o here comes a post esp. dedicated to the most beautiful breathtaking place in Yercaud as I said in my previous post. Killiyur Falls - An amazing place ! No, simply a breathtaking place !!! Fantastically mind-blowing place !!!!!The car had to be stopped a km away from the place. A walk in the ghat road for half a km took us to a small hotel, rather a cafeteria. From the cafeteria a vertical drop for half a km. Ok, you need not drop down from there, it’s a walk, rather a trek for about a km with the several twists and turns. I loved it and it’s the best trek I’ve had so far , for sure!!!
In an earlier life, repetitive tourism (in whatever guise:temples, tirth yatra or just a getaway) would be good cause for loud and insistent protests, to my parents lasting aggravation. Post marriage has resulted in a surprising complacency and tolerance that I would not have believed myself of conjuring (though there might be differing opinions on this!). Ergo, we found ourselves cruising along on Mysore road for the second time in as many months. Though its been a couple of years now, we cannot get over our luck at being blessed with this highway:shiny clean and even enough to eat off. As battered as we were by our road trips to South Kanara, we treated this one with the normal emotions Indians reserve when treated to a motorable highway:unselfconscious delight and surprise. This trip was hastily planned with frantic calls to resorts and plenty of second guessing and rethinking to boot. With a friend’s recommendation, we settled on the Royal Orchid otel Hotel ckhoHotel at Brindavan Garden KRS. Brindavan gardens that provided the colour to a hundred tacky wet-sari songs in all possible vernacular tongues.
This Independence Day came on a Sunday and I was at Karur. Obviously we planned for an outing. After thinking about a couple of genres we decided on mountains. A couple of options and we finalized on Kollimalai. 2 bikes, 4 friends, 1 destination. I was excited coz this was one trip with a decently bigger number of people. But then, next day morning, with one person with a bad hangover, we ended up with just 2 of us... Kollimalai is a precious herbal spot. Even the wind seemed the carry a medicated herbal essence. The hill range has been spoken of in several Tamil Literatures. I remember once in school days, I read a poem ‘ Kollimalai enakkilaya Chellimalai Amme…’. Well. I forgot who wrote it and in which literary work was it!!! Does it ring a bell to any of you guys?..
(a lesser known cousin of Hampi !) Strolling around in a mall / window shopping is not that enjoyable if & when you need to lug around an adorable 1.5 yr old toddler. As such, weekends and other free time tends to get incredibly boring! Eating out is passé, hitting the popular spots in the city even more so and staying at home is not even an option, considering you would have been closeted at home thru the working week albeit with your lovable kid. So here’s what happens, you find yourself analysing all the leisure activities and weekend getaways from your place very very minutely.
The very title here is an indication of what this post is going to be about. Yes it was my first ever bike trip. Another enduring, animated, serene and blissful experience to the wish list.60..65..70..engines stroking 3000 rpm...the bikes roaring on the dark roads;zooming past the wide paths me, Shreyas and Anuj set off on our bike trip to Wayanad. Dinner on the way on Mysore road at Kamat's and a night halt at Hotel Mayura in Srirangapatana , just enough to accommodate three of us in a room but at 450 bucks was worth, considering the time for which we had to halt. We freshned up in the morning, a cup of tea and we started off at 6 am to Wayanad , Via Nanjangud , Gundulpet, Bandipur. It took us no less than 3 hours to reach Wayanad.