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Saturday, January 23, 2010

GUNDYA - KABBINALE - OMBATTU GUDDA - HOSAKERE TREK IN MAY

GUNDYA - KABBINALE - OMBATTU GUDDA - HOSAKERE TREK.............

Sandeep is a great trekker in india. He shares some of his experiences................

Let me start with an apology to all those who have conquered these mythical hills long long ago and kept it as one of the most well kept secrets in Western Ghats. Also, let me pray for all those who were lost here, including people I knew. I dont want non-serious trekkers coming to this place and making it another garbage area and I am trying not to put so much information here, to help non-serious trekkers or kill the suspense, thrill and challenges involved in this trekking trail. For a long time, Ombattu Gudda had been a secret of only hard core trekkers and by now, the place has accounted for a few trekkers getting lost and even some lives! While praying for no more mishaps in this area, I also hope that the mystery of these hills remain as it is.
I first heard abt it some four years back, but could not proceed further due to the lack of information. In recent times, with a slew of blogs available in the internet, the maps from Survey of India (map #48, p/9 1:50,000 or map #48 s/w and n/w, p/9 1:25,000) and equipments like GPS and compasses, more people have conquered this place. Ofcourse, even more are getting lost in those jungles! The first time I seriously started thinking about Ombattu Gudda was as recent as Jan 2008. A little later, I saw Peter & Chennai Trekkers[1] planning to head to Ombattu Gudda. But their plan fell around the Vishu weekend and I couldnt have joined. Instead, I thought of going there myself and almost planned it in March end, if not for a last minute dash in office. Luckily, for me, Peter could not carry on with his original plan and re-scheduled it in May ... and I gladly joined!
Ombattu Gudda / Ombattu Gudde / Ombathu Gudde is @ an altitude of 971m in the Kabbinale reserved forest range accessible from Hosakere (near Mudigere) as well as from Gundya. The usual trek trail is to start from Gundya check post (in NH48 / Mangaluru / Mangalore highway), head towards a water falls, climb up Ombattu Gudda, get down @ Hosakere and take a bus to Mudigere. We too planned to do the same over a weekend ... but the only difference with the normal groups heading to Ombattu Gudda was the team size. Peter had an ambitious team size of 31 people! Big crowd for even a small trek around Bengaluru (Bangalore) and a nightmare to manage @ a place as treacherous as Ombattu Gudda!
Anyways, on a friday evening, Preethu and I reached @ Bengaluru railway station, were we spotted Ramki, Anala, Priyanka and Krishnamoorthy waiting with truck load of cartons, filled with water bottles! Before 10 we had full house, with 18 people from Chennai and 3 people from Tuticorin landing @ the railway station. All the people, except Ravi, from Yercaud Trek was there for this trek as well and it was nice meeting all of them again. I also knew a few others like John and Aditya thru mails, though I've never met them. Divya had a surprise in store wearing a beautiful white saree and we all were left wondering if shez joining the trek or heading for a fashion show in Bengaluru ;-) Another surprise was a 2nd Sandeep from Chennai, whom we'll refer as Sandy from now ;-) We took turns to shift the luggage (some heavy cartons containing water bottles) to the back side of the station, were our private bus waited.
Since, most of the people from Chennai had missed their dinner, we stopped at a dhaba on Mangaluru road. At the dhaba, a few people were reported to have fainted after seeing a lady with open hair and wearing a white saree. I wud also have fainted, had I not recognized that the ghost which scared the people was actually Divya!



                                          Getting Ready for the Plunge


We reached Sakleshpur by around 4 in the morning and fortuanately was able to take the Shiradi ghats (in spite of the road repair which was going on) to reach Gundya check post by day break. After a small break for changing, distributing the supplies, packing the bags and snaps, we took the jeep track towards Ombattu Gudda @ abt 6.30.



                                        Jeep track is now a Footpath


The jeep track initially was amidst houses; but, as we progressed, it narrowed down and became a small footpath. There were some signs of moisture and good greenery even @ this peak summer; the path had a good 'junglee' feel about it. We had our first share of confusion when the road was crossed by a dried up stream leading to another path to the right, which we soon found to join back the main path :)
I was carrying a heavy bag, with a tent, lenses, camera and two sleeping bags and soon realized it was more than I can handle. With the humidity, I also started sweating profusely and its not a nice feeling when sweat impedes the vision and drops into the mouth. It was a welcome break, in little more than an hour from the main road, when we found ourselves near the first stream, which was beginning to dry in the summer. I gladly washed my face and hair in the cool waters to brace myself for a tough trek ahead. It is here that we first spotted leeches, generating interest, especially in those who havent seen them yet!


