams close to Bilaspur. Friday night we just spent time at the mall.<br />
Next day we left for Rohtang pass. The route is amazing. Though it was raining most of the time. We reached there at around 2 pm noon. The Rohtang Pass area, at present is in a pretty bad shape. The ice (not the snow) is dirty, squishy..muddy.<br />
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<p><strong>On the way back we did para sailing at Marhi. That was an awsome experience though a very short one.<br />
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<p><strong>We reached our hotel at night and just relaxed. Next day we checked out and went for Rafting at Raisen. </strong></p>
<p><strong>After that we went to Naggar Castle. This I must say is THE best place to enjoy silence. Take a good novel and relax on the balcony overlooking the Beas and the Himalayas.<br />
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<p><strong>For our return journey we took the route that is on the opposite bank of Beas viz-a-viz NH 21. The route took us through the scenic rural Himanchal. On the way we stopped at a Buddhist Monastry. The place was beautiful with a Buddhist Temple in the center, surrounded by living areas for the Lamas. </strong></p>
<p><strong>There after it was all the way back to Delhi with a few stoppages for picking apples or filling up bottles with fresh natural water.<br />
That was it. </strong></p>
<p><strong>In essence an amazing trip. It has just ignited the hunger for more trips, if possible on my bike. :)"</strong></p>
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<p><strong>.......<span style="color:#ffff00;">Hope more of you guys would be inspired to go</span></strong><span style="color:#ffff00;"> </span><strong><span style="color:#ffff00;">.....!!!<br />
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I had heard a lot about this pristine lake , so what better than undertaking a trek to this high a]]></description>
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<div><em><span><span style="color:#800080;">I had heard a lot about this pristine lake , so what better than undertaking a trek to this high altitude Himalayan lake before joining our respective companies.<br />
Like any other trip, there were many add-ons and drop-outs. Finally five of us were game for the challenge lying ahead of us.<br />
Disaster struck just days before we left. Amitesh had to pack his bag with formal wear instead of woollens as he was asked to join his company in 2 days. But the trip had to go on. We were just 4 now.<br />
We had planned to take the following route from Manali,<br />
Manali-Rohtang pass-Gramphoo-Chhatru-Chota Dhara-Batal by road (jeep)<br />
Trek from Batal-Chandratal-Tokpo Gongma-Tokpo Yongma-Baralacha pass</span></span></em></div>
<div><em></em><em><span><span style="color:#800080;">Baralacha pass- Keylong-Manali by road (jeep)</span><span style="color:#800080;"> </span> </span></em></div>
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<div style="text-align:justify;"><strong><em><span style="color:#800080;">13th June 2007</span></em></strong></div>
<div style="text-align:justify;"><em><span><span style="color:#800080;">Boarded Paschim express to Chandigarh from Bandra.</span></span></em></div>
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<div style="text-align:justify;"><em><span><span style="color:#800080;">Reached Chandigarh at 4 pm. We then visited Rock Garden, Sukhna lake, Rose Garden and sector 17 market. </span></span></em></div>
<div><em><span><span style="color:#800080;">It was soon 9 pm and we left for Manali in an Innova (taxi).</span><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NEhFdwFv7W4/RorH24Bwq1I/AAAAAAAAAJo/Zm3c7sIRo_Q/s1600-h/C1.jpg"><em><span style="color:#800080;"><img style="cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_NEhFdwFv7W4/RorH24Bwq1I/AAAAAAAAAJo/Zm3c7sIRo_Q/s320/C1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></span></em></a></span></em></div>
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<div><em><span style="color:#800080;"><strong>15th June</strong></span></em></div>
<div><em><span style="color:#800080;">It was 5 am when I woke up to the sound of the gushing Beas river. The Sun had already come up .We had reached Kullu. The very sight of River Beas made me feel fresh and pure. Half an hour later we were at Manali. Altitude 6200 feet approx. I felt really good to have a sumptuous breakfast after having some less than proper food in the train (if it can be called food) , like the extremely dilute and bland puri bhaji in Ratlam( Madhya Pradesh). We then spent the day exploring Manali on foot. We sauntered through the lush greens to visit Hadimba Temple and Manu Temple.</span></em></div>
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<div><em><span style="color:#800080;">The 2nd tragedy of the trip struck in the evening when Rahul got a call from home and he had to head back as his grandma was critically ill.<br />
