My travel companion K and I left Keylong at 5:00 a.m. to head to Leh. The wonderful and inspired Lahauli adventure had come to an end, and it was now time for Ladakh!
It was a long drive of about 11-12 hours on the Manali-Leh Highway, with stops for photos, breakfast and lunch. Unbelievable rugged terrain that seems to endlessly unfurl its textural vistas as you drive along hour after hour. Empty, cold, semi-arid desert across vast mountain ranges.
Rugged terrain of Manali-Leh Highway, en route to Ladakh
Like the road trip from Spiti to Lahaul, the land is at once austere and captivating. Fortunately, unlike the jagged, unpaved highway from Spiti to Lahaul, this one was rather well-paved and maintained. Besides tourists, it’s well-used by the military guarding the Sino-Indian border, and there are checkpoints along the way where all vehicles must stop and register passing through.
En route, one passes places with quaint names like Zingzingbar and Lachulung-la, ascending ever higher. From our starting point at Keylong, it’s 3349 meters altitude going up to the high point of Tanglang-la of 5328 meters. I felt short of breath at times, but thank goodness I’m long over altitude adjustments (the first week in Spiti was vice-grip-like, headache-filled nights in addition to shortness of breath), though it is no joke to continue to take precautions and be aware of the dangers of high altitude sickness. People can die from it, and pretty quickly, too.
Roadside tent dhabas (eateries) and basic dormitory accommodations are set up for the summer season from about June to September, Manali-Leh Highway
There are no villages or towns the whole stretch of road from Keylong to Leh, only roadside stops for food or overnight stays. These are makeshift temporary seasonal tents that offer cots for travelers to sleep in and a basic menu of dishes such as paranthas, rice and dahl, chow mein. Breakfast was at one of these places.
Interior of a roadside dhaba (eatery) with cots for overnight stays, Manali-Leh Highway, Ladakh
Shortly after taking off on the road again after breakfast, we saw this. Can you spot the little guy in the below photo?
Manali-Leh Highway
Didn’t see him? Okay, then look here…
Marmot out in morning sun, Manali-Leh Highway, en route to Ladakh
Marmots were poking their heads out of rock crevices, or walking out in the open like this one, presumably searching for breakfast. Cute pudgy little things, they reminded me of our local American groundhogs.
Driver G was really nice, good conversationalist, great driver. He is a trekking guide and luxury tent campsite owner in Manali who conducts Himalayan adventure trips. He is also an old friend of K’s. K said G saved his life once on a mountaineering trip.
With his four wheel drive flatbed truck, he would deftly take uphill shortcuts connecting switchback roads, such as here at the Gata Loops, the part of the highway famed for its 21 hairpin turns.
The part of Manali-Leh Highway famed for its 21 hairpin turns on the road, en route to LadakhGate Loops on Manali-Leh Highway, en route to LadakhTurquoise water offset against the pinks of the mountain range and red-siena ground cover. Yes, it really looks like this on parts of the Manali-Leh Highway heading to Ladakh!
Kangla Jal trekking pass point and India Gate reminds me of out West in Zion or Bryce Canyons in the U.S.
Near Kangla Jal trekking pass, Manali-Leh Highway, en route to LadakhIndia Gate, near Kangla Jal trekking pass, Manali-Leh Highway, en route to Ladakh
Lunch was at another tent site, where people really make do with little water and toilets are open air. One gets good at finding large rocks to befriend!
Lunch en route to Ladakh on Manali-Leh Highway
Not long after leaving the lunch site, we came upon the plateau portion of the trip called Morey Plains. Instead of traveling through passageways and valleys, this section was a wide open flat expanse of land.
Morey Plains, Manali-Leh Highway, en route to LadakhBeginning of Morey Plains, Manali-Leh Highway, en route to LadakhJust straight road! Morey Plains, Manali-Leh Highway, en route to Ladakh
The Himalayan mountains along the way are diverse in colors and shapes. Some are more black like these below, and others more pink and warm flesh tones gradating into earth reds as you see more of as you get closer to Leh.
Natures sculpts some stunning shapes and presents here nuanced gray and black tones along the Manali-Leh HighwayThe Himalayas, as far as your eye can see…Large cars are just specks on the thready-looking roads
When we reached Tangla-la, the high point with an altitude of over 17,500 feet, it was marked by a large shrine and elaborate prayer flags. Other travelers stopped for a gander and to marvel that they, too, had made it to this point on the road to Leh. Inside the shrine there were Hindu and Buddhist deities.
Tanglang-la Pass with shrine and prayer flags, the highest point on the Manali-Leh Highway at 5328 meters (over 17500 feet), en route to Ladakh, IndiaShrine at Tanglang-la Pass, the highest point on the Manali-Leh Highway at 5328 meters (over 17500 feet)Hindu and Buddhist deities, inside shrine at Tanglang-la Pass, the highest point on the Manali-Leh Highway en route to Ladakh, India
How did people in ancient times manage traveling through this rough barren terrain? Actually many of them didn’t and perished along the way. I’m thinking of Rinchen Zangpo’s party of 21, whom King Yeshe O’d sent from Guge, Western Tibet, to India in the late 10th century, only 2 of whom made it back alive.
IS IT NOT? Khardung-la is the first highest pass in India.
As you get closer to the city of Leh on the highway, you begin to see stupas and chortens in the landscape. This little monastery is among the first signs of permanent dwellings as you come out of the hinterlands and approach civilization, still about two hours’ drive before reaching the outer monasteries of Leh, such as Stakna.
The scenic view of Stagna Monastery as you come out of the remoteness of the Manali-Leh Highway and reach outskirts of Leh, Ladakh, IndiaMuch of Leh looks like this combination of vast dry flatlands adjacent to mountains with villages nestled in the valleys.
Sept 16th Drilbu Ri Mountain kora (circumambulation)
5 a.m. with flashlight in hand and some provisions in a backpack, I started out in the dark to meet my guide S at a spot on the Drilbu Ri trail marked by a large barren tree.
Beginning of trekking trail for Drilbu Ri kora (circumambulation) from Kardang Monastery, Lahaul. The destination is the top of the mountain near where those seven peaks appear at upper left.
