Heading back toward Ananthasagar we asked some more villagers and were confidently pointed to a new direction saying there was a lake somewhere beyond the hills. I was not convinced as my memory vaguely remembered the lake to be in the hills in the opposite direction.
But what the heck, we were in the mood to explore so off we went.
In no time Shams and I recognised this trail as the one we took the first time when we crossed the forest and came into the Ananthasagar valley
Here is Wadood negotiating some rocks
Abhinav following close behind in his Gypsy. I must say its a pleasure to watch the Gypsy in action. Its such a lovely offroader. Given its levels of refinement and silent engine this surely is a great choice in India for offroading.
Watching the classic Jeep in action you cannot help but admire the vision and technical excellence of its designers who half a century ago designed a masterpiece of an offroader. The axle articulation of Jeeps is simply a delight to watch.
Now deep inside the forest trail, sounds of birds whenever I had the crappy diesel switched off waiting for others to catch up, you realise how precious our forests are. So much has been decimated over the past century. Its alarming to observe that in patches of forests like these wildlife is practically non existent.
We reached a familiar grove which has such a lovely ambience, an ideal spot for a large group of offroaders to unwind and have a barbecue. Shams and I recognised this to be our initial entry point when we had first explored the region in my 207. This was totally the opposite direction where the lake was.
Almost like the formal drawing room of a forest, such a lovely ambience
Shams was hell bent on finding the lake and earnestly asked if we could head back to the starting point near the village. Seeing his enthusiasm and knowing how beautiful that lake is I couldn't resist and we turned back
Abhinav has the bumper off because he intends fabricating a plate for his winch
Going back downhill. You have to be careful as most of these trails have rocks and even the speeds at idle in low can end up damaging your undersides.
The lovely CJ3A. Although this was a 2wd its fabulous axle articulation allowed it to do this trail effortlessly.
Reaching back to the spot in the valley just before the village Shams and I got our perspective spot on. I was certain about where the lake trail lay. Shams agreed. We simply now asked a villager to move some dried shrub gates they had put up alongside the fields and we drove into the field only to realise we were in familiar territory. A little more into the field and we were now certain we had found our trail. Here's entering the trail
This is a steep trail leading up the hill. Notice the fields far below through the opening in the trees above the CJ3B.
It was such a gorgeous sight to see the CJ3B in such surroundings. You could tell she was at home. This is home territory for the Jeep.
The lovely CJ3A making a valiant attempt in 2wd
Alas these rocks proved too much for her. It must have been the sheer grunt of the 3 litre diesel in my 207 coupled with the massive 275's on the truck that I managed somehow to make it up the first time we found this place. We decided to let the CJ3A rest here as we continued in the others that had 4wd
When forest trails just have soil its a breeze for these 4x4's But when you have rocks like these strewn all through, plus trying to climb a steep incline you risk damaging the underside.
The trick was to be ever so gentle. No rush. With 4 low inch by inch I could go over these rocks and many more without getting stuck. On the downward side of a rock because the weight of the vehicle is also working downward if you are not gentle, on account of suspension travel, the body tends to hit these rocks hard. You have to gently ease the wheel down a rock slope. Ideally you should have someone up front guiding you. On the real nasty ones Shams helped me out clearing the way.
I think on two occasions I misjudged and the CJ3B diffs got stuck on rocks. As I was at very slow speed there was no question of damage, they simply rested on the rocks. I had to reverse and find the right attack line.
The NDMS are brilliant on these Jeeps (mine has brand new MRF's) . Can you imagine not once did they spin be it on soil or on rock. They simply clung on like claws. It was only in deep slush that I would feel wider radials with better flotation would have an edge. The modern mudzilla type tyres perhaps gives you both, the grip of an NDMS and the flotation of a radial.
I had to be extra careful to not smash the footrests on rocks. Shams had suggested I remove these. I told him I had to leave them on as my 80 year old mum intends to come on a OTR someday !!! She needs that foot rest to climb in. The minute I reached home she reprimanded me saying "Why didn't you tak me along? You know I love the outdoors". I promised she would join me on my next trip. Here's DKG saving that footrest
There were scores and scores of butterflies on this trail. I wish Shams had taken a picture of them. Gorgeous Jeep in even more gorgeous surroundings
These offroaders felt like mountain goats, nimble footed yet sure.
Wadood and his trusty 540 took every obstacle with ease
Finally we reached that lovely elusive lake.