                                        Miles to go before we sleep ...


Next break was another hour away, in an open land, from where we could catch a glimpse of the mountains (not Ombattu Gudda, I guess). The sunlight had begun to seep thru' the forest and it was getting hotter. Hence, the third leg took a little more time than the first two. The number of obstacles, fallen trees, branches growing into the path ... etc, were also more now. I was finding my bag a little too heavy by now and decided to empty some of the things I carried (atleast the milk packets and chappathis) at the breakfast point, so that I could move along the rest of the group comfortably. Preethu spotted a leech moving inside her dress and had to search a while to pick it up. It was all swollen and happy by then after a good feast!



                      Dip in the Stream or Hike up the Mountains? We want both!


By about 9.30 we were near the Kabbinale Hole, where we planned to get fresh and take our breakfast - chappathis and jam. The stream was a li'l stagnant on one side, but had clear water on the other side. Peter jumped into the water straight away, followed by the rest of the gang and started making merry in water. Mahalingam, the youngest dynamite in our group, seemed the most ecstatic in water, with Srikanth and Sandy splashing water on him and each other. I was content initially in photographing the action, but the lure of water, as always, finally got to me. Armed in my lungee, I plunged. Soon, Peter reminded us that the major part of the trek is only going to start now and we need to move fast to make it to the grass lands before the light fades.
We ended up spending an hour in water, before starting to move again. It is from here that the real trek started. Peter, Arul, Ramki and Shyam, the leaders of the group had plans made too. The idea was to let Arul lead the group, closely followed by Peter, then Ramki. Shyam and Amal was to bring the rear up. We had a walkie-talkie set as well to make sure there is enough communication between front and rear, with Amal and Peter carrying it for now. I was a little late packing up after the time in the pool and four of us (Preethu, Amal, Shyam and myself) ended up in the rear.
The instructions from the walkie-talkie (from Peter) was to continue along the river and we did just that. But after a few minutes of making our way through the bushes and rocks, unable to spot others, doubt crept in. A little ahead, we spotted some more people including Ramki, but soon realized that they were as lost as us! In between, somebody told that two guys started walking up the hill (and away from the river) and Amal volunteered to go and hunt for them. It was all chaos, until, we spotted Srikanth coming back, looking for us. Soon, we spotted Peter and the rest of the gang waiting for us. We all looked at each other, as if to say: "Welcome to Ombattu Gudda - the paradise for people who wants to get lost!"
Looks like most gangs, heading to Ombattu Gudda, are getting lost around this stretch. If u observe the map carefully, we need to head north a little while from the river and most of the people heads towards the jungle right here. We should ideally, follow Kabbinale Hole for almost an hour before turning north among other smaller streams. For most part of the trek, the path is pretty close to one of the streams till the last climb to the grasslands.



                                                River and Rocks


Peter's verdict after this initial goofup (which took about an hour to rectify) was straight-forward. We should move in a group! From here on Shyam took up the sweeper responsibilities to heart and Arul was excellent as the path finder! We were walking along the river now and it went on for some time. The path criss-crossed the river every now and then and we kept following the stream, with Peter and Arul rechecking positions on GPS and map every now and then to make sure that we are on the right track. One bad thing that happened during all this was one of the walkie-talkie falling in water and becoming useless. This made things a little more diffcult since moving in a group was a must now.
The going was tough with slippery rocks and time running out. It was also important to make sure that everybody kept together. Shyam kept saying "Move People ... Move it ..." and made sure that the people behind (including me) kept up with the front runners, which included Arul, Sabith, Rudee, Vivek, Ramki, John, Anala ... among others. There were people like Prem, Srikanth, Sandy and Sreekumar (I actually forgot a few names here ... 31 people u know!!!!), apart from Peter and Shyam, who were helping out others to sail through the slippery rocks.
Preethu had a bad cramp in between but was ready to go in no time and even refused to hand over her bag, in spite of Peter and Prem offering to carry it. While, we were chugging along, the water in the stream was crystal clear, all along. Any time u r thirsty just sit down and drink water ... wow!!! Btw ... all water bottles were emptied to reduce the weight and we were carrying only empty bottles. Why carry artificial mineral water when we are walking next to a crystal clear water stream?