I had spent the night at Kardang Monastery, and once again had the pleasure of the company of nuns. It’s remarkable how details of one’s life narrative can be dispensed with when there is just mutual warmth felt between people. We chatted with whatever English they had (and for my part, zero Tibetan) and with mutual hand gestures. They cooked thukpa noodles in a delicious vegetable soup. I hadn’t eaten much that day having worked through lunch shooting photos at Guru Ghantal, so I was happy to carb-up for the next day’s trek.
Lovely Kardang Monastery nuns making thukpa noodles for dinnerDrilbu Ri mountain as seen from across the Bhaga River, Lahaul
Drilbu Ri kora—my gosh, what can I say? Getting to the summit whooped me! At almost 15,000 feet (4400 meters) altitude, I was short of breath at the start, and then later gasping for breath every 10 to 15 paces of steep uphill climbing. We reached the top shortly before 10 a.m. My guide, bless him, was so patient, calm, and encouraging with the words, “Slowly, slowly…” which he repeated like a mantra, each time with a gentle head tilt, the infamous Indian bobble.
About two hours into trekking with guide S, Keylong is seen below (looks like thin line) on the opposite mountain across the valley.Ascent further up takes you into an area filled with a kind of red grassy plant that colors the mountain sideAs we climbed higher the mountain curved more and changed to rocky terrainFurther up, the mountain is steeper, more angled, and here is where we hit the snow line, snow visible on right
The last part was the steepest and most difficult. I marveled that I was still going on only half a Nutella sandwich, some pieces of chocolate, and two mango juices. Hardly nutritious, but then again, hunger becomes more of a concept, given the altitude and level of exertion.
Looking up towards the summit of Drilbu Ri Mountain, the top being where those prayer flags look like a dotted line. At this point more snow on the ground. Yes, it looks steep and then got even steeper!Still looking up at the summit, the ascent gets more vertical and narrower!Finally arrival at the summit of Drilbu Ri by scrambing through this narrow and angled pass
Well, it was worth being reduced to crying “uncle.” When we got to Drilbu Ri’s summit, it was indeed a living mandala as the locals promised. 360-degree panorama of magnificent glacial mountains that take your breath away–literally and figuratively! No wonder the Himalayas is called “the roof of the world.” As you stand stuck in awe, the amazing height and expanse somehow melds with your inner sense of worldy, or maybe otherwordly, home. Yes, you, small and insignificant in this vast geological time and space, still get to be part of it all.
View of Keylong down in Bhaga River Valley from the summit for Dribu Ri MountainView of Keylong down in Bhaga River Valley from the summit for Dribu Ri MountainUnbelievable immensity, view of the other side of the Drilbu Ri Mountain looking down towards Gondhala Village. This is where you begin the descent down, a lot less steep but looks deceptively smooth and “easy.”View of Keylong down in Bhaga River Valley from the summit of Dribu Ri Mountain, Lahaul. On right is a Buddhist shrine housed in a small yellow structure in which Lahauli pilgrims are lighting butter lamps and incense as offerings. Hidden under many kata offering scarves further to the right is also a small Hindu shrine dedicated to the sacred union of Shiva and Parvati.Butter lamps and other offerings in Buddhist shrine on top of Drilbu Ri Mountain, Lahaul. Hindus also consider this a sacred site and there is a separate shrine dedicated to the sacred union of Shiva and Parvati.
In fact, Drilbu Ri is sacred to Tibetan Buddhists as Chakrasamvara’s abode. It is important to understand here that none of the Buddhist tantric deities are believed to exist externally. Rather, they represent the ultimate and profound state of mind which sees that self and phenomena are empty of inherent existence. If this is an intriguing idea for you, then you may want to learn more about the distinctive Buddhist philosophy of dependent origination.
Chakrasambava is understood as a wrathful manifestation of Buddha for combating the compelling mental condition of perceiving things as concretely existing. Tantric yoga practices are essentially visualizations of the deity that enact illusion and dissolution of self through identifying with the deity’s Buddha-nature. With the initiation and guidance of a qualified teacher, the practitioner gains the benefit of seeing things as they really are—that is, illusory and empty of inherent existence. This is what’s called wisdom. Cultivating wisdom together with compassion form the complementary two wings for full flight to enlightenment.
Tibetan Buddhists believe that pilgrimage to sacred sites like Drilbu Ri is a great purification of self-centered concerns in order to adopt more expansive mental states that are conducive for wisdom. Overcoming hardships and challenges on a kora can act as a propeller on one’s spiritual path, especially if the site has been graced by the spiritual energies of realized practitioners. Masters such as Nagajuna, Ghantapa, Gotsangpa, Orgyenpa, Taktsang and Rangrik Repas have come to meditate on Drilbu Ri over the past millennia.
View of Keylong side of Drilbu Ri Mountain, looking towards the shrines and my guide S. It’s hard to imagine how people manage to string up these long expanses of prayer flags over the terrain!
Traditionally, Tibetans have traveled hundreds or even thousands of kilometers, often in full body prostration, to complete such pilgrimages. I understand that Drilbu Ri and Mount Kailash are two of the foremost sites for kora. It is said that the completion of such circumambulations bring manifold results, multiplying divine merit.
More expanses of prayer flags at the summit of Drilbu Ri Mountain. On the left side is the descent down to Gondhala and on the right side was the ascent up from Kardang Monastery/Keylong side, Lahaul
As for me, I came here to research Indo-Tibetan mandalas as a visual artist. Then found, as I was told, that Lahaul does not have so much in the way of drawn images of mandalas. Rather, the land itself is a mandala which one should experience physically. I’m glad I did.
Numerous stupas are found all along the top ridge of Drilbu Ri Mountain, like sentinels holding up prayer flags, LahaulExhilaration, okay, maybe augmented by some oxygen deprivation at the summit of Drilbu Ri Mountain, about 15,000 feet (4400 meters) altitude.
The weather was such a wonderful wide range all that day. Dawn began with some overcast clouds, which then gradually lifted later in the morning to give way to wholesome, crystal clear sunshine by late morning when we reached the top. After a picnic brunch of omelette sandwiches with Indian pickles which S brought with him, a light snowfall came to herald our time to pack up and start the hike down the other side of Drilbu Ri Mountain. The destination was Gondhala Village, where we would then get a bus or taxi back to Keylong.
Oh, and by the way, I thought making it to the top of Drilbu Ri meant the hard part was over. Not so. The return on the other side of the mountain was less steep, more graduated but MUCH longer distance. It was also colder and so windy at times that you literally had to resist being blown over a decline. I was so grateful S had brought me an extra jacket to wear.