Like the Indian Cricket team, we were a depleted side by now. Less the number of people , more the loneliness and more the chances of getting bored.<br />
But the ardour to reach the lake was still present which kept our spirits high.</span></em></div>
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<div><em><span style="color:#800080;"><strong>16th June</strong></span></em></div>
<div><em><span style="color:#800080;"> </span></em><em><span><span style="color:#800080;">Early in the morning at half past 5 we left for Batal, starting point of our trek (120 kms approx). Our guide, Premji, loaded our luggage in Bolero and off we were to surmount the mighty Rohtang pass (51kms from Manali). The drive through the narrow roads was very scenic, the peaks were lit gradually by the rising sun. We reached Marhi at 7 am. Altitude 11500 feet approx. It was time to fill our empty tummies. A hot cup of tea in the rarefied air was just what we needed.  </span> </span></em></div>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NEhFdwFv7W4/RoqUHIBwqJI/AAAAAAAAAEI/AF7QK9QXspY/s1600-h/c5.jpg"><em><span style="color:#800080;"><img style="cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NEhFdwFv7W4/RoqUHIBwqJI/AAAAAAAAAEI/AF7QK9QXspY/s320/c5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></span></em></a></p>
<div style="text-align:justify;"><em><span><span style="color:#800080;">An hour later we were atop Rohtang pass (13050 feet). Rohtang pass connects Kullu valley to Lahaul and Spiti Valley. The Border Roads Organization (BRO) had done a good job by cutting the huge chunks of ice to make the road motorable. No wonder the road to Rohtang and places ahead remains closed to vehicular traffic during winters. The walls of ice were easily 10-15 feet in height. Our hands almost instantaneously went in search for the camera.  </span> </span></em></div>
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<p><em><span style="color:#800080;">At 8:30am we left rohtang pass. We then reached Gramphoo. We took right(eastward) leaving behind the somewhat well maintained road which connects Manali to Leh.<br />
We now enter deeper into the Lahaul and Spiti Valley where the landscape is much barren and bleak as compared to Kullu valley. </span></em></p>
<div style="text-align:justify;"><em><span style="color:#800080;">En route to Batal<br />
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<div><em><span style="color:#800080;">We had tea at Chhatru, a hamlet in the middle of nowhere.</span></em></div>
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<div><em><span style="color:#800080;"> </span></em><em><span style="color:#800080;">We continued with our journey admiring the beauty of Mother Nature’s lunar like landscape. The muddy, turbulent and constantly murmuring river Chandra flowed below in the gorge. World’s second largest glacier ‘Bara Shigri’ was nestled somewhere inside the mountains. Only a part of it could be seen. Can anyone guess which is the world’s largest glacier?? ( it’s in India :))</span></em></div>
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<div style="text-align:justify;"><em><span><span style="color:#800080;">By noon we reached Batal. Altitude 13120 feet approx. I’m not sure about the altitude but according to the locals it’s higher than rohtang and somewhere close to 4000 meters.<br />
Chandra Dhaba in Batal is the only place where one can find mortals. The area surrounding it is desolated.</span><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NEhFdwFv7W4/RoqdoYBwqTI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ewU-xHXifC4/s1600-h/DSCN1374.JPG"><em><span style="color:#800080;"><img style="cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NEhFdwFv7W4/RoqdoYBwqTI/AAAAAAAAAFY/ewU-xHXifC4/s320/DSCN1374.JPG" border="0" alt="" /></span></em></a><span style="color:#800080;"> </span> </span></em></div>
<div><em><span style="color:#800080;">By the time we finished our lunch in the Dhaba, our tents were pitched.<br />
What I read about Batal in blogs was so very true. It’s a gateway for winds. These winds bring the chill factor into account. The winds pick up in the evening and they become incredibly strong and gusty forcing everybody to crawl inside their tents. We did nothing different and soon we dozed off hoping that the tent would remain upright and not leave us with stars above :)</span></em></div>
<div><em><span><span style="color:#800080;">At Batal<br />
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<p><em><span><span style="color:#800080;"><strong>17th June</strong> </span></span></em></p>
<div style="text-align:justify;"><em><span style="color:#800080;">Early in the morning at 5:30, Jagat Ram, our cook served us bed tea. Bed tea brought back memories of my trip to Kailash Manasarovar. We unzipped our sleeping bags reluctantly. The very concept of bed tea is to provide warmth to our bodies before stepping out in the cold climes.<br />
