The last leg of the last safari of four. We haven't had a sighting in the previous three safaris over the weekend. We are resigned to returning without a single glimpse of a tiger or a leopard. This will be a first for me in so many visits to Kabini, but I'm consoling myself that the law of averages has caught with me at last and it is too much to expect this unbeaten run to continue. We are on the justifiably famous 5 KM road in Zone B, the old highway that used to connect Kerala to Karnataka. We have gone up to Dammanakatte gate without hearing even a single alarm call. Now we have turned back and we are slowly coasting along the road, all thoughts turned towards breakfast and the drive back home. Someone in the vehicle says he'd like a Flame Backed Woodpecker sitting on a nearby tree. Ten metres later, one lands on a tree right next to us.
We are now exhorting him to have higher ambitions. He is kind of bashful, saying "C'mon guys, it won't work again". We are relentless. He gives in and says "Wouldn't it be nice to have a tiger walking down the road towards us right now"? We all have a good laugh and tell him that is not ambition, that is greed. One minute later, a tigress crests the rise ahead of us and majestically walks down towards us. It is enough to give you religion.
No alarm calls, no tracking, no waiting, no nothing. Just pure, dumb, luck. We just happen to be in the right place, at the bottom of a small dip in the road with a gentle incline ahead, at the right time. She walks down the road, looking at us like the trespassers we are. She turns back into the Parthenium by the side.
Obviously, we haven't had enough. We implore her to come back out. She is too haughty, she wants to play a little hide and seek.
But then she decides to come back out onto the road again. Maybe she feels pity for us and doesn't want to disappoint, letting me capture these moments of glory.
She continues to walk towards us for a couple of minutes, allowing ample opportunity for everyone in the vehicle to get good images.
She turns back into the bushes again and is gone in seconds, leaving us trembling with excitement. We want more, but we are out of time. We rush back to make sure that we exit the gate within the stipulated time. We are just over the time limit, but the guard doesn't question us too much. We high five each other and return, feeling awe at the sheer magic of sighting a tigress in the wild.
Kabini has always been a magical place for me. During the monsoon however, the forest transforms itself into a place of ethereal beauty and glorious greenery. The only major drawback during this season is the over abundant growth of Parthenium and Lantana, which covers view lines and makes sighting difficult. But when a sighting does happen in this season, it leaves you spell bound and keeps you clicking like crazy. Of course, there are other denizens of the forest, many of whom are worth photographing. Here are some of them.
An elephantine road block. This lady refuses to move from the road, making us wait until she is good and ready. We are happy to oblige. See what I mean by Monsoon Magic? The sheer beauty of the location, the greenery and the chance to photograph an animal in front of it is worth going 250 kms for, right? At least that is the distance for me from BLR, but what is distance when you get to see sights like this?
A Mynah takes a ride on a young female elephant, who seems to be saluting us but is actually brushing mud from tufts of grass she is plucking off the ground. The road deteriorates further in the background, becoming a regular track.
She comes so close that the only image I can make is a close up of her huge eye.
This deer runs up a small mound for a better view of us, allowing me to capture this moment. Many people don't bother photographing such mundane animals, heck, they don't even bother lifting their cameras with big heavy lenses attached and wait only for the cats, but I feel each and every animal in the forest is beautiful in its own right.
A delicate spider web, glistening from the morning's rain, lies unregarded by the roadside. There is great beauty in things like these too, don't you think?
A Crested Hawk Eagle (I believe they are no longer called Changeable Hawk Eagles due to a recent re-classification by those who do such things) sits patiently on a perch, giving us much time to photograph it from all angles and in a variety of poses.
Ah, the magic. People on a boat safari are fortunate to spot a herd of elephants grazing on the far bank. Look closely and you will find at least seven elephants there, maybe an eighth and a ninth mostly hidden in the trees. You don't get to see those big herds very often these days. Time was when you could spot a herd of at least twenty gentle giants, but such congregations haven't been seen for some years now. No one knows why.
And finally, back at the JLR grounds, this guy looks at me like "You want my photo too? You loco?". But I go down on the ground and get this. After all, these common and raucous birds are wild life too, hey?
Thus ends another fruitful visit. How I wish I could go there more often, escaping the concrete jungle for the real one. But for now, it is bye bye and as ever, I hope you enjoyed seeing these photos as much as I enjoyed taking them. For the technically inclined, all these images were made on a Nikon D7200 with a Nikkor 200-500 mm f/5 lens. All of them are taken handheld, I find it much more comfortable that way.
Until next time then, ciao.