Higher than Everest base camp with my Motorcycle

Mig-La — Where the Air Felt Different May 2026. Some journeys stay in your camera roll. Some stay in your mind. And then there are a few that become a part of who you are. For me, **Mig-La was one of those journeys.** Standing there, on one of the highest motorable roads in the world, at an altitude higher than Everest Base Camp, everything felt different. The air was thin and light. Every movement demanded a little more from the body. But what I remember most was the **silence**. It wasn't the kind of silence we experience at home late at night. This was absolute silence. No traffic. No people. No trees rustling in the wind. For a moment, it was so quiet that I could literally hear **what my own breathing sounded like.** The cold was brutal. Fingers were freezing, the body was tired, and the terrain had already taken its share of energy from us. But strangely, none of that mattered anymore. The excitement of reaching the goal had somehow killed every painful sensation. And make no mistake—**this wasn't your usual motorcycle ride.** There was no smooth ribbon of tarmac, no comfortable coffee stops every few kilometres, and no easy ride where you stop, click a picture and continue. We were riding through terrain where nature constantly reminded us how small we were. Maybe a couple of years from now, things will be different. There might be a beautifully finished road leading all the way to Mig-La. Riders and tourists may reach here comfortably, park their vehicles, take photographs and upload them before heading back. And that's a good thing. **But we were here when getting here was still an expedition.** We struggled through it. We froze through it. We earned that photograph. And somewhere in that journey, **a little piece of history was made.** But our achievement feels small when I think about the people who made this journey possible in the first place. Standing at Mig-La, I couldn't help looking around at those mountains and wondering: **How did someone even build a road here?** At this altitude, simply breathing and walking can be exhausting. Yet there were people who brought machinery, moved mountains, fought extreme temperatures and worked in terrain where even surviving is difficult. So this story isn't only about us reaching Mig-La. It's also about the men and women of the **Border Roads Organisation (BRO)** who accepted the challenge of building a road where building a road almost seems impossible. **Hats off to BRO. 🇮🇳** You didn't just build a road through the mountains. **You built the road that made our dream possible.** And I will always be proud that in **May 2026**, before Mig-La became just another destination on the map… **we went there as an expedition.** 🏍️🏔️🇮🇳