                                          Revelling @ the Falls


After walking for abt 3 hrs along the river, we finally reached a waterfall @ abt 2'O clock. It was time for a break. Lunch boxes (bread and jam) were opened up and some people (the first one being Peter, himself) headed to the waterfall to get soaked. As usual, I spent a while with the camera, but, ultimately headed to the waterfall. My trousers and t-shirt was dripping wet coz of the sweat and I decided there was no point in trying to change it before heading to the waterfalls.
In another hour we climbed up by the side of the falls and headed up. The trail got steeper from here on and the rocks were slippery. This ensured that we took more time to head towards our camping point. The final climb which was supposed to take us to the grass lands never seemed to come. According to one of the blogs, this was abt 2km vertical climb and a very tough one. Obviously, this wud have been a tough one to do once its dark ... and that meant we had to hurry.
Divya, already figured out that walking in the slippery rocks is easier without the shoes and Preethu started using the same tactics with some success. We crossed one stream after the other and climbed one slippery rock after the other and it was getting darker and darker. Arul had been going ahead every now and then and coming back with the news of "Therez a path ahead" and Shyam kept pushing people with his trademark "Move people ... Move it ..." The desperation levels of some reached the levels of saying "Whoever says move ... I hate them all!", "I am not moving an inch now!", "I hate that guy Arul ... cant we camp somewhere here???" ... etc etc. I am not saying who said all these ... c'mon ... u guys can guess!!!
At abt 6, with darkness already looming large, I suggested camping near the falls and Peter supported me. I was actually waiting for that scary 2km vertical climb and didnt want to do that in the dark. But, Arul already moved ahead and we decided to follow him. Time for trekking in the dark along a 70 degree (and possibly vertical later) ascend! Frustration had crept in by now and even Shyam started shouting "Is there any space to camp up there?" Amal, headed up to look for people at the top and see if he can get any news.
Finally, by the time it was pitch dark, Amal came back with the news that there indeed is camping space @ the top. This, surely elicited responses like "Liars ... I cant walk in this night!". People from the top kept assuring that the grassland is nearby and people @ the rear kept throwing tantrums! In between, Arul himself came down and assured that the 'promised land' is just abt 10mins! People showed us lights and kept pulling up the entire group. Shyam, Rudee, Amal ... etc came down and helped to pull up people. Finally, after numerous falls, slipping and even crying, by abt 8'O clock everybody was up and sure enough ... there was 'promised land' at the top ... lush green and bright even in the night, with a view of the sky and the far away hills!
Lying down all exhausted @ the 'promised land', serious questions came to my mind about my own fitness! This trek, though long, wasnt exactly a tiring one and the exhaustion I was facing wasnt really justified. Infact, I'd been feeling that I've slowed down considerably in the past few years ... but never as bad as this. I thought of a few solutions, like cutting down the comfort and carrying lighter sleeping bags ;-), cutting down further on lens & photo equipments, cutting down on backup items like milk packets. Someone even suggested shaving my hair and beard to save on weight ;-) ... but I knew that its all excuses. The only weight that really mattered was somewhere near the tummy (which I usually hide for photos by holding the breath!) ... with a little more belief and some effort to stay fit, I shud be able to do better!
Thank god, the 2km vertical climb never came - it shud either be an exaggeration or a wrong way. I felt that, since we did the trek during summer, climbing along the water falls was possible and we could avoid that 2km vertical climb. Thnx to Arul, the path finder, and Peter for taking us through the best route possible. In hindsight, getting up here after a climb in the dark was the best thing we did. It not only made things doable for the next day, but also saved us from the dangers of camping near a water source in summer, with wild animals roaming around. Also, the last water source was just behind us and it was always possible to go down and fill the water bottles needed for the following day and cooking. Later, Shyam also located a climb up to another hill, which might have been the 2km vertical climb, straight up from the water falls.
Not everybody was as beaten as I was ... and some of them quickly cut grass around the fire area, collected water, setup the campfire and prepared the cup noodles and soup. I slipped into the lungee (again!), gobbled up the dinner, spread the tent, sleeping bags and soon crashed into a good sleep. There were some initial worries of wild animals and lying in the open, but I doubt if that affected anybody's sleep :)
Next day, we were all ready by 7, with Peter, Arul and Srikanth already gone down to fill up the water bottles. There are no water sources in the hills from now on and it was important to carry enough water. When I looked around, there were peaks all around us, but the map says Ombattu Gudda is towards North-east. Arul, as before was leading the group, with the rest of the gang following. We started off towards the North - East direction, but slowly started drifting southwards as we kept going down through the bushes. Peter, smelt a 'bug' and rushed to the front, suggesting not to lose the attitude we gained. To correct the 'bug', everybody headed back to the base camp and after more discussion, headed a little west of north, descended a little and then started climbing up again. In abt 20 mins time we were near another grassland with clearer views. Looked like, this is were the notorious 2km vertical climb landed!



