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Drawing with ginger tea at a restaurant has become a daily routine. While meeting new friends and sharing information about Ladakh, the area of ​​Dha Hanu, which one of the people I had met in Srinagar the other day, told me about it, came to my mind strongly.

“bro, that’s a real backcountry. It’s well… … .”

‘Really?’ It’s a place where you can feel the innocence of a remote place with few tourists. Even the mysteries of the Old Radaki who live with flowers on their heads. These factors stimulated curiosity even stronger than when I went to Pangongcho or Nubra Valley. Even when I asked restaurant staff and other travelers about Dhahanu, everyone seemed to know nothing about Dhahanu. I stopped by a travel agency to get information and maps right away, but all I heard was, 'There is no information on the trains going there and no information on the return, so go to the bus terminal and find out.' Well, that's right. If it was a real back country, there would be no need to ride a shared jeep.

Because few people know and no one goes.

The bus leaves only once every morning at 8 am, and it takes about 9 hours to reach Dhahanu. We don't know the return train or stop, so the bus terminal told us to go and ask the locals. So, at 8 am the next morning, with minimal luggage, I boarded the bus bound for Hanu.