Another winter trek but by no means a walk over. A little different this time, as I was not physically or mentally prepared to do one. However, the excitement of being away into the Himalayan wilderness inspired me on. The journey started with a quiet flight to Chandigarh from Hyderabad on 10th October morning with three other trek mates from my community. A journey that was memorable not just for the fun and frolic but definitely for the emotionally charged trek that this turned out to be.
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| Burhan Ghati - The Summit |
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| With Trek Participants at the Successful Summit |
We reached the airport in Hyderabad way before time. We had the sumptuous Idli at the famous Minerva Coffee Shop.
We landed 30 minutes before time. The Shahid Bhagat Singh Airport in Chandigarh is a small, quiet yet aesthetically built one to give a local look. The small thelas like joints for Chai in a kulhad, pani puri (onion special) etc., already fed into my excitement and of course appetite. Chandigarh did excite me much rather fell short of my expectation of a very well-planned city.
We quickly got onto a Cab for a 4-hour road journey to Shimla. we stopped by at a roadside Dhaba - Kaka Vaishnu Dhabha and were very strikingly astonished to get this jute woven cot(Charpaayi or Khatiya as its locally called) to have our lunch. It took me back in time of my childhood days in Faridabad.
We checked into Shalom back packers and were surprised with the level of hospitality and care for tourist's comfort that the staff was trained at. It's a small yet catered to all kinds of demands from the trekkers. Most of the participants on this trek had stopped by here.
Some wall cladded flowering plants at its reception below.
It was not cold, so we got ready in normal attire for a pleasant Saturday evening tour of Shimla. We took the 2 elevators that took us up to Mall road in approximately 10 minutes (amazing idea by SMC).
Shimla is a bustling place, and I am not talking about just Mall Road, even old Shimla bus stop is crowded with people and trekkers alike. We had a good time in the evening at mall road amidst the mixture of shops to street hawkers.
The Buran Ghati Pass trek is a 7‑day (6 nights) adventure in
Himachal Pradesh, India,
covering approximately 50+kms
and reaching a maximum altitude of ~15,000 feet (≈4,550 m).
I embarked on this trek from 11th October
to 17th October perfect
timing in mid‑autumn when the forests and meadows are turning gold, the air
crisp, and the vistas clear. This trail takes you through dense Himalayan forests (birch, pine, oak),
expansive meadows (notably Dayara), remote high‑altitude campsites, glacial
lakes (such as the Chandranahan Lake), and finally over the pass itself into a
descending valley. Let's explore this wonderful journey into the Himalayan spike as I relive the exhilarating experience of this emotionally charged trek, the summit and the pass.
Day 1: 11th October 2025(Saturday): Shimla → Janglik (Drive)
We started early from the meeting point at Shimla Old Bus Stand (reporting ~5:30 am as per itinerary) and drove about 160 km (~9‑10 hours) to Janglik (altitude ~2,800 m/9,200 ft). We were instructed to arrange bags for the trek here on literally the road (in fact an old bus stand). Nothing was in order here, the TTH organizers were not bothered to be around. Neither the rental gear arrangement nor the transportation arrangement was apt. Nobody had a clue, confusion prevailed but we were finally happy to get onto the tempo traveler and off we were on the road to Janglik.
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View from the old Shimla bus stop
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| Inside the Tempo Traveller |
We had a quick stop for breakfast of Paranthas and Black Chana Daal with some sandwiches.
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| At the Restaurant for Breakfast |
The drive itself is scenic: from Shimla past Rohru, along the Pabbar river,
through pine and oak woods, tiny hamlets, and gradually up to the base of the
trail.
We stopped by for Lunch a local restaurant. Our first experience for location north Indian food. Nice food and good service. I personally felt that the smaller joints are better at hospitality and local taste was all that you could savour.
We stopped by at one of the banks of the Pabbar river where everybody enjoyed the sound of trickling water of the river in bright sunny weather. A scene that you could behold.
The last mobile network point is around Rohru, so any last‑minute caches
(ATM/phone calls) should be done there. The mood throughout was of excitement mixed with a bit of fatigue from the long drive. The tempo traveler dropped us about a Km away from the guest house. The first surprise here was that we were loaded into a pickup truck like cattle and then driven down to the guest house. Laughs, turmoil and excitement prevailed.
We checked into the guesthouse/camp in Janglik. My suggestion is that one should use this day to relax, hydrate well, and ease into the altitude.
Ensure you have a comfortable sleeping setup, warm dry clothes, and pack light
for the trekking phase.
The excitement for the next day was all in. We were not able to contain it, the air was chilly, we went out for a short walk into apple orchids. See below, all that you see in RED are apples.