                                          Trying hard not to look beaten ...


Our camping site, as per Peter's GPS equipment was @ a height of about 560m and we had to reach a height of 971m @ Ombattu Gudda. Hence, it was quite important not to lose altitude. Our path, even now was among the bushes, occassionaly with a view of the surroundings. But, as soon as we reached the next grassland, @ abt 8.30, it all changed. There were some beautiful views on offer all around us. Lush greenery till the horizon, punctuated with dark green areas of thick shola forests, covering mountain ranges on all four sides. We had one more steep climb ahead of us, again to the North-East direction, which took us to even more heights with gentle breeze. Now, the views were good and all the tiredness of a hard trek was beginning to pay!



                                               Up Up & Away




Kissing the Clouds and Looking @ the Valley ...
We opened up our remaining food packets (bread, chappathi, jam, ketchup) and had it for breakfast. At 9.30 we started climbing again and proceeded steadily to the next hill in another half an hour. Here, John spotted a few orchid flowers and went to collect the flowers. We were almost in celebration mode with only abt 200m ascend left and tiredness already gave way to excitement of finally making it to the Ombattu Gudda. Before 11, we could see the jeep track heading to Hosakere to our left when we reached the hill just before Ombattu Gudda. From here, the jeep track may be accessed to our left (North-west direction) and Ombattu Gudda to our right (eastwards). We had a short break, left our luggages there and headed to our final frontier. In spite of a tiring day behind us and an option of staying back and waiting for the rest of the gang, only 3 people stayed back. Actually, by the time I even started from here, I saw people like Sabith and Rudee running towards the peak!



                                   The Final Frontier!



                               Its Photo time Boys ... Amal and Shyam!


From here to Ombattu Gudda peak was straight forward. Couple of ups and downs, enjoying the views around and taking snaps. Ombattu Gudda is definitely not the tallest peak around. There were even more majestic peaks all around us, seperated by deep valleys and thats one more reason why the surroundings looked so beautiful!



                         Thnx for Saving my life ... Preethu with Prem and Sandy


At abt 11.30, we were at the top of Ombattu Gudda. It was time for photo sessions and Preethu wanted a pic with two of her best buddies Prem and Sandy, who literally pulled her up for most part of the trek. Infact, she wanted a paragraph to be dedicated to these two :) Speaking abt dedication, one thing that Peter used to motivate people (Preethu, Nayantara, Priyanka ... etc) was an offer to dedicate a paragraph for them in the blog! And rightly so ... coz of the way they braved thru this in spite of extreme difficulties, refusing to even give away their bags. Kudos to u all! Ofcourse ... the whole group (most of us hardly knowing each other before this event) was always ready to offer a helping hand whenever they can. Without this help and co-operation and the leadership skills of Peter, Shyam, Arul, Ramki and a few others, a big group like this, may be for the first time, couldnt have made it to Ombattu Gudda. Kudos to the Chennai Trekking club and the spirit of trekking!



                                            Kudos to Chennai Trekkers!


To celebrate the occassion, one of the trekking club t-shirts (Vivek was brutally stripped of his t-shirt) was hoisted at the peak as a flag. Hope it stays there till our next visit!
After all the photo sessions and celebrations, it was time to go back. People from Chennai had their tickets booked in a bus starting @ 11pm from Bengaluru and it was looking increasingly difficult to catch it. So, we were back to the luggage point @ abt 20 mins and along the trail towards the jeep track in another half an hour time (by abt 12.30). There was a trail, along the bushes all the way till the Lakshmi estate premises, where we can hit the jeep track heading to Hosakere. It was back to civilization with a few workers around this area. The jeep track would lead to Hosakere where the bus was waiting for us. Though, Hosakere is abt 13kms from this point, it was a little lesser to the tar road and we braced ourselves for a walk along the sunny jeep track @ mid noon to get back home!