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<div style="text-align:justify;"><em><span><span style="color:#800080;">The early hours of the morning was perfect with some of the peaks being kissed by the clouds and some being lit by the Sun.</span><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NEhFdwFv7W4/Roqg5IBwqWI/AAAAAAAAAFw/bCZXwOhTVjE/s1600-h/c17.jpg"><em><span style="color:#800080;"><img style="width:321px;cursor:hand;height:215px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_NEhFdwFv7W4/Roqg5IBwqWI/AAAAAAAAAFw/bCZXwOhTVjE/s320/c17.jpg" border="0" alt="" width="298" height="216" /></span></em></a><span style="color:#800080;"> </span> </span></em></div>
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<div><em><span style="color:#800080;">We were waiting for our horses to arrive. They were the backbone of our trip. At around 7:30 am they trudged along with their master. They started rolling on the ground upon arrival probably to get rid of itching.</span></em></div>
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<div><em><span style="color:#800080;"> </span></em><em><span style="color:#800080;"> </span></em><em><span style="color:#800080;">At 8 am, we started off with the arduous 14 km trek from Batal to Chandratal.</span></em></div>
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<div><em><span style="color:#800080;"> </span></em><em><span style="color:#800080;">Premji (guide) led from the front and we all followed with our small backpacks which contained first aid kit and packed lunch.<br />
The trail we followed was a well defined road which was about 10 feet wide with huge slopes on one side and deep ravines on the other. The road was full of small gravels and disintegrated soil. At some places gigantic rocks just stood at the edge as if it was waiting for the right time to roll down. The stones on the slopes were so loosely held that slightest of movements could have triggered a landslide.</span></em></div>
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<div><em><span style="color:#800080;">The first few kms. were done with gr8 ease. We soon reached a junction from where one road went to Kaza and the other to Chandratal.<br />
We then reached a point where we had to cross a small stream which flowed across the road down the hill to meet river Chandra below.</span></em></div>
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<div style="text-align:justify;"><em><span><span style="color:#800080;">The curvy road gradually gained height and that’s when we started getting the symptoms of altitude sickness. We gasped for air and had to put in extra effort for every step. On reaching the top, we found that the road continued to meander and we couldn’t figure out the end of the road. This happened ‘N’ number of times. It seemed like eternity and this made us bleary. The only force that was driving us now was the passion to see the lake.</span><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NEhFdwFv7W4/RoqsroBwqjI/AAAAAAAAAHY/_hb6ezR2rwE/s1600-h/c29.jpg"><em><span style="color:#800080;"><img style="cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_NEhFdwFv7W4/RoqsroBwqjI/AAAAAAAAAHY/_hb6ezR2rwE/s320/c29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></span></em></a><em><span style="color:#800080;">3 hours into the trek and there was still no sign of the lake. The wind slowly started picking up which brought in clouds and the Sun never came out thereafter. The depressingly dull weather made the trek even more strenuous as the wind was intermittently pushing us making us wobbly.<br />
Nausea started distressing me. Hiren also started feeling a bit unsteady but we had to move on. We had to cross another stream after which I decided to have lunch. The effect of nausea was even more severe now.<br />
The last few kms. was all uphill and we all were drained out completely and our lungs worked harder and harder to enable us to stand. By now I just couldn’t withstand the feeling of nausea and I just puked everything out. I felt much better. Minutes later we reached the top and finally……we could see the bluish waters of Chandratal.<br />
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<p style="text-align:justify;"><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NEhFdwFv7W4/RoqtCYBwqkI/AAAAAAAAAHg/4Qln28kx3wY/s1600-h/c30.jpg"><em><span style="color:#800080;"><img style="cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NEhFdwFv7W4/RoqtCYBwqkI/AAAAAAAAAHg/4Qln28kx3wY/s320/c30.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></span></em></a></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><em><span style="color:#800080;">View </span></em><a href="http://www.wikimapia.org/#lat=32.482832&#38;lon=77.61343&#38;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;z=13&#38;l=0&#38;m=a&#38;v=2" target="_blank"><em><span style="color:#800080;">Chandratal </span></em></a></p>
