WAITING QUIETLY IN the far north of India lies Spiti, a magical valley, a place of surreal beauty that nestles against Tibet, bridging the border between Hindu and Buddhist cultures. To get there, high Himalayan passes must be crossed, precipitous roads negotiated and climatic challenges endured.
A typical circumnavigation of the valley would begin and end in historical Shimla, the summer capital of the British Raj. Travelling to the north, the route winds snake-like across the Himalayan foothills before following the frothing, glacier-fed Sutlej River into the district of Kinnaur, where things get seriously steep, the road carved into the vertical rock face.
By riding day four, the road leaves the Sutlej Valley and climbs through a series of crazy switchbacks, reaching 12,000ft at Nako, before descending into Spiti Valley…