Where the descent on the other side of Drilbu Ri Mountain begins, looking towards Gondhala Village, Lahaul. The clouds were surreal, at once looking like huge chunks but then moving like ethereal wisps across the mountains.
Descending was a different stamina test, for the knees and thighs instead of the breath.
The descent on the other side of Drilbu Ri Mountain begins, looking towards Gondhala Village, Lahaul
Later, I felt like my eyes were playing tricks on me because Gondhala never seemed to come any closer no matter how long and how far we walked! The village visually seemed like it stayed the same distance away.
The continued descent on the other side of Drilbu Ri Mountain begins, looking towards Gondhala Village, LahaulThumbs up for completion of Drilbu Ri kora by one experienced trekking guide, and one unsuspecting but game novice.
I finally did get exhausted and waved the white flag. S could see that I indeed had had enough, so instead he lead me to the closest point on the road, and then called trusty ol’ driver D (thank you! thank you!) to pick us up for the ride back to Keylong. I was never so happy before to see a road—wonderful, smooth, FLAT road!
At last, reaching the road on the other side of Drilbu Ri Mountain. Gondhala Village still seemed far around the bend!
By now, it should come as no surprise that the grandeur of the view at every monastery is a given, but I promise you, nature still just smacks you dumb with awe like the nicest bully you’ve ever had the fortune to meet!
The magnificent scale of the Himalayan landscape, the distance as far as your eye can see but which your mind can’t fathom, the lighting! You can see the same view over and over, and yet at different times of day, it’s as if you’re facing a new expanse, a different space. And while you’re in a car traveling, the changing vantage points as you wend your way on hairpin turns and switchback roads just leaves you idiotic with glee as you inhale all the sights to full capacity.
Shashur Monastery, like Tayul, is just a few kilometers away from Keylong. That’s why it was doable to see both on the same day.
Shashur Monastery amidst its namesake of junipers, the needles of which lamas burn for purification, LahaulPanoramic view of Shashur Monastery, Lahaul
Shashur and its contemporary flourishing Tayul and Gemur monasteries were part of a 17th to 18th century height of new Drukpa centers of Zanskar, Ladakh, and Druk Yul state of Southeastern Tibet (what is now Bhutan, the Buddhist country with a gross national happiness index.) This period was a spiritual revival of Drukpa masters coming to Lahaul on pilgrimage, such as Dewa Gyatso, Taktsang Repa, who founded the great Hemis Monastery (Ladakh), Rangrik Repa, and Serzang Rinchen who built Tayul.
The monastery has three floors and as you enter the ground level temple, you find a shrine with numerous spiritual personages. Front and center is the great Mahasiddha Drubchen Dewa Gyatso, revered founder of Shashur in early 17th century. He was from Zanskar.
Shashur Monastery’s ground floor shrine, Lahaul. Yes, that’s me in the reflection, the statue doesn’t have legs like that!
Now there is this little holy statue of him that has a miraculous hat. It is said that monks on occasion come into the temple in the morning to find the guru’s hat mysteriously lying on the floor many feet away.
Statue of the revered founder Dewa Gyatso and his miraculous hat, Shashur Monastery, Lahaul
This is understood as a warning sign of trouble to come, issued out of the master’s compassionate spirit. Images of master Taktsang Repa have also been separated from his hat by virtue of this same phenomena. Similar miracles reported in Tibet were also taken as alerts to disasters such as famine, war, or epidemic.
Dubchen Nawang Tsering, disciple of Rangrik Repa (left rear in yellow), and Shabdrung Nawang Namgyal on right in pink. The contemporary framed photograph at right is the current Gyalwang Drukpa spiritual leader. Shashur Monastery, Lahaul
There is also Shabdrung Ngawang Namgyal (1594-1651), great lineage holder, 2nd incarnation of 4thGyalwang Drukpa, and founder of Druk Yul state in the 1640s. In the 1670s lamas of Shashur and Gandhola built relationships with this new Drukpa state which had enduring effects on Lahaul. To this day, there are deep spiritual ties between Garsha and Bhutan. Gandhola is still administered through Bhutanese lineage. It is Khandro Thrinlay, whom I met in Manali (see earlier post) who is presently looking after the preservation of Guru Ghantal. She holds the dual distinction of hailing from the Shakya Shri lineage as well as being the widow of the royal Bhutanese Drukpa spiritual leader, His Holiness the 9thShabdrung Ngawang Jigme.
Whew, so much discussion about lineage holders often leaves a Westerner cross-eyed with provenance, but one has to remember that in esoteric spiritual teachings, the guru-disciple relationship is key because it’s transmitted orally and personally. Genuine teachings must come from authentic masters who can trace their roots back to prior authentic masters. It’s the branches-stemming-from-the-trunk idea.
While the sculptures in the shrines are carefully tended to, the paintings on canvas in this temple are rather loosely tacked onto the walls. It appears that some have become sooty, probably from years of incense burning, and attempts to clean them have left a number of the paintings smudged.
Mural on canvas loosely tacked to wall, Shashur Monastery first floor temple, LahaulDetail of above wall mural with evidence of soot and attempt to clean leaving facial details marred, Shashur Monastery first floor temple, LahaulDetail of Avalokiteshvara, deity of compassion, from wall mural of Shashur Monastery, Lahaul. From stylistic similarities to an Avalokiteshvara painted at Guru Ghantal, this was possibly painted by Lama Tashi Temphel circa 1860, known to have painted at Shashur in addition to Gandhola.Avalokiteshvara, deity of compassion, from wall mural of Shashur Monastery, Lahaul. Possibly painted by Lama Tashi Temphel circa 1860.
On the second floor of Shashur is a larger shrine room with statue of Vajradhara, the primordial Buddha, and paintings of the 84 Indian Mahasiddhas, main mahasiddhas of the Drukpa lineage, and great gurus and yidams.
Center statue of Vajradhara, the Primordial Buddha, second floor temple of Shashur Monastery, LahaulPortion of 84 Mahasiddhas paintings, second floor temple of Shashur Monastery, LahaulDetail of 84 Mahasiddhas paintings, second floor temple of Shashur Monastery, LahaulDetail of 84 Mahasiddhas paintings, second floor temple of Shashur Monastery, LahaulThis is likely Padmasambhava (Guru Rinpoche) with consort in center surrounded by protector deities, wall painting on second floor temple of Shashur Monastery, Lahaul
With full respect for the content, I’m sad to say that as a visual artist I find the wall paintings in Shashur (as well as Tayul) aesthetically unremarkable. Well, as I was forewarned by a local, Lahaul is not really a place for incredible paintings or visual depictions of mandalas as it is for visceral yogic experience in the land and spiritual centers.
