Showing posts with label Treks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Treks. Show all posts

Sunday, August 17, 2008

The Chukki brothers, a plundered temple and an 'oceanic' reservoir on August 16th, 2008

The second trip of the 2008 monsoon season turned out to be a trip to a lot of places in one day. After a lot of deliberation and trying to gather a crowd for the trip, the plan swung from Dandeli to Hampi to Chikmagalur to Hogennakal and finally settled on Shivanasamudram at the very last moment. The people were also see-sawing all the way with people like Raghu pulling out because of Varalakshmi and Arun citing a lack of crowd.

Finally Girish, Anirban, Anuj and I set off in a hired Indica with a driver at 6 am from office. Now, my first trip to this famed waterfall was on December 29th, 2007. Although the place seemed not to impress visually at that point of time (we saw two trickles on each branch of the Gaganachukki waterfall at that time. Of course, the first trip holds a special place in my heart for another reason), this time around I was totally mesmerized by the sight in front of me.

Breakfast was bisi bele bath and masala dosa and super strong coffee at the Shivalli restaurant (MTR branch at Channapatna) for me.



The Gaganachukki waterfalls were at their visual best. The recent heavy rains in the whole of Karnataka made our timing to the waterfall perfect. We arrived pretty early and there was a thin crowd which was good. There was a thick mist rising from the base of the waterfall and the waterfall looked like milk gushing down the rocks. I think it would have been even more special if it had been in the middle of a forest and we had to trek a couple of kilometers into the jungle. Would keep all the other noisy tourists away and keep the place pristine clean too. I'll let the photos do the talking since I dont have the repertoire of words to do justice to its beauty.


Bharachukki is less taller, but makes up for it by the sheer breadth of the waterfall. On every side that you turn, you'll see a waterfall gushing down the rocks. If not for the some of the spaces in between where there are trees or vegetation growing, we would have our very own Niagara falls right here close to Bangalore. Simply magnificent! Girish had a Digital SLR from Canon (my own camera fades in comparison) and we spent some time to get a panoramic view of the waterfall using the stitch option. It took us 6 photos side by side to get the entire stretch! (Will be uploaded here once Girish completes the stitching) The places where we took bath in the water the last time was all under several feet of water this time.


We did find one branch of the waterfall where we got close and got a mist spray. Very nice place. I was really tempted to jump into the pool below the waterfall here but better sense prevailed. Currents were really strong and the rocks posed a danger even if I wasn't scared of the water depths. We enjoyed the quiet of the place for a while there.


Posting here a view of the waterfall where I sat right beneath the waterfall last time. No chance this time. There was no chance of even taking out a coracle to the base of the waterfall this time.

A picture of the janardhana idol in Somnathpur garbha griha

We then went to Somnathpur. 40kms from Bharachukki but the roads were so bad, it made it seem like a 100 kms. Have heard that the place resembles Hampi. It was plundered by Tipu Sultan and is now an abandoned temple, but most of the temple is intact. The carvings are exquisite. So are the idols of the Lords. Pretty well maintained heritage site, I was impressed by the beauty of the lawn outside as well the cleanliness of the place.


We then proceeded to the Blue Lagoon island (which is actually the backwaters of the KRS dam) in Mysore. Water, water everywhere. This reservoir is massive! Much much bigger than the Linganamakki reservoir that Honnemardu is famous for. When we asked Anuj if he could swim, he siad, "I feel that I can." We were all bent over with laughter that time. How can you feel such a thing. We remarked, "Lets see how you feel in the water today." I personally felt that we need not have travelled all that distance just to swim. We could have spent more time at the waterfall instead and maybe visited the Shivanasamudram temple where there was place to swim apparently in the river Cauvery.

The entrance to the reservoir is through a private plantation. Before we could enter, an old man with a stick insisted on an entrance fee. He got away with Rs. 100/-. In Anuj's opinion, we paid for an annual membership! Some twenty feet away, another guy stopped us. He also wanted money. We were really pissed off. Told him we already paid 100 rupees. But he said, "You paid my brother, now you have to pay me too!" After much cussing, the chap would not budge at all and Girish sent him off with another 20 rupees.

Of course if you want to swim, which I love to, this reservoir has an endless oppurtunity to swim all day long. Water is quite calm and I am pretty sure there is no danger except for the depth of course. I ventured about 100 - 150 m out, but then returned as the water started getting way too cold in the middle and I was the only one there. Didn't want to suffer a cramp because of the cold.

