June 6, 2025

They call it the cold desert — vast, quiet, and surreal. Spiti isn’t your usual mountain ride. It’s a land of raw cliffs, silent valleys, and ancient monasteries, where the journey is as meditative as it is thrilling.
From day one, the ride feels different. Less noise, more sky. You pass whitewashed villages and frozen rivers that look untouched by time. Prayer flags flap in the wind, and suddenly, you’re not just riding — you’re flowing with the land.
The roads here test your focus. Gravel patches, high passes like Kunzum La, and sharp turns along deep gorges — they demand respect. But every challenge comes with a reward: a view you’ll never forget or a smile from a local waving as you pass.



Nights in Spiti are something else. Bonfires crackle under starlit skies, with stories shared over hot local meals. There’s no Wi-Fi, but connections feel stronger — with fellow riders, with locals, and with yourself.
By the end of the ride, you realize Spiti didn’t just change your scenery — it shifted your pace. You rode into stillness, and found something rare: adventure that humbles, landscapes that whisper, and roads that stay with you long after the ride ends.