<div style="text-align:justify;"><em><span style="color:#800080;">on Google Earth</span></em></div>
<div><em><span style="color:#800080;">We had to walk down the hill and along the periphery of the lake to reach the north end of the lake, our campsite for the next 2 days. The time was 3:00 pm and I straight away went inside the tent to take some rest.<br />
Hiren was constantly saying that we should return back to Batal next day itself and not continue further. He couldn’t withstand the cold and was afraid that going ahead could prove to be fatal in this kind of weather.<br />
I asked him to wait for a day and give time for the body to acclimatize. We had not had rest since we left Mumbai. We had been travelling for 4 days, hardly giving our body the time to acclimatize. He agreed and we all slept off quite early that day. Late in the night, Hiren started feeling cold again. He was shivering and we had to call our guide. He then called our cook who brought the stove to make the tent warm from inside. Hiren’s feet were cold, our cook then rubbed his feet. This did a world of good and soon we all slept again.</span></em></div>
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<div><em><span style="color:#800080;"><strong>18th june</strong></span></em></div>
<div><em><span style="color:#800080;">In the morning we all were in the best of health. Inside the tent we saw a tag dangling which said “Keep all flame and heat sources away from the tent”. We all had a laugh because that was exactly what we didn’t do last night.<br />
It was rest day at Chandratal. The weather was clear. The lake was placid and ripple free as there was absolutely no wind. This led to unbelievable reflections in the lake. The immaculate lake had all the properties of a mirror. I have never seen any water body with such gr8 reflections.</span></em></div>
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<div><em><span style="color:#800080;">Chandratal is at an altitude of 4337 m/14225 feet above sea level. The lake is crescent- shaped. This gave it the name Chandratal or Moon Lake.<br />
Later, we climbed a hillock near the lake from where we could see river Chandra, the CB(ChandraBhaga) range and ofcourse Chandratal. The most striking of the lot was the lake. The Sun was shining which gave the lake spectacular colours. The left half of the lake was emerald green and the right half had a tinge of blue. The tranquility of the place was nothing short of heaven.</span></em></div>
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<div style="text-align:justify;"><em><span><span style="color:#800080;">We then returned back to our campsite to have Biryani.<br />
Gentle breeze was now blowing around the lake. The shimmering waters made the lake look stunning. We decided to go around the lake in the afternoon when the weather was just perfect. We walked along the circumference of the lake(2.5 kms). The water was crystal clear and we could easily judge the depth of the lake. It was quite deep from the beginning itself in certain areas. When we reached the southern side of the picturesque lake we met a few trekkers. We had a gr8 time chatting with them and soon it was 4 pm.Some more shots of the lake. </span><span style="color:#800080;"> </span></span></em></div>
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<p><em><span style="color:#800080;">We headed back to our camp. The winds showed no mercy at all. It blew with all the strength it had. At one point we were discussing the velocity of the wind. That was it. We were arrested in the tent for the day.<br />
By the time the winds ceased, we were in deep snooze. That night, Hiren shivered again. Once again the stove was brought in.<br />
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<strong>19th June </strong><br />
Early in the morning the view of the lake, with illuminated peaks in the background was awesome. That’s the kind of morning I would love to see everyday.<br />
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<p><em><span style="color:#800080;">Coming back to the point. We were in a dilemma whether to proceed further to Baralacha pass or not. We met a shepherd who said that we were the first people this season who wished to go ahead to Baralacha and so if we went ahead, we would have to make our own path through the snow and ice.<br />
Considering this and Hiren’s shivering problem, we decided to abort the onward journey.<br />
At 8 am, we left the charming and enchanting lake with the hope of returning back again.<br />
The journey back to Batal was easy as our body was well acclimatized. We did face some difficulties while walking back. Blustering winds blew against the direction in which we were walking. At some places I stopped and turned around to avoid the dust. En route to Batal we even saw vultures having a feast. Reached Batal at 1:30 pm. Hiren left for Manali the same day as he didn’t want to spend yet another shivering night. Myself and Srinath spent that day at Batal. </span></em></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;"><em><span><span style="color:#800080;"><strong>20th June</strong> </span></span></em></p>