Beautiful views of the mountain ranges, quite a breeze. Hot chai and some tit bits (be aware of the expiry dates pls).
There was an official briefing (quick medical check) followed by dinner. We went to bed early. The wind was chilling enough to keep us dress with at least two layers. Tomorrow, the actual trek starts and a little early after breakfast.
Was not really impressed with the team control of the trek leads, their conversations were not particularly confidence building at all. They were all over the place. However, in the mountains, you need to keep your expectations low and go with the crowd.
Day 2:
12th October 2025(Sunday): Janglik → Dayara Thatch
Distance ~6‑7 km, ~5‑6 hrs.; altitude gain to ~3,400 m (11,150 ft).
The trail starts from Janglik through wheat fields bordered by mud huts, then enters pine/oak forest, climbs gradually. After emerging from the tree line, you step into the vast meadows of Dayara highlight. Our campsite “Dayara Thatch” sits amidst the meadows, surrounded by snow‑capped mountains.
Walking into that meadow felt almost surreal, the green grass, the lingering chill in the air, horses grazing in the distance, the expansive sky.
It was one of the sweetest and swiftest climbs. The views through the pines were breathtaking. As on the first day of the trek, the usual one-off intros, sharing of snacks, water at times and aligning with others at the admiration of nature's beauty.
You can't complete a trek without a stop at a local Maggi point. Funny side was a sheep was being de-skinned at this site in close proximity. We first thought it was just a practice of removing the wool but later we realized it was being cut for meat. The lines from the famous movie song from "3 Idiots" reverberated (Bakra kya jaane uski jaan ka kya hoga, Seekh ghusegi ya saala keema hoga) :-)
When you arrive at Dayara, take time to absorb the meadows (and
take photos!). The climb was moderate but steady.
The views on this surprisingly sunny day were awesome to say the least. This was just a trailer to all the breathtaking views that we would be up for in the next few days. And the mountains/trek didn't fail us at all.

We reached the camp site at about 130 pm in the afternoon.
The campsite was placed at one of the most picturesque locations possible. Already we had views of snow packed mountain peaks. It gave us a glimpse of what's in store for the next four days of this trek.
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| My group: Ram, Abhishek & Vikky |
It was a pretty laid-back day. There were strict instructions not to go far away from the camp as Black bears were very prevalent in these areas.
The teams had a quick lunch then we all enjoyed the quiet afternoon playing "Mafia" game. It was something that probably worked very well in preparing the camaraderie across the team members. We got to know each other far better after the game. Saurav particularly was very instrumental in keeping the spirits of the people high.
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| Saurav |
Saurav also came up with a quick puzzle based on vocabulary and actions and he challenged all of us that this puzzle will keep us all interested till the end of the trek and surprisingly the puzzle kept us intrigued and of course we were not able to solve it till the last day of the trek.
There was a small acclimatization climb in the evening of about 100 meters, after which we quietly mellowed down into a quick dinner and off to our tents to sleep.
Day 3: 13th October (Monday): Dayara Thatch → Litham
Distance ~4‑5 km, ~3‑4 hrs.; altitude ~3,600 m (11,800 ft).
A shorter day, giving a nice break and chance to soak in the scenery. The trail meanders through forest, meadows, streams, and the striking silver birch trees. As you descend slightly towards Litham, you get views of the snout of Chandranahan and the waterfall.
The day started early as usual. It was a short trek, but the day was sunny as usual. The morning views of the mountain range were nothing less breathtaking than the previous evening.







The Silver birch forest was a surprise, ethereal light through the
gnarled trunks, a sense of calm. Arriving at Litham felt restful, yet the
environment hinted at the steeper days ahead. It was trail where we were forced to use the shorter trek time to rest well, get your gear sorted
(especially for higher altitude), and enjoy the surroundings. Drinking enough
water helps for sure.
Playing with snow was an awesome feeling.
Long drawn trail that you can see below. But wonderful trek none the less, given the perfect weather for this walk. Beautiful views kept all of us interested. Friendly occasional banter kept us all in the right vein.
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| Vikky |
We reached the camp site at about 230pm in the afternoon. The day was still bright, but it didn't take long before the cold, spine-chilling evening came into existence just after 330pm as the sun light gave way to larger than life shadows of the different mountain ranges that surrounded the campsite.
We spent two complete days at this camp site because the next day was an acclimatization trek to Chandranahan lake and back. Anyone could get mesmerized in this place. You could just take pictures from any angle and any side, and I am sure you will end up capturing a snap for the albums.
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View from inside the tent at the camp site
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We went for an acclimatization climb of about 200 meters in the evening.