                                            Quick Lunch @ the Jeep track


This was probably the toughest part of the trek, with an ascend in the beginning and hot sun @ its zenith. To make the matter worse, most of us were hungry and even short of water. At 1'O clock we stopped for another munch and finished of whatever was remaining as lunch and then continued the walk. The jeep track actually goes higher than Ombattu Gudda @ 1065m, when it winds around a hill and offered good views around us. Once the ascend was over and some tree-cover was available, giving us shade, things became easier. Time was running out now and catching the 11pm bus looked even more difficult for people from Chennai. Peter already started discussing alternate plans like booking tickets in anther bus or taking a train early morning.
Preethu was finding it extremely difficult and Shyam was again at it with his "Move people ... move it", without which it wud've taken a lot more time. Preethu was indeed dragging herself all along and trying her best to catch up with the rest. In between, Sandy snatched her bag, in spite of her protests, to make things easy for her. By abt 3.30 we saw Rudee coming back and told us that the Lakshmi estate house was just ahead. He helped us with the luggages and we were soon @ the estate house, where we could refill the water bottles, wash our faces and take some rest.
Some of the guys, Arul, Prem, John, Sabith, Amal, Rudee, Ramki ... etc went ahead to catch the bus and get it back to as far as they can. The tarred road was about 3kms from this point and we kept meeting people telling us that it is 'just ahead'. We had to cross a gate in between, where a person (carrying a gun) told us that the bus is waiting a 'furlong' away. Finally, by abt 4.30 we were at the tarred road, where the bus was waiting for us, thnx to Prem, John, Sabith ... etc who walked another 4kms, till Hosakere, in this hot sun to get the bus here!
It was time to go home now after an exciting trek. We started back @ 5 and people from Chennai didnt have much hope of making it to Bengaluru by 11, in time for their bus leaving to Chennai. At 6.30 we were at Sakleshpur for a lunch cum snacks cum dinner and then headed to Bengaluru by 7, to reach there by 12. A swaraj mazda (tempo traveller) was arranged for people to get to Chennai, which came only @ abt 3 and they had a tough time and a sleepless night reaching home @ only 10am. But, I am sure they wudnt mind after the exciting experience @ Ombattu Gudda!
Kudos once again to Chennai Trekkers club, especially Peter, Arul, Shyam and Ramki for pulling off something as wonderful as this without any mishaps. Not everyday wud u spot a group of 31 at the top of Ombattu Gudda! I guess, I also may have a first to claim at the top of Ombattu Gudda, as I may be the first person to conquer this peak in a lungee ;-) ;-)... Oops ... I shud've hoisted my lungee as another flag there - may be next time! kudos to me too!!!
Does the trek live upto the hypes in a few other blogs? To some extend! At the same time, its surely not an absolutely tough trek to do with a 99% chance of getting lost in a thick jungle infested with wild animals. An experienced trekker, equipped with the map and compass, should be able to find the way. Thanks to the sharp minds who lead the group in our case :) The map shows an alternate route to Ombattu Gudda along Adda Hole and Devar Halla, before finally approaching the peak from the east side along a steep climb. It will be fun to do this some time too :)

@Sandeep......thanks for the texts

KEMMANAGUNDI - HEBBE FALLS - Z POINT TREK IN APRIL

KEMMANAGUNDI - HEBBE FALLS - Z POINT TREK IN APRIL.........................

Sandeep is a great trekker in india. He shares some of his experiences................


Kemmanagundi is a scenic hill station in the Baba Budan Giri range of hills. Karnataka's tallest peak, Mullayanagiri, is also part of the same hill ranges. 55 kms to the north of Chikmagalur, Kemmanagundi is also known as KR hills after the Wodeyar king Krishna Raja Wodeyar who made it his favourite summer camp. Located at a height of 1434 meters, it is amazingly verdant and has beautiful climate throughout the year.



Seven of us, lead by Dev Balaji of Nature Admire [1], started of on a friday night in a KSRTC bus going to Bhadravathi. We got down at Tarikere around 5' O clock in the morning, had breakfast and then took a private bus to Kemmanagundi. Kemmanagundi is around 30 kms from Tarikere and 20 kms from Lingadahalli. We reached Kemmanagundi around 8.30 and started trekking down to Hebbe falls, 10 kms downhill, by around 10.00.



Our first stop was almost midway to the falls - a small house where Dev has arranged our stay for the night. We left most of our luggage there and proceeded for the falls. By around 12.00 we were there - the handsome, voluminous Hebbe falls !!!



The falls was very tall and bulky even during this scorching summer. In any case, Kemmanagundi doesnt seem to have any summer :D


Water was freezing cold and it was fun gamboling in. We spent time there till 2.30, had a light lunch and then headed back to our camp house.


It was a good climb up, with a de-tour for buying some vegetables for the night. Anyways ... reached back by evening, had a decent dinner and went to sleep.



We started of again early morning ... and reached Kemmanagundi by 8.30. Had breakfast and then left to Z-Point by around 10.00.



On the way to Z-point. Satisfying some ancient primate urges !!!



Within an hour we reached Z-point.


Mind u ... these guys are standing at the edge of a huge precipice !!!



Nice cool breeze !!! Doesnt feel like going back.
But we had to :( Reached back at Kemmanagundi around 2.00 and then started off to Kallathi (also known as Kalahasti) waterfalls - around 12 kms downhill on the way to Tarikere, Lingadahalli and Birur.