All in all, a good trip and although there was no strenous trekking or getting into the waterfall, the trip is worth it just to see the waterfalls at their best. To give you an idea, I leave you with a picture of Gaganachukki as we saw it last December!


Sunday, June 01, 2008

Wayanad - May 23-24, 2008

Who would have thought that May would be the time to go for a trek. The peak of summer and I was expecting everything to be looking brown and dead or at least half dead. Kudos to Satya for landing up in Bangalore from Pune and insisting that we go on a trek while he was here for the weekend. After several attempts to book B. R. hills resort by Adarsh was a failure, we had no choice but to go to Wayanad. Two cars it was- a brand new Red Swift that Nikhil had recently purchased and Rohit's 'new' second hand Esteem- these were our rides to Wayanad.

I will not go into all the minute by minute details of the trip due to the lack of patience on my part and also because I am writing most of this sitting in my cube in office on a Monday morning when I am supposed to be working diligently. Therefore, only the highlights of the trips will be exposed to the limited readership of my blog.

We started off on Friday night, and inspite of our plans to start off at 6 PM, we only left Bangalore at 8:30 PM. Night halt in Mysore with the notable event being our dinner. We had idli's at a gaadiwallah outside the bus stand! We asked for four plates of idlis and he gave us four plates with four idlis each. My joke for the day was that if we had asked for ten plates, he would have given us ten plates with ten idlis on each plate. Dumb, I know, but that is the level of my jokes usuallly. Four idlis per plate plus masala vada plus tea!Total dinner cost for 10 guys came out to 135 rupees!

We stayed in a very dilapidated cheap section of Mysore, but the lodge rooms were dirt cheap and we only needed them for the night, so we can't really complain. Besides, we also had a lot of fun that night, but that part is not public domain knowledge. Contact me personally for details. ;)


This pic below is a view of the Muthanga wildlife reserve once we enter Kerala. This is actually Kerala's part of the Bandipur wildlife reserve. As you can see, the roads are a pleasure to drive on and the bamboo canopy that formed overhead was a treat for the eyes. Everything was actually lush green because the pre-monsoon showers had hit about two weeks back.


We ignored the signages which asked us not to stop on the way through the forest (supposedly because animal crossings could happen across the road). All of us spent time posing for individual and group pics in the forest. Rohit tried to prove why he was assistant director for Kuselan by attempting to show us his prowess with the camera. This pic here is a great group pic, probably the only one in the trip with Satya being notably missing since he was the photographer for this pic. Notice that the guys without the cool shades are the ones who are naturally cool and don't need any extra apparel to look 'cool'. ;)


I kept insisting that the forest office at Mepaddi would give us trouble. I told Satya they wouldn't let us climb Chembra citing one excuse or the other. Told him to call up the office from Bangalore itself to arrange for permission in advance. He didn't and I chided him for it. We walked into the forest office late morning on Saturday without giving any prior notice. Surprisingly, the officer didn't even try to stop us. We told him - "Sir, we want to climb Chembra today." He said " Sign in that register with your address and you can be on your way. Also add the registration number for your cars." That was it! I almost went red in the face. It was so simple this time! Last time they said forest fire problems and what not. Just wouldn't let us go up. Finally, we did go up and camp near the lake for the night last time, but that's another story.

This is one of the pics on the first stage of the climb. I had read on someone's blog that the climb to the peak was done in seven stages. In Sundi's words, Chembra is an ideal example of a pseudo peak. A 'pseudo peak' is one in which the actual peak is always hidden from your view. You always see some peakish thing and think thats the end, but when you get there, you realise its only a temporary maxima, and the peak lies behind and higher. So as I was saying, we were expecting seven stages of this with the lake at the second stage. I diligently kept count of the stages and kept egging my friends on. But after I had counted almost 9-10 stages and the peak was still out of reach, I gave up counting since it no longer made any sense. Nobody was believing me anymore.

A sneak peak through the fog at the peak from the heart shaped lake or at least what you think is the peak at this point. The real peak is in fact several stages away and probably not even visible from the lake.