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<div style="text-align:justify;"><em><span style="color:#800080;">We waited for the HRTC(state run bus) near Chandra Dhaba. Boarded the bus to Manali at 11:30 am.</span></em></div>
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<div><em><span><em><span style="color:#800080;">Luckily there were exactly 2 vacant seats. I had to sit on the last seat which meant that I would be tossed up and down :) The fare to Manali from Batal- 92 rs per head.Reached Manali at 5 pm after a very bumpy journey. Hiren waited for us at the same hotel. We were back to civilization. </span></em></span></em></div>
<div><em><span> </span></em><em><span style="color:#800080;"><strong>21st June</strong></span></em></div>
<div><em><span style="color:#800080;">Settled the amount with the travel agent in Manali. We then left for Naggar, 22 kms from Manali to see the Naggar castle and Roerich’s art gallery. Returned back to Manali in the evening.<br />
As our train back to Mumbai from chandigarh was on 23rd, we planned to go to Kasauli, a quaint hill station near Chandigarh. We booked a car to Kasauli.</span></em></div>
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<div><em><span style="color:#800080;"><strong>22nd June</strong></span></em></div>
<div><em><span><span style="color:#800080;"> </span></span></em><em><span style="color:#800080;">At 5 am, we left for Kasauli(250 kms approx). Reached at 2 pm. Quickly checked into a hotel and enquired about the tourist spots in Kasauli. We then visited Monkey point. Locals call it Manki point, we didn’t bother to find out the reason for that :) But the point was worth visiting. The Christ Church near the mall road was unfortunately closed.<br />
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<div><em><strong><span style="color:#800080;">23rd June </span></strong></em></div>
<p><em><span style="color:#800080;">Boarded the early morning bus( 6:30 am) to chandigarh. Fare-45 rs.<br />
8:30am –Reached Chandigarh. Had breakfast and then a rick to the railway station.<br />
11:30am- Paschim express back to Mumbai<br />
Next day 3:30pm, reached home with wonderful memories of the trip especially Chandratal. Himachal Pradesh- an absolute paradise where landscaping knows no bounds.</span></em></p>
<p><span style="color:#800080;"><span style="color:#800080;"><span style="color:#800080;"><span style="color:#800080;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#3366ff;"><em></em></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800080;"><span style="color:#800080;"><span style="color:#800080;"><span style="color:#800080;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#3366ff;"><em>[ Published under the author’s permission ]</em></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p><span style="color:#800080;"><span style="color:#800080;"><span style="color:#800080;"><span style="color:#800080;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#008000;"><em>[ Original publication at <a href="http://www.a-n-a-n-d.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#008000;">http://www.a-n-a-n-d.blogspot.com/</span></a> </em></span><em><span style="color:#008000;">on July 03, 2007–the readers are requested to express their comments on the original Blog as mentioned above ]</span></em></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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Every year for the last five years have been going to Kullu-Manali. I travel by car to Manali each]]></description>
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<p>Every year for the last five years have been going to Kullu-Manali. I travel by car to Manali each summer. And if you ask me the drive is long but it is worth it. As you leave the hot plains and go into the hills, it feels like you are moving towards heaven. The breathtaking scenes, the cool air and the hair raising drive among those curvy roads is just too thrilling to describe. The cool air begins to set in as soon as you start to climb the Swarghat. But the real hills start to show up just around and after Mandi. Manali is a place which has something for all tastes.</p>
<p><a href="http://indiaexplorer.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/manali-1.jpg"><img src="http://indiaexplorer.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/manali-1-thumb.jpg" style="border:0 none;" alt="Manali 1" border="0" height="151" width="210" /></a> <a href="http://indiaexplorer.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/manali-2.jpg"><img src="http://indiaexplorer.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/manali-2-thumb.jpg" style="border:0 none;" alt="Manali 2" border="0" height="151" width="219" /></a></p>