It was pretty cold. The sun was setting down. 3 layers on. It was hard to keep yourself outside in this weather. However, the snow-clad mountain captures in the evening sun quickly turned from snow white to yellow to complete orangish as if the entire mountain was on fire.
It was time to save energies for the next day. Had a quick dinner which was sumptuous as usual. The cooking staff took good care of all of us. They were timely and tasty for sure. There was Gol-Gappas (Pani-puris) served at this camp site and nothing to beat this.
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| Gol-Gappas |
Day 4: 14th October (Tuesday): Acclimatization Day → Chandranahan Lake
& back
Chandranahan Lake (altitude ~4,023 m /13,200 feet) - Trek ~6 km both ways, ~6‑7 hrs
An Acclimatization loop to Chandranahan lake and back to Litham. The lake is glacial, fed by snowfields and surrounded by waterfalls. We crossed streams and climbed out of the trees to the ridge before reaching the lake. The ridge was an extreme steep climb, crossing the waterfall. The day started early as usual. The sun was not out yet when we woke up so the chill was on.
It was extremely sunny, so the 2 layers gave way. Couldn't complain about the weather on this entire trek, which would quickly change on the last 2 days.
Once you are at the camp, temperatures are pretty normal, but as the sunlight diminishes, there is chill in the air which quickly becomes unbearable. We tried to spend most of our time outdoors, climbing up whatever smalls climbs we could see in the surrounding.
Chandranahan lake is considered sacred in the local tribe/culture. Nobody is allowed to visit the lake with footwear. So, we all had removed our shoes, and yes we were walking on ankle length snow on bare foot. It's a set of 7 lakes and we would only visit the first one. The myth goes that only people pure at heart would get to the 7th one. The story goes something like this, that Lord Shiva had stopped by at this lake to take a bath (Nahana in Hindi) and during the process, the crescent moon(Chandra in Hindi) in his tresses - fell down here and a small piece of it broke and is still in the lake.
This was a standout day. The silence at the lake, the crisp air, the panoramic view of snout, the feeling of being “above the world”. It reaffirmed why the Buran Ghati trek is so special.






The descent was far steeper. It took a hell lot of effort to climb the entire ridge however, the climb down is usually the harder part of any trek.
The night sky is astonishing with spectacular views of the stars, some milky ways and some outstanding captures by the fellow trekkers. Even the sunrise and sunset views are ones to behold.
A low intensity earthquake happened here. I was aware of seismic activity in the Himalayan ranges but fortunately didn't experience it so far. This time also I didn't feel it, but a couple of the trekkers came out of their tents to mention it to fellow trekkers out there. A little anxiety prevailed for a brief period of time. Start early, carry 2 litres of water, snacks, and warm layers for the lake area (wind picks up). Avoid heavy
exertion after lunch; listen to your body.
Day 5: 15th October (Wednesday): Litham → Dhunda
Distance ~4‑5 km, ~4‑5 hrs.; altitude ~4,000 m /13,100 ft.
The day started early but it was definitely one of easier part of the trek. Although the entire journey was in snow, but it was all comfortable landscape to trek in. The weather had gone colder, and the Layers had come out vividly. A moderate ascent from Litham to Dhunda. From Dhunda you already get clear views of the pass and surrounding peaks. The campsite perched among snow‑clad ridges is truly alpine.
The feeling of “we’re getting higher now” became real. The view of
the Dhauladhar range from Dhunda was particularly memorable. The campsite
environment (thin air, twilight early) reminded us to stay warm and rested.




The view was exemplary. It was snow everywhere. We spent a good 30 minutes here capturing the mountainous beauty to our heart content.
We reached the campsite early at around 330pm. The camps were all set on snow literally. It was on a slope and the buran ghati pass was clearly visible from here. The pass looked easy, but little did we understand the complex ascent that it turned out to be the next day morning.



The first feeling was a little scary as this whole campsite was set on a slanting mountain side. It was a little cloudy but very windy and any slight avalanche from the mountain top would take us into its fury.
We spent some time resting as the next day was going to be extremely challenging. Ours was the first group this season to try the summit and pass it as well. All other groups had done the summit but then couldn't continue with the pass due to extreme snowy conditions. One other bad news that was shared with us was that our bags will not come with us over the pass but will be handed 1 day later at the Barua Village.
There was a sumptuous lunch that we had in the early evening. A very detailed briefing was given to us for the next day as it was going to be difficult. More complicated trek, more gear came along. The trek team handed over a helmet (as any fall could be fatal), a gaiter (to be worn around the ankle and lower leg) and elastic spikes (to be worn around the shoes)
We had an early dinner with the instructions that everybody has to get up by 1am and the trek would commence in pitch darkness at about 230am.
