We leave Chemmanatham under the blazing sun with brief halts to photograph some nice trees. The next scheduled halt is the Jungle Lodges at Bandipur where we plan to stay for the day. Reaching the place at 1:00 we find the place full and they have ignored our detailed instructions on cottage reservation which causes some mild irritation which soon passes.
The cottages are much bigger here than in other properties. Our room has a leopard motif with a big painting of a leopard. The diagnosis after a family meeting is that the leopard has disproportionate hind legs but nothing that a few squats a day would not cure.
Leopard fresco.
Having lunch so soon after breakfast taxes the system that only a siesta can cure. A short nap later we are on the jeep for the safari.
The JLR naturalists are well educated in wildlife and have a good knowledge of wildlife movement. It is a prestige issue with them to show a cat which is both a good and bad thing. The good thing is that people like me who have never seen a cat get a chance to see one. The bad thing is that in the search for the cat we completely miss out on the rest of the jungle. The two things that strike us immediately is the complete dryness of the jungle and the other is the proliferation of lanatana, the scourge of the Indian jungle. Lantana is all over the place and obstructs the view completely. The jeep throws up clouds of dust. During the times when we are behind another jeep or bus the dust envelops us.
Obscured by Dust (with apologies to Pink Floyd)
We keep driving and do spot the occasional deer and a sad looking elephant which we realize belongs to the forest department and is chained.
Jungle Scences Dried Watering Hole with mongoose inside
The driver of the jeep soon gets a flash on his cell phone about a tiger spotting and we charge to that area. We see 5 buses and jeeps of different sizes shapes and occupants of different sizes waiting not that patiently. There seem to be lightning emanating from inside one bus which puzzles me due to the lack of thunder but I realize that it is flashes from cameras. The cameras look like AK 47s and the only thing missing is the tiger. However in the silence we can hear continuous alarm calls from deer and rustling and seem certain that there is something in the bush. Every time i move and inch or swat at flies, the jeep creaks and I get furious looks from the occupants. Our patience is not rewarded and we soon head back to the resort and ignore the other AK47 wielding people who had a glimpse of Gowri, the resident tiger and have aglow on their faces. The curiousity gets the better of me and I see some photos of Gowri on the camera LCD. Dinner a bit later and we retire for the night.
Day 3
The earlier plan was to head out for a trek in the morning but I have a feeling that today could be the lucky day to spot the king. Call it an inner feeling. So at 6:00 we head out once again into the forest. As soon as we enter the forest gate, we see tigers paw marks. The naturalist tries to follow the marks but soon gives up. After that we keep going round and round staring at the lantana and scorched vegetation and spot pug marks and also bear paw marks. The magic of nature is evident when in pockets of scorched earth we see lush green trees beginning to sprout. There is a repeat of yesterday’s play when we hear alarm calls and do deduce that the king is nearby. The driver tries to guess the movement of the tiger but he eludes us and we move along.
The sighting.
Readers expect to see photos of memorable sightings and my photographic skills cant do justice to the numerous and superior photos that are posted on this site. I will try and describe the experience in words.
As we cross a dry stretch, the people behind the jeep suddenly hit the cabin, We look around and spot something peering at us from behind the bush. The fact registers a nano second later that it is a leopard. He is staring at a curious way and seems to be assessing the risk and we can just see his head before he dives back into the bush. We keep staring at the bush and see a second leopard who allows us another nano second sighting. While we are still digesting this, a movement ahead attracts our attention and we see the first leopard bounding across the road in front of us. The 3 nano seconds are imprinted on the retina and seem to be etched on the brain. After many years of visiting this forest, we have finally spotted a cat. The experience is exhilarating and we keep grinning at each other. It is lucky that I was not having the camera handy, else I would be trying to photograph it instead of just enjoying the experience. We soon head back and strut into the breakfast area with slightly puffed out chests. We cannot raise collars since we are wearing T shirts but have learnt a little bit about strutting from the peacocks from yesterday. The envious looks we get from the AK 47 camera wielding men makes my day.
After packing a heart breakfast we are on our way back to Bangalore. We decide to visit Goplasway betta courtesy our friends. This is one place we have not visited. The forest guards at the entrance are very strict and take away all food items and ask us to pick them up in return. The steep drive up is enjoyable and we get very panaromic views of the surroundings. After a brief halt at the top we are on our way back. The only noteworthy event is 1 mini van and 1 bus broken down one after the other. The mini bus does not seem to be able to pull and the driver asks his passengers to walk up not sparing old and ladies. The second larger bus is moved by asking all the passengers to push and the road is soon cleared.
View from the hill
We are soon out and heading in a north by north easterly direction towards Bangalore via kanakapura. Traffic is light and we make good kmph. To reduce stress levels, we take the NICE road till Hosur road and then again turn towards Electronics City and take the elevated road to Silk board. The cars, auto and buses reinforce the fact that the holiday is over. The flames of the forest are replaced by hoardings for various products and the wildlife replaced with roadside dogs.
As I sit on the balcony, staring at the lamps and lights of Bangalore and hear the continious honks of cars and imagine that these are alarm calls (which in a way they are). I dont know when the next trip will be and I am tempted to start re-packing and leave tomorrow.
The End