Kallathi was a let down. A small stream flowing through couple of rocks. On the side of a temple. Somewhat like a holy place !!! Wasnt worth spending a long time.

Back to heat and back to the reality ... we had our lunch at Birur and then rushed into an ice cream shop :)) Birur is around 16 kms from Lingadahalli off Tarikere and towards Bengaluru (Bangalore) ... and we boarded a jeep, which I doubt had any suspension !!!



After the lunch and an ice cream, we spent time bantering and roaming around the railway station. The train which was scheduled to come at 4.30 arrived only at 6.30 and reached Bengaluru around 12.30 in the night. End of another weekend sortie. Haaaa ... back to work and another busy week !!!

@Sandeep......thanks for the texts...............

KOLLUR - KODACHADRI TREK IN DECEMBER 2005 AND SEPTEMBER 2009

KOLLUR - KODACHADRI TREK .................................

Sandeep is a great trekker in india. He shares some of his experiences................

Kodachadri is in Shivamogga (Shimoga) district, 1343 meters above sea level. A beatific hill abode that overlooks the panoramic Western Ghats. It is clothed with splendid evergreen forests. The place is 115 kilometers from Shivamogga town, but very near to the famous temple town of Kollur.



We started of from Bengaluru (Bangalore) in a bus to Udupi (Uduppi), another to Kollur and then one to Shivamogga and alighted at a point in the ghat called Karakatta Gate and started our trek.


The initial walk throught the forest path, listening to the music of the birds was really serene.



After walking through the plains for almost 3 hours we reached an inhabited area, with a malayali hotel there, where you can get puttu and kadala (steam cooked rice cake and chana). We gobbled up a lot and headed to climb up.




It was only a matter of time before we started feeling the heat. Initial ascend, though steep, was through the shades and was less sapping.




During a short walk a mountain side, covered with grass, almost turned gold by the shining sunlight, we caught our first glimpses of the hill top.


By evening, we reached the foothills, were there is a guest house and a couple of small houses. We booked our accomodation and rushed up to watch the sun going down.
It was indeed a race with the sun. All of us where inexplicably tired, but still managed to drag on. In the end, we managed to reach there in time, with enough time to spare to catch glimpses of the beautiful sunset.


We spent the night in the foot hills trying to setup a small campfire. Later on had a nice dinner and went to bed praying to be able to get up in time for the sun rise.





With the morning rays, the whole hill top had turned golden. This was awesome and singly worth all the effort to get up in the morning and climb uphill for the sun rise.



We spent some time in the hill top exploring different hills around the main peak.



There was a small stream of water in one corner of the foot hills. But in December, there was hardly any water in it.



The descend was swifter and easier than expected. We reached downhill by noon. Boarded the bus to Kollur, paid a visit to the famous Mookambika temple and then headed back to Bengaluru the same night.





Overall the trek was one of the hardest and most exciting I had.
Four years later, we headed again to Kollur for another trek to Kodachadri. This time we hired a tempo traveller and had a hard time sitting in the bus through the length of the journey. We took the Hassan - Belur - Mudigere - Jaipura - Sringeri - Agumbe ghats road to reach Kollur only by abt 11!
To top of this, there was some construction going on the Sowparnika river bridge on the Kollur - Shimoga road. So, we had to leave the tempo @ a parking lot in Kollur and hire a jeep (costing us abt Rs. 700 for a ride till Valur, where the tea shop is located). The jeep driver turned out to be the son of the person who runs the tea shop! So, we cud tell him to keep lunch ready for us and proceed quickly to the peak.
With a slight drizzle almost all the time and heavy showers at times, the hills were as verdant as it could be, with waterfalls erupting from all sides of the hill. It was extremely misty by the time we reached up, with visibility as low as abt 100m. It was a completely different feel to be here during the monsoon with so much of greenery, water and mist! Even water drops and spider webs looked beautiful! Also, its a lot easier to scale the peak in this cool weather!
The conclusions from the two trips were:
Kodachadri is a good place to go ... winter or summer or monsoon!
Public transport may be a better idea to reach Kollur (guess, there are direct buses plying to Kollur from Bengaluru).
No need to worry about food and shelter, since its always available in the form of the Malayali hotel in Valur, PWD resthouse near the peak and the other numerous small houses nearby.
If u cant walk, u can cover a good distance of the trek in a jeep :)
All this makes it one of easiest treks to plan. Well .. I'd luv to go there again ... whatever be the time of the year!

@Sandeep......thanks for the texts...............