Half an hour on the way, we reached a lake that was actually more of a puddle. And the guys were really pissed that this was the lake I was talking about. The guys had even brought along their swimming trunks expecting to jump into the lake. I was pretty sure that wasn't the lake since I knew that the lake never dried up throughout the year and the position of the lake was also different from what I remembered from the last time. But I wasn't sure enough to insist that this was the wrong lake. Ten-fifteen minutes later, we finally hit the real lake and I was jubilant. I pointed out the lake to Macy and declared - 'See, the lake doesn't dry up. I knew it wouldn't violate that rule. Its the law of the lake!!!' And Macy gave a smirk but I had turned out to be right!

A beautiful view of the heart shaped lake from above, half-way to the peak. The weather by the way was absolutely amazing. Can you believe this picture was actually taken around 2 PM in the afternoon!!! It also drizzled a couple of times during the trek and made the path slippery. Thankfully, not enough to make the water start flowing down the path. That would have really made things dangerous.


Some amazing pics again as the clouds closed in around us...


Thirty minutes more to the peak and Satya gave up. He actually would have made it. But the soles on both his shoes were almost missing and he wanted to save what was left of it for the climb back down. So we shed our bags where he stayed on and continued up. It was a huge relief to shed the extra weight. I have to say Satya's experience there alone would also have been equally worth dying for. Imagine being alone on the mountain with only silence around you. Freaky! Satya told us afterward that though we were far away, he could hear us all clearly talking like we were just ten metres away!


We finally reached the peak at exactly 3:30 PM. Two and half hours to the top just like I had promised to Satya and Macy! Macy and Atul were the first to make it. They finally reached the top and declared that there was nothing ahead to scale. We were on the peak finally! Only five of us made it to the peak - Macy, Adarsh, Atul, Mithun and me. We all gave out whoops of joy and I removed my sleeveless tee ( actually its just a vest) and flung it on a nearby rock.

The last time I came to Chembra with NITK guys, I didn't make it all the way to the top. The wind speeds were really bad and I was scared to death. Besides, we were also carrying heavy loads that time.

After that, I did some 360 degree videos of the peak accompanied by my critically acclaimed commentary. It was really silent up there and we were on top of Wayanad. We were on a high, 2200m to be exact! :) (Think i flicked that line from someone.)

Ten minutes after we reached the peak, the clouds closed in all around us and we were actually engulfed in the clouds. It was raining below but we were above the rain!

This was were we had our most dangerous encounter on the trip. Lightning and thunder ensued. Suddenly, Adarsh exclaimed that he felt something. Like something brushed past him. We didn't really understand what he meant or was getting at. Then a couple of minutes later, another lightning strike in the distance. And suddenly all of us felt it (except Macy); it was like some electric charge passing against us. Static discharge happening around us due to the lightning strike! Then Adarsh clicked a photo of my hair, and sure enough, it was all standing up. This continued two-three more times and Adarsh and me were getting really freaked out. We originally planned to stay on the peak till 4:30 at least. But I talked him out of it. Then we all decided to just sit silent for five minutes, close our eyes and enjoy the silence and the clean air. We were in the middle of that when suddenly it hit us again; the discharge, and it was huge this time! Literally like a small slap on the back. Three seconds later, thunder rumbled in the distance. We remembered our physics- light travels much faster then sound. All of us cried out in unison. Macy also felt it this time. We made a beeline for the path and started scrambling down as fast as we could go. It was only after we came below the cloud line did we heave a sigh of relief. I remarked that we should all go to a temple after we reached home and thank the Lord for getting us back down safely that day!



The climb down was uneventful except for this fearsome lad below. Spotted by Satya, a big dark green shiny scorpion, larger than the size of my palm. This picture shows you his fearsome claws and tail pointing upwards in a 'warrior pose' ready to strike. I have to say that the scorpion had actually scuttled to the side harmlessly. But then Adarsh threw a stone at it just to scare it away just in case. Instead of scuttling away, it broke into a defensive pose ready to strike. Even if I took one step forward, it countered by moving towards us. Finally, the five of us (Satya had already passed ahead) had to abandon the path and move through the grass to avoid the big venomous guy. Credits to a dear friend of mine for using some editing skills to remove the blur in the picture. Needless to say, I should have taken the photo in Macro mode to get better detail, but I wasn't really thinking clearly at that point of time.


