Reduced to its elements, Spiti is just big rocks, heavy dust, colourless water and thin air. It is almost completely devoid of vegetation and supports scant life. The sun is so bright it cooks the skin and the winter climate so cold it freezes your breath. The wonder of Spiti is not in the variety of vegetation it supports, but in the scant that it does. The beauty of Spiti is not in the vibrancy of the landscape but the subtlety of it. The incredulity of Spiti is in how it overwhelms you so much – with so little.
Note – This is an extract from the Spiti Winter Expedition series. To read the full story, follow this link.