Day 6: 16th October (Thursday): Dhunda → Munirang via Buran Ghati
Pass
Distance ~8 km (10‑11 hrs. approx.); ascent to pass ~4,550 m (~15,000 ft) then descent to Munirang (~3,400 m /11,100 ft).
The weather was challenging. The temperatures close to about -5/-6 degree Celsius. We woke up on time and there was some spread at the breakfast table. For the first time, I guess I ate a lot, including Maggi as I wanted to eat something hot. It was shivering cold and the anxiousness was in the air.
First time in my trekking career, I was trying to summit at 230am in the morning with headlamps on. Plus, the terrain was all snow. The ascent was all boulders and all laden with snow. One slip, one wrong step could turn out to be tragic not just for you but to the trekkers who are following you.
Every step was hence taken with all the more caution. Breathing was becoming difficult both for the cold weather and the iota of anxiousness in your steps. The feeling was really mixed; I am pretty sure most of the trekkers had definitely tried to question their decision to do this trek at this moment. As it was making you push your body to the utmost limits.
This was the toughest but most rewarding day. The trail out of Dhunda becomes steeper, you cross boulders, then the base of the pass, then climb up to the summit of the pass.
We reached the summit at about 545 am in the morning. All tired, all come over with emotions. All thinking that we survived to live another day. And really it was that bad. Most of the trekkers couldn't control the overwhelming emotional thoughts that came along.
This summit will live in my memory for an eternity. The trekkers adrenaline that people have come to talk about was here for all to see.
The ascent was done. Summit achieved. All congratulatory messages shared. Hugs and hoorays were all around. Picture with close friends at the summit below.
But what laid ahead in terms of the pass and the descent on the other side of the summit was sending jitters down the spines of most of the trekkers. We put on our gear - helmet, spikes and gaiter. As there was so much powder snow that the descent has no view of the trail.
The trek leads had to literally dig out the pathway through this deep descent and the initial steps were taken by each trekker like a toddler (holding trek lead's hand)
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The first stop after the summit pass. You can see the summit in a distance. A sigh of relief |
The descent was slow but a pretty long one. It was all laden with snow. It was slips, falls, all kinds of issues I had never faced before in any of the treks. This was the most difficult part of the entire trek. A slow, cautious steps at every nook and corner was eating into my patience. Plus, the past 3 hours of trek in knee deep snow had already taken a toll on the feet (all soaked inside the shoe). I don't think there was any frost bite, but I am pretty sure they all my toes had taken a beating for sure.
From the pass the descent is challenging (narrow ledges, snow patches) before reaching the river camp at Munirang.
Standing at the top of the pass, looking back at the trail climbed
and the valley ahead, felt incredible. Yet the descent demanded full
concentration, ice, ledges, drops. The river camp felt like a huge reward. I
remember the cold breeze, the sense of relief, the camaraderie.
We spent some resting time in the tent. We also were relaxing as the trek was almost done. We played cards inside the tent. We also carried some snacks into the tent while were playing cards.
All the trekkers had the certification distribution ceremony. A lot of good/bad was shared about the trek and the support team. Congratulations messages were all around. I think this night was the most satisfying night of sleep that one could have. No fresh clothes to change into, most of the attire was either wet or in some state of inconvenience. But that how mountainous life is.
Day 7: 17th October (Friday): Munirang → Barua Village → Drive to
Shimla
Distance ~5‑6 km (~2‑3 hrs) descent to Barua Village (~2,300 m /7,700 ft), then drive back to Shimla (arriving ~10‑11 pm per plan).
We started the day a little late this morning. However, the descent was quite easy, only that the beaten-up toes were making it uncomfortable for sure.
We trekked through different orchids. Dammy fruit (Cousin of peach), apples (red and yellow), walnuts trees and the feelings were surreal to say the least.
The descent is a mix of forest trails, a stream crossing with a makeshift
bridge, apple orchards approaching Barua, and eventually the roadhead. From
Barua we drove back to Shimla.
Reflections: A bittersweet morning the trail felt easier, you’re walking more
on familiar ground, but also aware the trek is ending. Reaching Barua and
seeing orchards and signs of village life felt like “re‑entry” into
civilization. The drive back in the evening under stars and mountain
silhouettes was peaceful. Even though it’s a descent, don’t let your guard down slippery
patches, loose soil. Maintain pace, use poles. Celebrate you’ve done it!