Much more interesting than the painted mahasiddhas on the second floor walls were the statues flanking Vajradhara. One was Chakrasamvara and consort Vajrayogini or Vajavahari, and the other identified as Red Chakrasamvara. Both were most unusual in style and completely unconventional in terms of proportion. They do not look like Tibetan renditions of the deities and their consorts.
Detail of Red Chakrasavara, an unusual statue for its exceptionally different style from most Tibetan sculpture, notably its lack of conventional proportion, Shashur Monastery, LahaulRed Chakrasamvara, an unusual statue for its exceptionally different style from most Tibetan sculpture, notably its lack of conventional proportion, Shashur Monastery, LahaulDetail of Chakrasamvara and consort Vajravahari, an unusual statue for its exceptionally different style from most Tibetan sculpture, notably its lack of conventional proportion, Shashur Monastery, LahaulChakrasamvara and consort Vajravahari, an unusual statue for its exceptionally different style from most Tibetan sculpture, notably its lack of conventional proportion, Shashur Monastery, Lahaul
Shashur’s third floor temple was built by Lama Sonam, a disciple of Shakya Shri, in the 20th century during a spiritual revival of the time. Its altar features a statue of Padmasambhava.
Central statue of Padmasambhava, third floor altar of Shashur Monastery, Lahaul
While it was not happening during my visit, it bears mentioning that Shashur is well-known for its annual sacred cham dance which occurs in June or July. Visitors come from all over to witness the three-day rituals that culminate in cham performance. As a ritual, it is not to be seen and received as entertainment but rather as spiritual elevations transmitted to the audience as movement and gesture. Here is one that was performed when I visited Key Monastery in Spiti.
Key Monastery monks demonstrate The Black Hat cham dance, with abbott presiding over the ceremonyView of Bhaga Valley, Lahaul, in the late afternoon sun driving back to Keylong from Shashur Monastery
Today was Shashur and Tayul Monasteries. Both are not far from Keylong, just several kilometers away. Tayul Monastery was founded in the 17th century, but like Kardang Monastery, little appears to remain from its original period. The current main temple was renovated in the 19th century. Probably the oldest objects to be seen are the ancient stupas one encounters en route, on the hike up to the site.
Ancient stupas on walking trail en route to Tayul Monastery, opposite Drilbu Ri Mountain, Lahaul
It must be reached on foot because there is no motorable road off the main road. The hike up is beautiful, of course, for its vistas. I was glad driver D accompanied me up because the trail is not so clear in some places. Locals do always advise having a guide. I still get winded doing the slightest incline up but hopefully each day will get better as I continue to acclimate to high altitude.
View across Bhaga Valley amid pine trees on trail to Tayul Monastery, Lahaul
Directly opposite is sacred Drilbu Ri mountain. You can always spot it by looking for those seven little peaks in a row that lead to a notched area where one treks up and over to reach the summit.
Drilbu Ri Mountain seen from across Bhaga Valley, easily identifiable by its seven peaks and the notch just to the right, where trail to its summit proceedsStatue possibly of founder and yogi Serzang Rinchen. Tayul Monastery,Lahaul
In fact, the story goes that Tayul, which means “chosen place,” was a location noticed by founder and Drukpa yogi Serzang Rinchen when he made his pilgrimage up Drilbu Ri. From across the Bhaga Valley, after a meritorious kora around the mountain, he saw the site and decided to build a hermitage there which became Tayul Monastery. Upon entering the main temple, one sees the 12 foot statue of Padmasambhava (Guru Rinpoche), revered as a great sage and living Buddha by Tibetans for introducing Buddhism to Tibet in the 8th century, displaying miraculous feats in taming local spirits in the process. Flanking him at the altar are statues of Dakini Singha Mukha, and the wrathful emanation of the guru.
Altar with Padmasambhava (Guru Rinpoche) in center, flanked by Dakini Singha Mukha and wrathful emanation of guruStatue of Singha Mukha, Tayul Monastery, LahaulWrathful emanation of Guru Rinpoche, Tayul Monastery, Lahaul
The original wall paintings from the 19th century by Lama Tashi Temphel, who stayed there and helped expand the monastery, are no longer extant. In its place are new paintings. Unfortunately, I found these contemporary-styled depictions rather stiff in execution, and less refined than older wall paintings I have seen to date in previous monasteries. Lama Temphel also made sacred images at Guru Ghantal Monastery, which happily can still be seen there. It had been suggested to me that Lahaul is not so much a place to find ancient Indo-Tibetan artwork, nor exquisite old wall paintings or mandalas even, as it is a place to be experienced physically as a land of yogi training, legend, and pilgrimage. So far, so true.
View of new wall paintings, Tayul Monastery, LahaulDetail of new wall paintings, Chakrasamvara in center with Guru Rinpoche above and surrounded by dakinis, Tayul Monastery, LahaulDetail of new wall paintings, featuring Drukpa lineage masters, Tayul Monastery, Lahaul
Tayul Monastery contains a complete Kangyur library and a large mani wheel that contains thousands of prayers. When spun, its blessings are activated and multiplies. According to its lamas, this wheel has been known to spin by itself on certain special occasions.
Kangyur library, and mani wheel known to rotate on its own on auspicious Buddhist days, Tayul Monastery, Lahaul
The British-born Tibetan Buddhist nun Tenzin Palmo was one of the first Westerners to encounter high Tibetan lamas in the early 1960s when she first arrived in India. She lived at Tayul for six years before retreating to a cave above it for twelve years. I read her biography Cave in the Snow like it was a suspense-thriller. I found her story and existential experiences riveting. It was a page-turner. Her retreat was abruptly interrupted by immigration authorities. Thus began her exit from solitary yogic practice to being a teacher in the world, a living example of Western and female accomplishment on the dharma path.
I always think that one beneficial outcome of the Tibet situation post-1959 is the creation of a diaspora which has lead to the spread of Buddhism in the Western world.
I saw Shashur Monastery the same day as Tayul. More to come!
