There’s a moment just past Dehradun when the road gets narrow, the air turns cool, and tall trees begin to crowd the path. That’s when I know I’ve left the plains behind and entered a slower, softer world. 

My solo trips to the hills often begin in the backseat of a shared taxi, winding slowly through curves. These rides are often my favourite part. Fellow passengers turn into 

storytellers, pointing out places most tourists miss. On this journey to Mussoorie, one of them spoke about the winterline, a rare sunset seen only here and in Switzerland. As the air grew thinner, I felt a familiar calm settle in. 

At the top, the clouds opened to reveal Sterling Mussoorie. 

The Pause I Didn’t Know I Needed 

Sterling Mussoorie sits quietly on a hilltop, looking out over the entire Doon Valley. My room had a wide window, and I would sit for hours with tea in hand, watching the mist drift like waves below me. 

I’ve always been curious about local food, and the Garhwali dishes served here were simple, warm, and full of comfort. There’s something special about eating food in the place it comes from, surrounded by the same mountains that shaped it. 

The resort had rope courses, ziplining, and forest walks. I chose the walks. I like wandering through woods, hoping to stumble upon a hidden bench or a quiet clearing. Mussoorie gave me that space, the kind where your thoughts feel louder and clearer. 

Slow Travel, Real Moments 

Sterling Mussoorie wasn’t just a stay. It was a soft break from life. The smell of deodar trees, the sudden cold after sunset, the sound of distant bells, all of it reminded me why I travel alone. 

If you’ve ever wanted to pause and listen to your own thoughts, this is the place. No hurry, no noise, just winding roads, passing stories, and skies that change colour slowly. 

Need a moment that feels like it’s only yours? Let the mountain make space for you here. 

Author: Ankit Anand Traveller & Freelancer