7 Days Guided Motorcycle Tour

As you arrive in Guwahati airport, your adventure begins! The warm, humid air of Assam greets you as you step outside, where our team awaits with revving engines. There's a buzz of excitement in the air—motorcycles are being lined up, helmets adjusted, and hands shaken in anticipation. After a short round of introductions and briefing of the route ahead, your machine is handed over—the one that will carry you through winding mountain passes and misty valleys.

With engines roaring, you leave the city behind. The landscape slowly shifts as the road leads you away from the chaos of Guwahati and towards the lush, rolling hills of Arunachal Pradesh. The traffic thins, the air cools, and pine trees begin to replace city skylines. Hours pass like minutes, the rhythm of the ride broken only by short breaks for tea and admiring the view.

As you arrive in Shergaon—a quiet Himalayan village tucked into the hills, wrapped in mist and the scent of pine. Here, in the calm of the mountains, our official Orientation will begin, where you will be officially introduced to the team and fellow riders. Overnight stay at Shergaon.

Rise and shine, rider! The roar of distant thunder mixes with the early morning mountain breeze as clouds roll over Shergaon’s pine-covered slopes. After breakfast, you mount your motorcycle, visor down, ready for a day that promises not just scenic wonders but a ride carved into the very legends of the Eastern Himalayas.

The crown jewel of today’s ride? Sela Pass—standing at a staggering 13,700 feet. The road narrows, flanked by towering peaks shrouded in thick fog, and then—like a guardian of the heavens—it appears, Sela Pass. Wind howls through colorful prayer flags, the clouds swirl at your feet, and the sheer scale of the place makes your engine feel like a whisper.

Right at its heart lies Sela Lake. Even in monsoon, its glassy surface reflects a world of stormy skies and distant snowcaps. Sacred to the Monpa tribe, the lake exudes a quiet, ethereal energy—untouched and revered. From here, You ride through clouds, past gushing streams and lands that feel untouched by time. By late evening, You will arrive in Tawang.

Your morning begins under a soft blanket of mist, with prayer flags swaying gently in the cool mountain breeze. Today offers a pause from long rides, but not from wonder. First, you'll visit the spiritual heart of Tawang—the majestic Tawang Monastery. Perched high above the valley, it is the largest monastery in India and the second-largest in the world. This fortress of faith envelopes you in tranquility: the scent of butter lamps, the gentle spin of prayer wheels, and the serene gaze of the golden Buddha create an atmosphere of deep reflection and reverence.

From there, we head to the enchanting Madhuri Lake (Shonga-tser Lake), made famous by the Bollywood film featuring Madhuri Dixit. Located at an altitude of around 12,000 feet, the journey to the lake winds through dense forests and high mountain passes. Framed by towering cliffs and pine trees, the lake mirrors the sky—sometimes moody and dramatic, sometimes clear and still. In the monsoon season, it's a scene straight from a dream: haunting, ethereal, unforgettable.

If weather permits, our adventure will take us to the remote Bumla Pass, a historic Indo-China border crossing at over 15,000 feet. The ride is surreal—clouds trailing beside you as you ascend twisting mountain roads. Along the way, Indian Army posts stand as reminders of courage and resilience, with soldiers often waving you onward through the rugged terrain. At the summit, the silence is profound, broken only by the whisper of wind. Here, nature, history, and geopolitics converge in a powerful, humbling way. Overnight stay in Tawang.

Today, you begin your ride toward Dirang, but not before stopping to pay your respects to a hero whose bravery echoes through the mountains. After breakfast, you rev up your motorcycle and head toward the Jaswant War Memorial, dedicated to Jaswant Singh Rawat, an Indian Army soldier who became a legend during the 1962 Sino-Indian War. The memorial sits silently amidst the dense forest, a stark reminder of sacrifice and courage. Here, you’ll pause and reflect on the soldier’s valor as you stand before the statue, surrounded by the misty silence of the war-scarred land.

From the memorial, the road to Dirang unfolds like a ribbon through the mountains. The monsoon has painted the landscape in deep greens and muddy browns, with clouds clinging to the peaks. As you descend, the curves and turns of the road greet you with both excitement and serenity. The ride becomes a dance with the elements—rain pelting your gear, fog curling at your wheels, and the scent of wet pine filling your lungs. The landscape changes before your eyes, from the rugged terrain of Tawang’s hills to the rolling valleys leading into Dirang.

By the time you reach Dirang, the day’s adventure has left its mark. The road may have been filled with both challenging climbs and thrilling descents, but the memories of Jaswant's bravery, the monsoon’s fierce beauty, and the relentless spirit of the mountains will stay with you. Overnight stay in Dirang.

After breakfast, the day’s adventure calls you to explore Dirang. Your ride today will take you to 108 Mandala Top. This sacred site, located at a high altitude, is a place of profound spiritual significance. As you ride towards it, the road twists and climbs, with each curve offering an ever-expanding view of the valley below. The 108 prayer wheels scattered around the site seem to hum with the energy of the place—an invitation to pause, reflect, and breathe in the vastness of it all.

After soaking in the spiritual essence of Mandala Top, your ride continues toward Sangti Valley, the valley known for its lush meadows, which in monsoon come alive with a vivid shade of green. The clouds roll in like waves over the valley floor, mist hanging low over the emerald pastures where the rivers cut through with a peaceful, persistent flow. It’s a place where nature’s raw beauty meets quiet peace—a place to pause and lose yourself in the rhythm of the world that moves slower here.

The journey through these mountain paths, with rain gently falling and mist weaving through the trees, leaves a mark on you—a feeling of being in a land forgotten by time. As the day winds to a close, you return to Dirang, your heart full of the sights, sounds, and stories of a land where adventure and serenity exist in perfect harmony.

After breakfast, Gear up for the final leg of this unforgettable tour. It’s a long ride today—one that traces your path back from the highlands to the plains, from mist-wrapped valleys to the vibrant pulse of the city. The road stretches out like a memory, winding through the landscapes you've come to know intimately: misty forests,breathtaking lakes, and endless bends carved into the side of the mountains.

As the hours pass, every mile feels like a quiet conversation with the land you’re leaving behind. The rain comes and goes, sometimes a drizzle, sometimes a downpour, each drop etching the farewell deeper. You ride past villages tucked into the hillsides, past prayer flags dancing in the wind, and through those familiar mountain curves that now feel like old friends. With every twist of the throttle, you're not just riding toward Guwahati—you're carrying a piece of the Himalayas with you.

As You roll into Guwahati, the tour’s starting point now its ending. With a mix of pride and nostalgia, you hand over your motorcycle—mud-splashed, rain-washed, and full of stories. You’ve ridden through clouds, rain, and legend. Tonight, you rest knowing this wasn’t just a ride, it was the adventure of a lifetime.

Your final morning dawns in Guwahati, and for the first time in days, the hum of the engine is replaced by stillness. The rain may linger in the air, soft and nostalgic, as you pack your bags—now heavier with memories than belongings. Over breakfast, conversations drift to the best curves you rode, the wildest rains you braved, and the quietest moments you didn’t expect. It’s not just a departure, it’s a slow letting go of a journey that has, in some small way, changed you.

As the clock ticks on, it’s time to begin the journey home. Book your taxi, take one last look at the road outside, and leave for Guwahati airport. The ride through the city feels surreal—softer now, the buzz of traffic a stark contrast to the wild symphony of the hills. But with you, you carry the echo of mountains, the rhythm of rain, and the calm of places where the world still feels untouched.

And just like that, the adventure concludes—not with noise, but with a quiet knowing: you came seeking the mountains, but they gave you something far more lasting.