Falling for the (water)falls:
Magical western Ghats- Monsoon
Waterfall Photography need insanely exhaustive preparation, planning and execution. You don’t need lot of people around the waterfall neither you need rain at the time of shooting. But at the same time, we need more rains (and lesser ambient lights) so that the waterfalls are energetic.
Problems: Crowd, Ambient light & Rain
Solution: Start early and Research hard about topography
But easier said than done- its very difficult to precisely predict the monsoon intensity at different part of western ghats, so ask local people to get information upfront. With starting early morning (4am-6am depending on location), the problem of crowd is eliminated completely, you get dark ambient to allow you to have longer exposure. Although it’s very difficult to find company who have the same purpose - so be ready to undertake solo drive.
Pros:
• Inculcate habit of early rising, make one a better planner and flawless executer
• Wonderful connection to oneself (if ride solo)/ Friends (if some have courage to accompany)
• Witnessing many virgin natural phenomena which otherwise are lost in cacophony of crowd
• Gain- Freshness, endurance, enlightenment, and knowledge (local geography/nature)
Cons:
• Risks of solo driving, rain, flash flood, injury etc.
• Cost- to travel, rain protection kits for camera equipment’s, specialized shoes/clothes
• Shooting in water is hell of a pain, you need constant cleaning of lenses, always vigilant of flash floods, protect yourself in wetlands/mountains/reptiles (specially snakes)
• Depriving oneself of morning comfort: Need Willingness and endurance. Willingness to get up early, make food, drive and Endurance to carry heavy camera kit/tripods, track, continuous adjustments of one’s posture behind camera etc.
Kit: A reliable car, Your own food, water, waterproof camera kit, First aid kit, Additional clothes, Specialized shoes, Easy drying clothes, Ropes, Umbrella, Phone protection kit etc.
Camera Kits: Canon 70D, 550D, Tokina11-17, Canon 24-105, B+W ND filters, Manfrotto 55 series tripod with ball head, Lowepro bag, Leather cover on all lens and camera
Months: July- September. This year the monsoon was quite consistent.
Location: Around Pune
Below are few pictures taken during monsoon mostly this year, but few are from last year as I skipped these locations in 2022. A small effort from my side to showcase the beauty around pune and nearby waterfalls originating during monsoon. May all of us strive to save our environment to enable future generation to cherish the magical mother nature.
An aspiring voyage launched in premature dawn, Sun has yet to depart his bed, morning twilight seems distrait, moon seems nonchalant about quotidian chores & playing hide and seek with dense clouds & soon ready to plunk behind the revolving earth at far horizon. Spasmodic tweets of birds are perceptible due to assisting wind direction & calm surrounding. We were rejuvenated after a somnolent sleep & equipped to masticate miles. The highway drive was noncombatant, but the licit amusement of driving inaugurates when we deviated to rural roads. Heard the saying bad roads steer to radiant destination, so literal that our enervating efforts to maneuvers through winding, curling & skidding narrow roads well accolated. Each passing second is pregnant with alacrity to maneuver & rescue the tyres invading into big potholes but only to hit another. The spasm doesn’t deem atrocious due to comrade of fresh spurt of clouds, romanticize misty forest & huge howl of waterfalls.
Off course this is just the start of monsoon.
We trekked to the summit of the
Tamhini mountain, witnessed reoccurring play of rain, wind and clouds. Drenched ourselves to the harmony of pouring. One of the most fierce-some Rain and intense waterfalls ready to gulp anything comes in its way. The mud flown into the streams adds a unique color to these waterfalls. Nature was kind enough to give us few minutes to click some pics. While returning the expansive Independence point was kind enough to supplement us with a glimpse by peeping through the dense fog.
Monsoon kindles, a voluminous assimilation of streams, a shrieking thump & a promulgating hunch of impact. The cliffs which recline torpid within the mountains, gain a fresh soul as if they have designated a task to scatter water streams in an ornamental pattern. The stooping water streams belabor colossal cliff & bounce skyward but sooner concede to gravity only to drub another downstream cliff. This cascading prodigy reoccurs until these turbulent streams kisses the riverbed.
The banal reclining cliffs and platitudinous sharp hillocks which delineate the gratification and heritage of the past still discharging their purpose with same avidity. A realm to numerous diversities of wildflowers, A feeder to countless vegetation, a shelter to numberless species of fauna, an intimidation to heave the clouds, a chaperone to rippling river streams, a stout brace to fulfill the responsibilities to nature, a forbearing figurine to enable even parasites like fungus & small mushroom to flourish in its chest. But these parasites inevitably beholden to this benevolence and in return beatifying the hills with their lush green texture.
A Jacuzzi devised by nature. The profusion of springing water from elevated level to lower level infiltrating between the bushes and tree, drenching vegetation appearing on the way & rejuvenating a pristine forest botanical lives. The milieu is redolent with the aroma of moist soil, soggy leaf’s & decamping fog. The stream perpetuates bouncing, till it unearths a horseshoe shape cliff, guiding the water to plummet to a 6 feet deep Jacuzzi. Eventually overflowing the Jacuzzi to sanction water to glide to further downstream & this harmony continues till the stream bequeath the consort of these hills. The stream disaffiliates two side of the hill. One must intertwine the streams to testify the sharp cliffs across the hill, but the water gurgle in the stream multiply violently when it rains upstream at the hilltop making it unendurable to cross the stream.
Overnight monsoon precipitation escorts a quirky aura to the botanical life. Slant rocky patches are sonorously bursting with blooming rosy balsam flower. A veneer of purple tint had spread along the full trail, making it onerous not to draw oneself to such glimpse. We moved closure to applaud the enchanting radiance of these flower. Four droplets catnapping in the bottom petal unruffled by the ripple of wind, augment the flower behind them in reflection.
Afresh trip to the
abode of Lord Shiva. The Place called Kondeswar is always a source of Inspiration. The Lush nature inhibit the character of peace, calmness and rejoice. We drenched our soul, we grimaced, we jumped, we quenched and realized the infinity magnanimity of the Nature.
Monsoon session kindles the scintillating water meadows & prepossessing vistas. The spectacular shield of Fungi starts staging over moist boulders, desirous to expatiate the plucky story of their survival. Lush baby banana trees stand towering & sturdy alongside the stream, spelling out the adroitness & adaptation to endure for sustenance even at the inapt place. Thorny cactus trees don’t sound atrocious. They are least curious to gobble anything even at the time natural generosity, fearing that these capacious resources may make them scupper during the time of penury. The only purpose these cactus trees seems to possesses is to provide intermediate resting point to breeding Blue eared kingfisher.
Bhimashankar: The Abode is imbued with mist, moist & invigoration. The manifestation of reflection in the muddy water hoarded in the paddy fields enumerates the incantation. The convoluted road in the distant valley signifies unending human obligation & desideratum. Distinguished temple at the other summit corroborates the transformation happening with time but remain firm to indemnifying everyone from any tribulation. I stand by the cliff cogitating; many people live in so much penury of materialistic world to fluff such benevolent perspective.