Today was spent going to Poekar Monastery, known partly for where Apho Rinpoche had commissioned Bhutanese artists to create a giant Guru Rinpoche statue. One can say that the Bhutanese are present-day masters of sublime Buddhist art. Their style and techniques are favored by Tibetans. I have seen their work grace many contemporary monasteries.
Poeker Monastery on upper right (yes, that little cluster of white above the other little cluster of white which is the village below), Lahaul Valley
While Poekar was not originally on my radar for visiting, J had learned yesterday at a meeting in Manali with one of Apho Rinpoche’s sons, Jampal-la, that he was heading to Keylong for Tara puja (prayer), to be followed by Guru Rinpochepuja the day after. She immediately called to inform me that I should join them. That is to say, in her irrepressible and talented role of what Malcolm Gladwell calls a “connector,” she invited me to join them at her behest and on their behalf! Right, then, another unforeseen opportunity to observe and experience. So, I said OK, thank you!
Statue of Guru Rinpoche, Poekar Monastery, Lahaul. It doesn’t look that big at this angle but this is one-and-a-half stories high. Also known as Padmasambhava, he was the sage who introduced Tibet to Buddhism in the 8th century.
I planned to stay overnight (because J said it was fine to) and brought all my camera equipment and some clothing, all jammed in my wheeling suitcase. But when I got there with the driver, I couldn’t reach Jampal-la on his phone for details, and found while searching for the monastery that it was a good steep half hour hike up! So much for wheeling in my suitcase. It became clear that unless I hoisted my rather heavy suitcase up, the only other option was to go back to my Keylong hotel. Driver D, who had climbed up to the monastery with me to ensure that I was safely escorted, was kind enough to offer to go back down to the car to fetch it, but I didn’t feel good about him doing that!
Anyway, perhaps one day was enough. Maybe better to get to Shashur and Tayul, or Guru Ghantal the next day. These were planned destinations and I wanted to make sure I had enough time to document them. Jampal-la suggested also Phakpa Monastery in Triloknath, a sacred site of Avalokiteshvara, and Markula Devi Temple in Udaipur, sacred site of Vajrvahari.
The Tara puja was an annual event that Poekar Monastery’s American sponsor requests. The resident monks and nuns are yogi retreatants, as most are in Lahaul. Together, they conducted the prayers, chanting in refreshing cross-gender unison, something one doesn’t experience very much since monks and nuns are usually living separate monastic lives.
In fact, Tara as a tantric deity has contemporary feminist appeal. She is referred to in the Perfection of Wisdom (Prajnaparamita) sutra, a very key Mahayana text, and is considered the female form of Avalokiteshvara, the deity of infinite compassion. With these two strong combinations of wisdom and compassion, she embodies powerful aspects of the practitioner’s own Buddha-nature. She has 21 forms or emanations in all, each associated with certain colors and psycho-physical energies.
Green Tara surrounded by her other enamations
During Tara puja, we all sat cross-legged on the floor as is customary. I was flanked by two nuns who would hand me grains of rice to toss in the air at intervals during prayer. Jampal and his wife were guests of honor.
It was nice talking to them both in between prayer sessions. We talked about how the West seems to the East and vice versa. I shared my observations of what I thought was positive and negative about each social order, their apparent outlooks on life, and expectations of how things should be. Jampal-la and his wife shared theirs. I learned from him that, even though he comes from a line of great traditional solitary practitioners, his view is unexpectedly open to contemporary and Western exposure, and it is this:
Begin on the secular level with teachings about how to simply be a good, moral person before getting to the more esoteric and higher teachings. Let individuals develop and choose whether they want to be Buddhist or not. Then if they do, higher teachings can always come later. He has helped to sponsor a group of young girls by sending them to school and working on exactly this approach. In this way, he is aligned with the Dalai Lama’s initiative on secular ethics.
What’s more, their teen is in the U.S. now attending university through the generosity of a sponsor. They feel strongly that young Tibetans should experience what the West has to offer, and then decide for themselves whether to follow that life or come back to the East. Otherwise, they will always feel doubt or curiosity that the (democratic/ materialist/capitalist/etc.) grass is greener on the other side. Eye-opening to chance the risks of the world, coming from a family and lineage legacy of hermitic existence.
The day passed so seamlessly from breakfast to morning prayers, to lunch and afternoon conversation, with such friendliness exuding from everyone at Poekar.
Poekar Monastery nuns, Lahaul
Sadly, when I learned that the next prayer session would continue in a different temple an hour’s ascent further up the mountain (surprise once again) I decided it was too late in the day, and time for me to travel back. Upon hearing this, the nuns and monks, who by now were spread willy-nilly on the hillside climbing up, began to wave and smile and utter lovely goodbyes. They repeatedly implored me to stay over. Truly, their sincerity warmed me so much, I found myself walking away hand clasped to heart.
Poekar Monastery monks, LahaulView of Lahaul Valley from Poekar Monastery village
Yesterday, J and I came to Kardang Monastery to meet resident yogi and monastery head Lama Paljor-la. After learning about my project, he generously shared stories with us about the murals, objects, and photos in the main temple. J knows quite a lot about the Drukpa Lineage so they both had much to discuss.
Kardang Monastery as seen from across the Bhaga River, Lahaul
Kardang today is perhaps the best known monastery in Keylong owing to its association with the Shakya Shri Drukpa Lineage. Lineage is of terrific importance in Tibetan Buddhism because tantra is a living spiritual tradition transmitted orally in teachings from master to disciple. In this way, there is a connection from generation to generation which can be traced back to the Buddha himself.
Drubwang Shakya Shri (1983-1919) was an exceptional yogi who started out as a cook in a Drukpa monastery in Tibet. His lineage is unique because, through deep, whole-hearted practice, it is said he received his enlightenment directly from Vajradhara, the primordial Buddha. He was widely recognized as an incredible adept by other masters, including His Holiness the 14thDalai Lama. With pure connections going back only a few generations, Shakya Shri lineage is known for its effective master-to-disciple teachings which guide practitioners swiftly along the Buddhist spiritual path. Shakya Shri mastered Mahamudra in the Drukpa Kagyu tradition, and also Dzogchen through the Nyingma lineage. He was later known for being involved with the Ri-me (non-sectarian) movement.
It was Shakya Shri’s disciple Jetsun Norbu Rinpoche, who returned to Lahaul from Tibet after his master had passed away. As holder of his teachings, and in particular of the Six Yogas of Naropa and Mahamudra, he soon attracted 2000 followers from all over the Western Himalayas. Though his hermitage was thriving, he preferred to live in a cave above Kardang Monastery. In time, Kardang became known as a yogic training center.