<p>Some prefer quite valley side to just laze around, some love strolling the mall and shopping, some love to ski on the slopes above, some go for trekking, Manali and Kullu valley offer some beautiful treks. For someone who is going to Manali for the first time, some of the places to see are The Hadimbadevi Temple situated in the old Manali town, which is dedicated to the wife of Bhim, the temple is believed to have been built around 1533 AD. And is built in pagoda style over a cave and nearby is also the small temple dedicated to Gathotacch [ Hadimba &#38; Bhim’s son ] The temple surrounded by wooden forest of deodar, which is a beautiful place to stroll around and for picnic. You can also get your photographs taken with rabbits, sitting on Yaks and wearing local dresses. In old Manali there is a Manu temple dedicated to Manu who is considered to be the father of human race. Then one can visit the beautiful Tibetian Monasteries. The monasteries are very colourful with beautiful idols of Buddhist Gods, and of course the statue of Lord Buddha. One can buy tibetian handicraft from and around these monastries. Then there are hot springs at Vashist and a temple located on the outskirts of Manali on Manali-Rohtang road at Vashist village. On the same road there is a natural spring of clear water named after Late Jawaharlal Nehru, the water is very cold, the water is believed to coming from the Brigu Lake above in the mountains. Well to just move around the main market and go around the many shopping complexes both at upper level and underground is very much fun.</p>
<p><a href="http://indiaexplorer.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/manali-41.jpg"></a><a href="http://indiaexplorer.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/manali-3.jpg"><img src="http://indiaexplorer.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/manali-3-thumb.jpg" style="border:0 none;" alt="Manali 3" border="0" height="154" width="214" /></a>  <a href="http://indiaexplorer.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/manali-41.jpg"><img src="http://indiaexplorer.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/manali-4-thumb.jpg" style="border:0 none;" alt="Manali 4" border="0" height="153" width="211" /></a></p>
<p>There are many restaurants, thalla-wallas, fruit-wendors in the market who cater all kinds of customer needs. You can get south-indian food, Punjabi, gujarati food, variety of ice-creams, Indian fast-food, like kachories, pani-puri, etc, there are also some bakeries which cater very tasty cakes, pastries. If you get tired of walking in the market and having food even though it is fun, there is a government protected wooded park near the bus station towards Kullu road. It is a beautiful place to rest and stroll around. It also has a small water spot for boating. Then there is Rotang Pass which is about 50 kms from Manali on the Manali-Leh highway. On the way to Rotang Pass on pass through Kothi which has some very beautiful scenes of Mountains overlooking beautiful valley. Then there is Rahalla falls on the road towards Rothang pass above Kothi. The views of the majestic Himalayas on reaching Rothang itself is simply breathtaking, Majestic mountain peaks covered with snow all around, here people can play in snow with their hearts content, they can also do some sking, ride a snowmobile, etc. It will generally take a whole day but still we cannot seem to get enough of the snow clad place. On the way to Rothang we can get snow clothings, gloves, coats, shoes, skies, etc for around Rs 400 to 1000 on hire.</p>
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<p>Other Places to which definitely need to be seen are, very old temples of Lord Shiva and Sandhya Gayatri at Jagatshukh which is around 15 kms on the road to Naggar. Nagar itself is very beautiful village and my favorite place. It was the capital of Kullu State for a very long time and there is the Naggar castle right as you entre Naggar which gives testimony to its glorious past. The castle itself is around 1400 years old, made up of wood and stone. It has now been turned into a Heritage Hotel run by Himachal Pradesh Tourism Deartment. Hotel Sheetal and the one opposit are very good hotels with very good rooms and restaurents run by the Ballah family. There are few very beautiful trecks around Naggar. If you want to buy woolens buy them as Shawl Factory's in Kullu, Rison which is where they are made and not in Manali. If you are going to visit Manali around Diwali, try not to miss the world famous Dassehra Festival of Kullu.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Jesus the Carpenter?]]></title>