TREK TO BRAHMAGIRI PEAK FROM IRUPPU IN OCTOBER

TREK TO BRAHMAGIRI PEAK FROM IRUPPU IN OCTOBER...................

Sandeep is a great trekker in india. He shares some of his experiences................

After a pretty hectic period in Firetide, finally I got couple of days off, including a whole weekend. I did have a Yana trek planned for the coming weekend. But what about this one? Pappan was all ready to come and the place, Brahmagiri in the Kerala-Karnataka border, was decided after a conversation I had with Arun[1], who gave us all the needed information. Sunil also could come with us and Vinay jumped in the last minute.
Initial plans were to catch a bus to Virajapet and then a local bus to Iruppu, from where the trek path starts. But, due to the non-availability of return tickets [long weekend factor] we finally decided to drive upto Iruppu. On friday evening we dumped everything into my Versa and hit the Mysuru (Mysore) road. After negotiating busy friday evening traffic in Mysuru road, we managed to get into a Hotel in Srirangapatnam and spent the night there.
The drive continued the next day. We took the deviation to Hunsur after Srirangapatnam and proceeded. After breakfast and some food packing [dosa, idly and sambar] at Hunsur, we managed to hit Gonikoppal by about 9.30. Some more packing at Gonikoppal [this time Chappathis and veg curry], we took a deviation towards Nagarhole/Srimangala/Iruppu. Past Ponnampet, Hudikeri & T Shettigiri, we soon reached Srimangala, where we had to meet up with the range forest officer and get the trekking permissions [2]. Things were smooth here, but we had to pay Rs 170 (20 for entry, 50 for rent at forest rest house and 100 for two days trekking permissions) per head and 200 more as guide charges. Couple of kms past Srimangala, we needed to take a deviation to the right for Iruppu. The main road continues to Kutta at the Kerala-Karnataka border and then to Mananthavady via Tholpetty.
Couple more kms from this deviation, there were a few hairpin bends. In, one of those bends we could catch a far glimpse of the Iruppu falls. Soon, we were at the entrance of Iruppu. Being a popular tourist attraction, the place was pretty much crowded and had its own hotel and a parking area. We showed our permission letter to the group of guides there and one of them, Mr. Suresh, agreed to come with us. At 12.00 we were all ready and hungry to conquer.
Few steps up, along with the crowd and past a hanging iron bridge we could see water tumbling down ... Iruppu falls was indeed a pretty sight ... but we had more important business!!!
Few minutes more ... as our guide continued on a brisk pace, I started panting. Dunno if its because of the long ride from Bengaluru (Bangalore) or the few extra layers of flab around my waist contributed by the recent sedentary lifestyle ... well ... doesnt matter ... now that I was panting. I first made an excuse ... that my sleeping mat has come out of the bag .... that bought me some time to calm my breathing ... then I followed it up with a call for 'break'. It was granted, but everybody else looked eager to continue walking. I dragged my feet for some more distance, which was about an hour and 2 kms ... but seemed like eons to me. In between, Pappan offerred to take some of my luggage and I happily moved some of my stuff into his bag, which included a bulky jam bottle. That was such a relief!!!
The efforts of the forest officials should be commented upon. This trek route hardly had any plastic all along the way. Instead, the whole path was strewn with leeches and a few had clung to everybody's shoes by then and slowly made way into the socks. We had a small break at a place where water was seeping out of a small rock and tumbling down the rocks to join the Lakshmantheertha, which later made a spectacular jump at Iruppu. We emptied some of the snacks packets and culled out leeches from the shoes and inside the socks. Water at this place was so cool and soothing that I literally refused to get up and continue walking ... well ... I am lying ... I cudnt just get up and get my feet moving :(
The path that followed this was somewhat a flat terrain going around a hill. We could hear the sweet sound of Lakshmantheertha. The next break was meant to be near a place where Lakshmantheertha will cross our path, about 1km further. But, a little bit of climb in between and I started panting once again. I tried a lot of things this time. Trying to ignore the tiredness and listen to the soothing music of the birds and the river, picking up a small stick and using it as a prop, singing the song 'puthujanmam nediya naran' to myself (which in mallu means 'the man who got a rebirth'), but all in vein. I had to cry for another break in between, which was soon followed up by a lunch break, as and when we reached the stream.


                                    Lunch break at Lakshmanatheertha


This stream was a beauty and an ideal place to open up the lunch packets. And so we did ... the dosas and idlys were opened up and gobbled up, in spite of the cold & bad condition they were in. Couple of photos around this place, few more checks to pick out all the leeches and we were up on our feet once again ... by about 2.30.
Past this stream, we were out of the shades into a lush green grass field and some more climbing up. The beautiful hills all around suddenly became clearly visible. The altitude of the place was quite evident from the absence of trees. Mountain tops were painted lush green by the grass ... and looked beautiful.