Cave dwelling above Kardang Monastery, possibly like one that Norbu Rinpoche lived in
As I mentioned in an earlier post, you may have heard of Tibetan Buddhist practitioners who can do unusual physical things. It was some of Shakya Shri’s lineage yogis whom Harvard scientists studied in the 1980s doing tummo practice, in which they can raise the temperature of parts of their body by as much as 17 degrees! One study involved the yogis scantily clothed spending a Himalayan winter’s night outdoors on a rocky ledge at 15000 feet altitude where temperatures reached freezing. The yogis demonstrated they could remain warm and slept through the night without incident. I think most of us would have suffered hypothermia! It occurs to me that Lama Paljor-la could have been one of these yogis.
Kardang Monastery is believed to have been founded about 800 years ago, but nothing seems to remain of its original temple. The current main temple was first built by Norbu Rinpoche in the 1930s, but was rebuilt several years ago by Lama Paljor-la, a disciple of lineage holder and former monastery head Apho Rinpoche. I have had the pleasure of meeting three of Apho Rinpoche’s children in Manali en route to Spiti and coming back from Lahaul: lineage holder Sey Rinpoche, his brother Jampal who is also a recognized reincarnate but prefers to live a quiet life with his family, and Khandro Thrinlay whom I wrote about previously here.
Kardong Monastery, Lahaul
Kardang Monastery is situated directly opposite Keylong on the other side of Bhaga River. See this 360 degree video view below.
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When one enters the main temple, one sees a mixture of old and new murals on the walls. The older ones, possibly no older than the 1930s, were painted originally on canvas so they were removed and reinstalled. They collage the walls alongside newly painted scenes.
Interior of main temple at Kardang Monastery, Lahaul, with lama performing Mahakala prayers
At the altar are Buddha Shakyamuni statue on the middle, Vajradhara on the left and Padmasambhava on the right (also known as Guru Rinpoche, who introduced Buddhism to Tibet in the 8th century).
Vajrdhara on left, Buddha Shakyamuni in center, Padmasambhava on right, altar at Kardang Monastery, LahaulInterior view of Kardang Monastery where older and newer paintings collage the walls, LahaulOlder and newer paintings collage the walls of Kardang Monastery, LahaulInterior view of main temple, Kardang Monastery, LahaulDetail of an older painting depicting a scene from the Life of Buddha, Kardang Monastery, LahaulDetail of an older painting depicting Chenrezig, Kardang Monastery, LahaulDetail of an older painting depicting Padmasambhava with consort, surrounded by protector deities Kardang Monastery, Lahaul
The monastery has a large library which includes the complete Kangyur, given to Norbu Rinpoche by the king of Bhutan, and the complete collection of the Wisdom Words of His Holiness the 4th Gyalwang Drukpa, the spiritual leader of the Drukpa Lineage.
Kardang Monastery has an extensive library of Kangyur scripture and other complete texts. Also seen here are sculptures and relics of lineage mastersGegen Rinpoche on left, His Holiness the 12th (current) Gyalwang Drukpa on right, on altar of Kardang Monastery, LahaulA newly painted guru-yoga mandala on the ceiling, Kardang Monastery, Lahaul
Above the main temple is a room that had belonged to Apho Rinpoche. On the walls are paintings depicting Milarepa’s story that were originally painted on canvas and reinstalled in this new temple.
Apho Rinpoche’s former room above main temple, Kardang MonasteryScenes from Life of Milarepa, older wall paintings from Apho Rinpoche’s former room above main temple Kardang Monastery. Above right are newer paintings.Detail from Life of Milarepa, wall paintings, Kardang Monastery
I’m spending the night here tonight in one of the monastery guest rooms. There’s an Ani-la (nun) who has kindly cooked for me, but mostly Kandang’s community of eight monks and seven nuns are lone retreatants living in simple huts and cooking for themselves.
Detail from Life of Milarepa wall paintings, Kardang Monastery, Lahaul
J left this morning, and took the bus back to Manali. It was wonderful traveling with her, and I’ll miss her company to share travel discoveries with. Yes, so I’ll be here for several days on my own devices, until my next travel companion K arrives and we drive together to Ladakh. On my list of things to do here are to see Shashur and Tayul Monasteries.
View of Keylong from the courtyard of Kardang Monastery on the other side of the Bhaga River, Lahaul
Tomorrow I plan to walk back to Keylong via trail and footbridge across Bhaga River. I hope the paths are clearly visible and I don’t get lost! There’s no taxi to be had here unless I call for one from Keylong. And as Khandro-la’s assistant had told me, Lahaul does not have so much in the way of Indo-Tibetan mandalas, but is rather itself considered a Chakrasamvara mandala manifest, one should experience it on foot. Even though we are at over 11,000 feet altitude, it seems not too hard to go downhill and not terribly far to walk perhaps 5-8 kilometers, so I think I should follow this advice and experience Garsha. After all, I am over the worst of altitude adjustments. I had vice-grip headaches at night which made it hard to sleep, but the head pain progressively improved, and by the end of the first week, went away. So while I’m a bit short of breath sometimes exerting uphill, it’s not a hardship.
Lahaul is known by Tibetan meditation practitioners and adepts as Garsha Khandroling, Land of the Dakinis. Dakinis are energetic female spiritual guides often depicted as blissful and fierce dancers.
Lahaul has an illustrious Drukpa Kagyu lineage of highly realized yogis and yoginis who do the Six Yogas of Naropa, esoteric methods bestowed by master to disciple in direct teachings. These are the meditators who go into seclusion in caves or simple dwellings for years or decades in order to realize spiritual liberation–that is to say, Buddha-nature through tantric wisdom and compassion practices.
As I mentioned in my last post, I have heard about some of the mind-over-matter feats that yogis demonstrate which confound conventional explanations, such as levitation, miraculous healing of the sick, making snow fall, taking bad karma upon oneself for the benefit of another. Another perplexing thing, upon death, the bodies of many advanced practitioners do not decay according to the normal time frame of most people. They are believed to be fully aware in the bardo state, the intermediate stage between death and rebirth.
Well, I’ve learned that while it’s difficult to wrap one’s rational mind around such reported phenomena, sitting on the I-don’t-know fence is a flexible and open-minded place to be. After all, outside of spiritual matters we can’t explain, for example, quantum entanglement or what Albert Einstein called “spooky action at a distance,” but it appears to happen!
