A medium size holy lake presented itself in front of me. Lamas, dressed in maroon and gold, circumambulated the entire lake (about 500 meters in circumference, I’d reckon). A white Gurudwara (place of worship for Sikhs) glistened in the evening setting sky. A tourist bus tried with all its might to keep the journey uphill smooth, up near the caves, where Guru Padmasambhava had climbed on foot centuries ago. A 100+ feet idol of the Guru himself, carved along with his Tantric implements, towered to my left.