Travel is an addiction and I have to have my dose of it
every now and then. It was April 2013 and I desperately needed a respite from
the hustle and bustle of city life. And as happens all the time I started
planning a trip. I wanted to exert myself and the 15 km trek to the Kudremukha
peak and 15 km downhill really titillated my travel buds. I instantly did some
research on the place as I usually do and everything fell into place all by
itself.
I fixed the journey date and booked the bus tickets and
my travel partners followed commands.
There was no direct bus from Bangalore to Kudremukha. The
nearest bus station was Kalasa which was about 311 kms from Bangalore and about
22.5 kms from Kudremukha.
So on 26th April we reached Majestic at around 8.30 pm. Abhisek
could not join us due to some last minute official commitment. So it was the
three of us this time around; myself, Joga and Debanjan.
We had dinner at our all-time favorite eatery in Majestic,
“National Restaurant”. Our patriotism (not the food as you might have been
guessing) takes us there every time.
After some real hard time trying to register directions
thrown at us in Kannada we reached the exact spot from where buses to Kalasa
leave. And after another gruesome ten minutes we were finally able to firmly
settle our asses in the bus that was supposed to take us to Kalasa.
The road condition was good. The ride wasn’t all that
bumpy.
We reached Kalasa the next morning at around 7 am. We had
tea and biscuits from a nearby tea shop and enquired the teashop owner regarding
how to reach Kudremukha. We do that all the time. He said that local buses ply
every one hour and the bus stand was right opposite his shop. Aha! Bliss.
At around 7.40 am we got the bus to Kudremukha. It was an
enchanting ride along the winding trail and ample eye soothing green outside
the window.
After about half an hour we reached Kudremukha.
We had to take the trekking permission from Kudremukha tourism
office which was like 2 minutes’ walk from the bus stop. And another ecstatic
moment. It was almost around 9.30 am when we got the permission (which costed us 250 rupees each, guide separate) in our hands.
And then we had to go all the way to Mullodhi which was the base of the trek.
Joga wasn’t really for it. We gave into Joga’s ardent pleas and postponed the
trek to next day. Instead we decided to go to Hanumangundi falls which was like 40 minutes ride from Kudremukha.
And like the last travel update I will not describe the place but let the picture do it all.
And after coming back to Kudremukha we were like hungry wolves ready to devour anything that our hands would lay on. We had tea, biscuits and cakes from a local tea shop and enquired about non-veg eateries nearby. He told us to go to Kalasa if we were in real need of chicken and fish. We were in real need. Nothing could be more real than our love for good food.
We went to Kalasa and the first thing that our eyes met was a non-veg restaurant (Raj restaurant) with pictures of succulent fish and tender chicken just near the bus-stand. We gorged on fish fries and chicken kebabs. The price was quite reasonable. After our tummies had no more complains we started with our hotel hunting. It wasn't difficult to find one. Just nearby was "Chandan Lodge" which looked pretty decent. The charges were 600 rupees/ night for a double bed room. Good enough.
Next day we started early. We reached Balagal by bus which took us around 15 minutes. From there we went to Mullodhi by auto which charged us 200 rupees. There are jeeps available but they charge around 600 rupees but since we were three in number auto seemed a better option. The auto dropped us at Mullodhi from where our guide, Rajesh took over. The auto driver had called Rajesh earlier to be our guide and he had agreed.
So we started our trek. Some 2 kms away we saw home stays. We asked Rajesh about the charges. He said they costed around 600/person/day. To that he added that his home is a home stay too and the charges were 500/person/day.
After a 15 km walk through forests and steep inclines we reached the Kudremukha peak. It was tiring to say the least. Joga cursed us heavily every time he was able to take some breath. It was his first trek and for a first timer I would not suggest this trek. The route is not difficult but the distance to the peak does the trick. You need to be a regular trekker to cover 15 kms to reach the top.
While coming down we faced a hail storm. And it made the ascend difficult but made our experience all the more enriching and of course burnt a hole in my pocket (my camera went for a permanent holiday). Rajesh took us to his house, offered us towels to dry ourselves up and served us coffee. He lit fire for us. He had a brother and mother at home. All of them were so humble and welcoming. The other went on incessantly ln Kannada. What I could figure out was that she was asking us to visit them again. The atmosphere at Rajesh's house made up for all the sweat we had shed, all the trouble we had taken. Such experiences are treasures in the chest called 'life'.
The rain made the hilly roads slippery ande no vehicle was ready to come to Mullodhi. So we had to walk all the way down. I could not dare to look at Joga's face. He was pissed off to the extent of planning our funeral. However a localite whom we met midway helped us out. He called his friend who was a auto driver who agreed to take us to Kalasa. He charged us 150 rupees which was like the best that could have happene. When we reached Kalasa it was 5.30 pm and we were drenched to our skin. We desperately needed to change bt we had already checked out in the morning. But Debanjan took the responsibility to talk to the hostel authorities and request them to give us the keys for some 30 mins and he was able to manage them. Some of the few things he successfully accomplished.
Myself |
Rolling hills |
Fallen Legend - Joga |
Cloud nine |
Stretches of Savanna grasslands |
Rajesh's home |
After leaving the hotel room we had dinner and waited for our bus to arrive.
At around 10.30 pm we boarded our bus back to Bangalore and ended another trek and another handful of memories got added to my travel diary.
At around 10.30 pm we boarded our bus back to Bangalore and ended another trek and another handful of memories got added to my travel diary.
Nutshell description and a display of the beauties of karnataka.....bhalo bhalo
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