The great yogi Shakya Shri
Garsha has attracted and hosted countless masters and disciples in pursuit of enlightenment for over 2000 years in unbroken continuity. Inspirations for pilgrims include the sacred abodes of Chakrasamvara at Drilbu Ri Mountain opposite Keylong; Avalokiteshvara at Phakba Temple in Triloknath; and Varjavahari at Markula Devi Temple in Udaipur.
Keylong, Lahaul’s largest village, has several important monasteries only a few kilometers away. These were flourishing Buddhist centers centuries ago, such as Kardang, Shashur and Tayul Monasteries. The oldest one, Gandhola (Guru Ghantal) dates to 1st century C.E. according to archeological evidence. I visited each of these places and to come will be posts featuring them.
View of Gandhola (Guru Ghantal) Monastery, way upper left, with Thupcholing Monastery below on the plateau. Those green-roofed structures are meditation huts for retreatants. Both sites overlook Tandi bridge where the mighty Chandra and Bagha Rivers join in what is considered by Buddhists and Hindus alike as a sacred union.
The delight to be found in Lahaul is that over time, masters have left legends, relics, shrines, stupas, sacred paintings, sculptures, and other spiritual encounters that dot the landscape awaiting discovery by travelers and seekers. The more you look, the more you will see, but it takes some uncovering. For example, what looks unimpressive on the outside may contain a treasure on the inside, such as Jabjes Monastery in Kardang Village. Or one has to do a bit of breathless hiking up a mountain to see some of these old monasteries, hidden meditation caves, and charnel grounds.
Jabjes Monastery located in Kardang Village was built around a legendary rock with the miraculous imprints of yogi Gyalwa Gotsangpa’s knees and genitalia, which formed in the stone as he passionately chased and tried to embrace a dakini who disappeared into it. The rock may be seen today inside the temple, Lahaul, India.
However, I’m told by locals that most visitors just pass through Lahaul, heading to the more tourist traveled and trekked sites in Ladakh or Spiti. What a pity!
More readily noticeable and understood by travelers is that Keylong stretches along the main trade route between the Rohtang and Baralacha passes above the Bhaga River. Besides being a thoroughfare between Ladakh, Kullu and Spiti regions, it is also the district headquarters of Lahaul and Spiti, with strategic military presence. In addition, above and below the village one sees lush farmlands growing barley, peas, potatoes, corn, cabbage, mustard greens, squash, and much more. Apples and other fruit orchards are plentiful. My local driver D told me that agriculture is the economic mainstay of Lahaul, and judging from some of the mansions built by some farming families, the wealth of this abundant agrarian heartland is evident. The food harvested is transported all over India. I would not have guessed that at an altitude of over 10,000 feet there would be such a cornucopia!
View of Keylong on hiking trail from Kardang Monastery to Keylong
D’s ancestral farmland is in the Manali area of Kullu Valley, but he lives and works in Keylong to service the tourist industry as an extension of the family business. Indeed, it’s all in the family. I’ve learned from Lahaulis and Spitians I met that relatives live and work together. This was always the tradition, and it largely continues today.
Another thing I learned was that unlike Tibetans, Lahaulis, Spitians and Ladakhis, while culturally and historically part of Tibet, are indigenous to their regions, and as such are not refugees in India but full citizens. In addition, they have their own language and customs. In fact, the Indian government recognizes them as ethnic “tribals,” who may therefore qualify for certain affirmative action positions or opportunities.
It isn’t only just the passerby tourist who may miss the treasure to be found in Lahaul. I realized that my driver, while he probably identifies himself as a Buddhist, is fairly uninformed about the great legacy of his roots. At one point in our travels, he asked me how much I knew about the Dalai Lama and Buddhism. I thought it was a prompt for me to in turn ask him what he knew and be enlightened by his local knowledge, but it was not a segue way to that at all! He told me he tried to find books on Buddhism in Hindi, but could not. It pained me to hear this–that someone looking for knowledge could not access it.
D said that Lahaulis are educated in Indian schools, are fluent in Hindi but not Tibetan, and frequently not English, either. I noticed this is especially true of the women, who largely live domestic lives caring for family and have little contact with others. English is spoken mainly to communicate with foreigners. Feeling affinity for Indian culture and language, many Lahaulis have assimilated to a large extent in recent generations. Most cannot read the readily available contemporary books in Tibetan on Tibetan Buddhism to fill in on the lack of local education on this topic. Books in English are plenty, but nor can they read these since the written language is “too deep” to understand. It was an exquisite and sad irony that I, a foreigner from the other side of the world, knew more about his spiritual roots than he did. That he, a resident in the incredible Garsha, a descendent of the local culture, could not find one book he could read to study Buddhism deeper!
Farm land and orchards above and below Keylong Village in the fertile valley of Bagha River, Lahaul
It’s a double whammy of cultural distance and spiritual loss. Without being able to study Buddhist philosophy and learn about its unique teachings on dependent origination, one runs the risk of meaningless ritual practice with no or limited realization of freedom from life’s delusions and sufferings.
What’s more, Tibetan Buddhists have a marvelous literary and scholarly tradition, founded on the translation and study of original source materials. Lotsawa Rinchen Zangpo’s translations of Buddhist scriptures from Sanskrit to Tibetan has not only preserved a written heritage now lost in India but produced a renaissance of tantric study and practice. This was during the late 10th to 11th centuries, a flourishing period referred to as the second great propagation of Buddhism. It is the Indo-Tibetan history I’ve been trailing through the sacred art of mandalas, monastery murals, and sculptures.
Garsha: Heartland of the Dakinis
In fact, a (French) Tibetan Buddhist nun, while living in Keylong, discovered the very same thing–that Lahaulis did not know much about the dharma history of their own land. Furthermore, part of why Lahaul’s Buddhist legacy is little known is due to a dearth of literature on it. So she wrote the book Garsha: Heartland of the Dakinis in 2011, published by the Garsha Young Drukpa Association. I have a copy in English, the language it was originally written in. Currently, it needs to be translated into Hindi for local readers.