<link>http://gmelles.wordpress.com/2008/01/03/jesus-the-carpenter/</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 03 Jan 2008 11:36:24 +0000</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[It is part of Christian tradition that Jesus followed in his father&#8217;s footsteps and was a carp]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It is part of Christian tradition that Jesus followed in his father's footsteps and was a carpenter; some mileage is made of this in current orthodoxy. But is it accurate? Geza Vermes notes that the confused state of the Greek texts of the Gospels regarding Jesus as carpenter or carpenter's son and also suggests an Aramaic source for the term.</p>
<p>First, there is no textual certainty regarding this as his profession. Thus, Bruce Metzger (1975) <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Textual-Commentary-Greek-New-Testament/dp/3438060108" target="_blank">A Textual Commentary on the Greek New Testament </a>notes on Mark 6.3 that although many sources have the phrase there was objection to this description in the early Church. Thus <a href="http://www.earlychristianwritings.com/origen.html" target="_blank">Origen</a> (contra Celsum, vi.34 and 36) responds to Christian antagonist <a href="http://www.earlychristianwritings.com/celsus.html" target="_blank">Celsus</a> that 'In none of the Gospels current in the churches is Jesus himself ever described as a carpenter'. Metzger suggests 'Either Origen did not recall Mk 6.3, or the text of this verse in copies known to him had already been assimilated to the Matthean parallel' (p.89, n.1), which refers to him as the <i>son</i> of a carpenter. He also notes that several early witnesses including (Proto-Alexandrian II Centruy Papyri) <a href="http://www.katapi.org.uk/BibleMSS/Ch7.htm#P45" target="_blank">p45</a> assimilate the text to Mt 13.55 and read 'Is not this the <i>son</i> of the carpenter'. The <a href="http://sor.cua.edu/Bible/index.html" target="_blank" title="Syriac New Testament">Palestinian Syriac </a>simply omits the carpenter (<font size="4"><font face="Symbol"><span>o</span> <span>tektwn)</span></font></font></p>
<p><a href="http://www.ccel.org/ccel/schaff/anf04.vi.ix.vi.xxxvi.html" target="_blank">Origen contra Celsum vi.36 </a>shows 'He next scoffs at the “tree,” assailing it on two grounds, and saying, “For this reason is the tree introduced, either because our teacher was nailed to a cross, or because he was a carpenter by trade;” not observing that the tree of life is mentioned in the Mosaic writings, and being blind also to this, that in none of the Gospels current in the Churches<span class="mnote"><span class="Footnote">   [See note <i>supra</i>, p. 582.  S.]</span></span> <!-- initNote("fnf_vi.ix.vi.xxxvi-p8.2"); //-->is Jesus Himself ever described as being a carpenter.</p>
<p>In addition to these points Vermes also notes the solution may lie in the existence of a linguistic problem in Hellenistic terms of something typically Jewish. 'Now those familiar with the language spoken by Jesus are acquainted with a metaphorical use of 'carpenter' and 'carpenter's son' in ancient Jewish writings. In Talmudic sayings the Aramaic noun denoting carpenter or craftsman (<i>naggar</i>) stands for a 'scholar' or 'learned man' he cites twice from Jerusalem Talmud Yebamoth 9b (Sisters-in-Law) and Kiddushin (Betrothals) 66a and Babylonian Talmud 'Avodah Zarah (Idolatry) 50b. However, In his book review Leo Landman (<i>The Jewish Quarterly Review</i>, New Ser., Vol. 70, No. 2 (Oct., 1979), pp. 125-128) claims that Vermes misrepresents the breadth of meaning of the term as artisan in general although the reviewer makes no reference to the textual problems listed above. More generally, Landman thinks Vermes is often anachronistic in his selection of parallel sources and his use of linguistic parallels do not stand up to the period and context. However, Vermes has to some extent acknowledged this when he notes (p.22) that sayings in the Talmud were current in 1st century AD but he thinks 'proverbs such as these are likely to be age-old' and therefore valid. The entry for <i>naggar </i>in <a href="http://www.tyndale.cam.ac.uk/jastrow/" target="_blank">Dictionary of the Targumim, the Talmud Babli and Yerushalmi, and the Midrashic Literature by Marcus Jastrow </a>which certainly shows a broader set of meanings for the term, which in general refers to artisan but also carpenter. The Talmudic citations Vermes uses are listed as meaning 'master' - a skilled person with no specific reference to a trade.</p>
<p>Also see links<br />
Jewish Encyclopedia on terms for 'Artisans' <a href="http://www.jewishencyclopedia.com/view.jsp?artid=1833&#38;letter=A">http://www.jewishencyclopedia.com/view.jsp?artid=1833&#38;letter=A</a></p>
<p>Recent Scholarly Work</p>
<p>Shirley Jackson Case, 'Jesus and Sepphoris', <i>Journal of Biblical Literature</i>, Vol. 45, No. 1/2 (1926), pp. 14-22</p>
<p>Harvey K. McArthur  - <i>Novum Testamentum</i>, Vol. 15, Fasc. 1 (Jan., 1973), pp. 38-58</p>
<p>McGrath, J. F. (2007). Was Jesus Illegitimate? The Evidence of His Social Interactions. <i>Journal for the Study of the New Historical Jesus, 5</i>(1), 81-100.</p>
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