We boarded a Mahindra Bolero from Barua village and on the way had a sumptuous north Indian food, probably ate to our mind's delight. We reached Shimla around 9PM. That bath after the return I will remember for my entire life. Spent close to 20 minutes in hot shower, cleaning every inch of my body and of course trying to stave of all the aches and pains that were part of me for the past 3 days.
The youngsters in the trek group who were all put up at the same hotel, arranged for a celebration and how could I miss that. It was laughs, banter, appreciation, tales of the horrid experiences on the trek but nothing could beat the spirits that were pouring around.
Call it a day at around 12midnight, exceedingly happy, felted rested but with a very calm demeanor hit the sack.
Day 8: 18th October (Saturday): Shimla Hotel → Drive to Chandigarh → Fly Back to Hyderabad
I had a wonderful night sleep and woke up early. Simla views in the early mornings are very beautiful. The place is extremely populated/commercial but yet the mountain ranges around give it a very scenic view. I sat at the breakfast table and found solace in 'Maniraj Parihar's 'Hari bol'' song that was playing. It was so nice and I was spell bound for some time. It made me forget the tiredness from the trek, soothed the mind to a certain degree.
We were just so overwhelmed with physical exertion, emotional charge for the past 2 days that we preponed our flight to Hyderabad the next day and started back to Hyderabad with a 255pm Indigo flight.
We started at 815am from the hotel and took a cab to the airport. There was a celebration time at the airport in the eatery. It was well deserved for sure.
On the way, we stopped for a quick tea (place suggested by the driver) - discarded the tea as it was not great.
Walking through the varied landscapes of the Buran Ghati
Pass trail from dense forests to wide meadows, jagged ridges, snow‑ledges and
glacial lake gives you more than just a physical experience; it’s a mental
journey too.
On this trek (11‑17 October)
I felt my sense of wonder re‑activated: the crisp alpine air, the silence at
dawn, the hum of the river, the feeling of elevation, the thrill of the pass,
the descent into valley, all combine to create a memory that lingers. Trekking is not just about “getting to the top” but about the
day‑to‑day: the campfires, the shared laughter, the tired legs, the quiet
moments of awe, the patience needed. On reaching the pass I realized how much
the days of build‑up contributed to the sense of achievement.
I also learnt to appreciate the “descent” days the walk back to Barua, the
orchards, the normal‑life signs reminding me that every ascent has its graceful
descent.
In short: If you’re looking for a trek that combines scenic beauty +
moderate to difficult challenge + remote Himalayan culture, this one is a
strong contender.
Final Thoughts
If someone asked me, “Is the Buran Ghati Pass trek worth
it?”, I’d say absolutely yes especially in mid‑October when the weather
cooperates, the meadows glow, the views are crisp and the crowds thinner.
For me (the 11–17 October
group), I carried enough memories: crisp morning walks, stars at camp,
the snow‑ledges near the pass, the sense of elevation high up, the relief and
joy of descent, the welcome of village life again.
Would I do it again? Yes, because every trek offers different moods; I’d love to revisit during the summer months as the snow will be harder - rappeling on and additional adventures in store, more time for
photography, and maybe a little side‑exploration.
Trekking in general and the feel in the Indian side of the Himalayan peaks has given me four learnings or should I say grounded me with feelings that will stay with me for a lifetime.
Gratitude: "You’re not climbing the mountain; it's the mountain that’s allowing you to climb itself”! My local trek guide’s
proverb set the spirit for the next 5 days. Be thankful, respect nature and its
every pebble and rock that you step on, because that’s what is helping you
reach the summit.
Sustainability: “Leaving mountains better than we found them” was the
motto of our trek team led by trek the Himalayas.
We strictly didn’t carry/leave any non-biodegradable disposables; reused our
wares; did a green-sweep, collected waste left by others where we could. Small
contribution when we see glaciers receding, makes you learn the art,
criticality and urgency of sustainable living!
Humility: The deeper you go, the more awe struck you get with the
vastness of Himalayas. Makes you realize, “There you explore, you only
get to know that there’s so much more that you don’t know!” Helps throw our
egos aside, teaching us to be lifelong students.
Challenging the limits: "There's nothing more dangerous than a
moderate mountain", I’ve heard everybody allude to this quote, from the book "Beyond the Summit" - and when I
picked this decently difficult trek - from prep to
execution and finally the rush when you reach the buran ghati summit - ‘literally’
proved what it meant. From planning to pivoting to teamwork to vulnerabilities
- harder mountain offers greater transformation
Conviction & Realization: Finally, looking back, I realize that
"It’s not about the physical mountain we’re climbing, it’s about the
mountain within, that we climb". Our inner conviction, ‘can-do’ belief and
ability to cross our internal barriers are often a bigger hurdle, than the
physical mountain itself.