Open a map of Ladakh. Go all the way northwest until your finger almost touches Pakistan. That tiny dot right on the Line of Control is Turtuk: the last Indian village before the border, a green oasis of apricot orchards and wooden Balti houses surrounded by the barren peaks of the Karakoram. Until the 1971 war, Turtuk was part of Baltistan (Pakistan). One morning the Indian Army arrived, and the villagers woke up as Indian citizens. Overnight, families were divided by a line on a map. Today Turtuk is the only place in India where you can meet the Balti people, taste their unique food, and literally look across the fence at the village where your host’s cousins still live.
Because it is. The language is Balti (closer to Tibetan), the faces are Central Asian, the wooden houses have carved balconies straight out of Skardu, and the mosques have Persian-style minarets. Women wear colourful topi caps with flowers, men greet with “Assalamu alaikum” and a warm smile, and every home offers you sweet apricot juice the moment you sit down. This is India, but it feels like a beautiful dream where India, Pakistan and Central Asia quietly merged.
Distance from Leh: 205 km (7–9 hours)
Route: Leh → Khardung La → Diskit (Nubra) → Hundar → Turtuk
The road is now fully black-topped and smooth till the last kilometre. Shared taxis from Leh to Hundar (₹600–800), then local taxi to Turtuk (₹1500–2000 full car return). Private taxi 2-day Nubra + Turtuk trip: ₹18,000–25,000.
Permit: Free Inner Line Permit required (online in 5 minutes at lahdc-leh.nic.in).
Climb the small hill behind the village school. On one side: Turtuk. On the other side, just 2–3 km away: Pakistani villages. You can literally see people going about their day across the fence.
Stroll through narrow lanes of 400-year-old wooden houses with intricately carved doors and balconies. Many still have Persian inscriptions.
Two stunning cascades – one right inside the village, another 30-minute walk upstream.
The former kings of Baltistan still live here in a beautiful wooden palace-turned-museum. Entry ₹50, and the royal family often serves you tea themselves.
In summer the entire valley turns pink-white with blossoms. The polo ground is still used for matches – pure joy to watch.
8 km beyond Turtuk (army escort required) – the absolute last village before the border. Surreal and humbling.
| Season | Months | What You’ll See |
|---|---|---|
| Apricot Blossom | April | Entire valley pink-white – most romantic time |
| Summer | May–September | Lush green, fresh apricots everywhere, pleasant 20–28°C |
| Autumn | October | Golden poplars, harvest season |
| Winter | November–March | Road usually closed beyond Hundar |
| Day 1 – Arrival & Village | |
| Afternoon | Reach, check into homestay, walk through lanes |
| Evening | Border viewpoint sunset + royal palace visit |
| Day 2 – Soul of Turtuk | |
| Morning | Waterfalls + orchard walk |
| Afternoon | Balti cooking session with host family |
| Night | Bonfire + stargazing (Milky Way is unreal here) |
Because it is the only place where you can sit on an Indian rooftop, drink apricot juice, and wave to Pakistan just 2 km away – while feeling nothing but warmth and humanity. Because the Balti people will invite you into their homes, show you photos of relatives across the border, and still say “we are one family, just divided by a line.”
Turtuk doesn’t just give you a holiday. It gives you perspective.
Juley from the village that belongs to both sides of the heart!