It is a remarkable small book, jam-packed with a wealth of information about Garsha’s ancient history, the Drukpa lineage masters, dakinis, the founding of monasteries, anecdotes, local legends, descriptions of sacred sites, miracles, reliquaries, carved stones, and much more. It is probably the most, and perhaps only, comprehensive account of Lahaul’s history from the Buddhist perspective. Because it is written by a monastic with open access to living lineage teachers, and unpublished historic materials in Bhoti/Tibetan, the book is a treasure trove of knowledge.
I learned about the book and purchased it from Khandro Thrinlay la when I met her in Manali en route to Spiti (see earlier post here). She is a lama and direct descendent of the Drukpa Kagyu Shakya Shri lineage, with very close spiritual ties to Lahaul. My travel companion J was happy to find it available for sale later in Keylong because she wanted to buy it and donate copies to Tabo Monastery Library in Spiti and The Library of Tibetan Works and Archives in Dharamsala. Funny thing, though, she did not find it in a book store but at a small travel agency/internet cafe establishment run by a lovely Lahauli man keen on the book. You see what I mean? The more you look, the more you will find around here!
Sept 9, 2013 Spiti adventure continues…on to Lahaul, India
After a jaunty jiggly jeep ride of over 10 hours from Kaza back through the magnificent giant boulder rubble of Spiti Valley, Kunzum-la Pass (this time populated by yaks grazing and loafing!) and getting stuck fording a glacial melt waterfall that flooded the rocky road, we arrived in Keylong, Lahaul.
View of farmland in early morning Spiti Valley, en route to Keylong, LahaulSpiti Valley in the marbled early morning sun. As dry and desolate as Spiti may seem, there is always the play of light and colorful vistasApproaching the stupas of Kunzum la pass, the high point of the road at about 15000 ft altitude. This time there was a herd of yak grazing and resting. Glaciers can be seen within relatively close range.Kunzum la pass, where I circumambulated the stupas and got a close look at yaks gathered there. Glaciers can be seen at above left.Herd of yaks dotting Kunzum la pass, at about 15000 feet altitude, the highest point of the road through Spiti ValleyYak grazing, this one looks like he’s molting or has been shavedYaks grazing and resting at Kunzum la pass, seen en route from Spiti to LahaulTibetan Buddhist stupas at Kunzum la pass, monuments in honor of this high point of the road through Spiti ValleyAt this time of year in September, there are streams of glacial melt such as this one which frequently cross the road. They can be as small as trickles or as large as river flows, and it’s wise to travel as much as possible in the morning before the hot afternoon sun increases the flow of these waters that you have to cross with your vehicle.Huge boulder piles along the road from Kaza, Spiti, to Keylong, Lahaul. It’s difficult to judge the monumental scale from just a photo, but to give you an idea, this foreground rock is as tall as a person.Huge boulder piles along the road from Kaza, Spiti, to Keylong, Lahaul
Magnificent and desolate…
Our jeep on the road through the dry desert terrain of Spiti Valley, India
Once you experience the vast scale of the Himalayas, you can readily understand why the environment induces existential concerns and spiritual development. There’s nothing like realizing our small duration as human beings in the context of gigantic geological time and space, and beyond this, the grand cosmos to put human desires and expectations into a completely different focus.
A large Tibetan Buddhist stupa is dwarfed by the magnificent scale of the Himalayan mountains
Here is our jeep stuck on rocks while attempting to ford the rapidly flowing waterfall that flooded the road in the afternoon. We had patiently waited while the vehicle before us was stuck and finally managed to get out. In that 45 minutes or so, unfortunately, the water flow started increasing as the hot afternoon sun melted more glaciers! We got out eventually though with the help of others waiting to pass, including military men and a monk who moved earth and rubble, pushed and rocked the car, as our driver revved forward.
Our jeep stuck on rocks while attempting to ford the rapidly flowing waterfall that floods the road in the afternoon in Spiti Valley.The said rapidly flowing waterfall which created a river across the road, Spiti Valley, India
In contrast, as you approach and enter Lahaul Valley, high waterfalls are plenty but do not flood the roads. Lahaul is also a welcoming green landscape with grass, shrubbery, trees, and evergreens. The region is also well known for its delicious potatoes, as well as crops of barley, peas, cabbage, apple and other fruit orchards. Even here in high altitude, it is a heartland for growing food to be transported throughout India.
One sees many high waterfalls throughout the more verdant Lahaul Valley
With arrival in Keylong, Lahaul, in late afternoon we spent the rest of the day trying to get some logistics done. For my part, it was to get (yet another) SIM card that will get a cell signal here in the high Himalayas, and hopefully maintain a signal when I later travel to Ladakh further north. After the last week in Kaza, Spiti, without any cell phone coverage by my existing SIM card to communicate with family or arrange meetings or call for travel, etc., I decided to get another with a different carrier. Here in India, there is no single carrier that can provide national coverage, so one gets used to swapping out SIM cards and switching providers as the need arises when you travel from area to area. I have three SIMs now. The last one took so long to do—don’t ask the maddening details about how it took well over two hours to buy the SIM in one place and take it to another place to cut down. Around here you get used to relatively simple things taking an inordinate amount of time to accomplish, in this case, out of lack of coordination and know-how on merchants’ part. I’ve learned to smile a lot, shake my head, and say to myself, “It’s India…” Trust me, even Indians say this!
I never got to treat my very dry leather shoes as I had promised myself. They look like they’re going to crack from the dust-pounding they get in this high desert climate and unpaved roads. Nor did I get to download from the internet café the software plug-in I desperately need to manage my photographs. I couldn’t do it in Spiti because my download was too big for the internet café’s monthly ration of data permitted. Who knew an internet cafe would be rationed for data?! But, ok, lack of resources…I shook my head and smiled, it’s India.
But what India lacks, it definitely makes up for in its sublime experiences!
View of Keylong nestled in the Bhagha River Valley, Lahaul
Which brings me to Lahaul, also known by Buddhists as Garsha Khandroling, a region with a deep history of highly realized yogis. These are the practitioners who spend many years or decades in seclusion meditating in caves. You may have heard about adepts who can demonstrate astounding practices of mind over matter, such as levitate or dry wet sheets in the snow with heat generated from their bodies, confounding the scientists who studied this phenomena. Or you may have heard of Jetsunma Tenzin Palmo, the American Tibetan Buddhist nun and her Cave in the Snow. In any case, more on Garsha in the next post…
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Marmots were poking their heads out of rock crevices, or walking out in the open like this one, presumably searching for breakfast. Cute pudgy little things, they reminded me of our local American groundhogs.