We finally reached the watch tower at 5 PM where we joined the remaining four people who had not even made it to the lake because they were too tired. Lack of physical fitness and some vices to blame for that. After recounting our experiences to these guys, we made to car and back on our way to Kalpetta to get a hot bath, some much needed dinner and a comfy bed to sleep on after. We did stop on the way where i caught this heavenly picture of sunset. I could only imagine how good it would have looked from the top!!!



Next day was Soochipara waterfalls after getting up really late and a lazy breakfast. Nice falls with scope for bathing and getting some massage for the sore limbs. I'll let the pictures speak for themselves here. Only complaint was that the falls was a little too accessible to the public, so there was a crowd at the water. We could have gone to Meenmutty which is a much better falls and secluded since its not that easily accessible, but of course no one was in the mood for a trek that day.



On our way back to Bangalore after that. We did stop once in Muthanga wildlife reserve since there was a rumour of a Bison spotting. And though we could see something in the distance in the forest, we couldn't say for sure if it was a Bison or just an ordinary ox.

At one point during the drive back, it did pour so heavily, that visibility was nearly down to zero with the rain actually moving sidewards.


Dinner at Shivalli Tiffin Rooms where I had the tried and tested Bisi Bele Bath and Masala Dosa to round off the memorable trip.

Thanks again to Satya for inspiring all the guys to make it to the trip. Here's to hoping we can do atleast one trip a month from now on! Keep up the enthusiasm guys!

Monday, July 09, 2007

Romancing The Rain

Everything associated with rain is so romantic. The cool breeze and the swaying of trees just seconds before the downpour starts, the kiss of the first raindrop on your cheek, the earthly smell rising up with the first showers to embrace the falling droplets, the sight of a peacock with all its plume arrayed in a wondrous display, a girl dancing in the rain with her arms spread eagle and chin pointing heavenwards with those lustrous locks plastered to her face... oh so beautiful!

In fact everything is so rosy and heavenly that I feel it is my duty to shatter this myth. For all of you who didn't know, rain also brings to the dense forests and slopes of the Western Ghats wait for it... Leeches. And if you think we didn't learn this the hard way, check out these pictures captured on our 6 Megapixel Digital cameras en route to Brahmagiri.







Those are actually the poda of our very friend Bhattiem who daringly or rather foolishly (although we strongly suspect its the later) decided to venture into the forests of the Western Ghats in floaters smack bang in the middle of the south-west monsoon. I kid you not, these are real photos. If you are daring enough, click on the photos to view the leeches in all their glory.

Another group of trekkers consisting more of the fairer sex were outfitted in thick jeans, thick soled calf length boots, and double and triple packed woolen socks to avoid our sucker friends in stark contrast with our shorts and ankle length cotton socks. This incident was reported by eyewitnesses-

One girl whispering to another girl after seeing our revealing outfits: Are they crazy! Don't they know there are leeches here? Why are they in half pants?
Us to one another smugly: Duh!!!

Who said anything about rain being always romantic.

Disclaimer: No harm was imparted to the leeches in the shooting of these photographs. However, they were salted, tobacco-ed, bleached and ground to a fine pulp with a vengeance until every last drop of sucked blood was gleefully forced out of its slimy body after the shoot was over. And although Bhattiem probably fed an entire kingdom of leeches, we also bravely did our part by accepting some bites ourselves even though we don't get a Blood Donation certificate and free Tees from Rotaract Club for our benevolence.

Credits: We would like to thank all the leeches for patiently clinging on to Bhattiem's smelly legs and sucking his toxic blood for hours and posing for the photographs. We could not have done this without you.

Monday, June 18, 2007

Nostalgia Part I

Wild Flowers, Central Station, Munnar


Heaven, Munnar


Is it a bird, is it a rock... Bottom Station, Munnar


Hanging on the Edge at Sheeshaparvata


A misty view of the mountains enroute to the peak


Falls at Munnar (name of the falls I cant recall)


A breathtaking view from Top Station, Munnar


Wild yellow flowers, Munnar


Bird's eye view of Om Beach


The Shiva Linga at Kumaraparvata


The final stretch to the peak at KP


A beautiful view of Sheeshaparvat, KP


Another view amidst the mist of Sheeshaparvata


Om beach at Sunset, Gokarna


There is no way I can post all the wonderful timeless pictures here. Here are a few of the best pics from recent treks...

Kudos to Sunaad for all the organization, loads of enthusiasm, and a goofy smile. You are the best!