                                           Break at the hill top ...


We took another break (again I asked for it) near a small rock and our guide told us that the rest house at Narimalai is just 10 minutes away. Anyways ... few more photos and 10 minutes ... we indeed spotted a shed and then the forest rest house. The tall hill to our left was Narimalai and the small building in front of us where built by the forest department following a 10 year long effort, at an altitude of 1418 meters.
The rest house was a dream at the top of the hill, with adequate facilities for cooking and sleeping. A stream flowing just next to it provided a good water source also. There was a large group of people from Ponnampet already occupying the place, but we were provided accomodation in a seperate room along with the guide and the caretaker. It was 3'O clock already and we all dropped our luggage, took off the shoes and crashed ... It wasnt a difficult trek at all ... but I was inexplicably tired. And according to the guide, we took more than 3 hrs for what generally takes about 2 hrs :(
Soon the tiredness vanished and we all realized the trouble. Brahmagiri was about 6 kms from this point and it may not be possible to visit the peak today. Doing this the next day will delay our return journey. We went and talked to the guide and explained him the situation. He gave us options like visiting the Narimalai today and making it to the peak only the next day. There was also a cave (Munikkal caves) somewhat on the way to the peak. Finally, we insisted to go to the peak today itself and he finally gave in.
It was a mad run .... and almost an impossible task, right from the beginning. We quickly covered a good distance of about 3 kms in half an hour. The terrain was kinda flat though .. and also the absence of bags really helped. We crossed several small streams and some muddy patches on the way ... and the peak became visible soon. Also, there were lines drawn to mark the state border. The hills, grass lands and forests on the right side belongs to Kerala!!!



  The piece of hill in the shade is Brahmagiri ... and the lines is the Kerala - Karnataka border


In between, our guide stopped and pointed towards a faraway mountain, where we could spot a herd of wild elephants. He told us that as the sun sets, these elephants might come down and interrupt our path !!! We also spotted couple of deers. It was beautiful and looked right out of a dream world. On the right side, we could spot another path, the one from Thirunelli (in Kerala) to Brahmagiri. Our guide mentioned that this is a more enjoyable and strenuous trek right through the middle of a thick jungle.
The more we walked towards the peak, the further it seemed. And finally, at about 5, our guide told that the peak is still about an hour away and it may not be prudent to continue. We were reluctant to walk back ... but finally agreed after he ensured to take us here the next day as early as possible. I didnt mind not going to Narimalai, not going to Munikkal caves or getting late to reach Bengaluru ... but we had to come back to this enchanting peak. So, we clicked a final snap and turned back ... promising to return.
By 6, we were back and cleaned up couple of leeches from our shoes. There were many and we were all bitten all over. After a few minutes rest, Pappan dragged us all to the nearby stream. He wanted to take a bath and insisted that a bath in the cold river water can do wonders. Infact, it did!!! It had such a rejuvenating effect. For every, pot of water I poured on myself, I wanted more.
Back in the rest house, the lights were up. We did carry petrol and match box to prepare a camp fire. But, the rest house had a solar panel and few lights. And, it was too cosy to have a camp fire. We unpacked the rest of the food (chappathis from Gonikoppal) and finished it in no time. Lights off at about 8 and I was snoring soon after that!!!
We all got up by about 5 and were ready before 7. Soon, we were out on the path towards Brahmagiri, this time not in so much hurry. Past the few streams, from which we filled our water bottle, we soon reached the place where we stopped the previous day. This time we took about 40 minutes. Around another small hill, the peak became more visible. Some more time, we were walking around the last hill just in front of the main peak. After this hill, we had to climb down a bit, walked along the no man's land (between the two lines seperating Kerala & Karnataka) and then found us staring at the steep climb leading to the enchanting Brahmagiri hills!!!



                          The peak ... again the border is very clear in this ...


It was a beautiful sight ... with few pockets of trees in the valley and the peak covered with thick lush green grass. Our guide said he is not coming up and we proceeded. The climb became steeper and steeper as we went up and became almost vertical at some places. But, a look around would shed all ur inhibitions ... the more and more u go ... u feel more like u r at the top of the world .... I started crying and howling out of joy!!!


This was indeed a steep climb!!!


Sunil gave up by this time, since his shoe was getting slippery. Vinay literally dropped into his knees ... but didnt give up. Pappan was running ahead of me ... and finally ... after about 30 minutes I joined him at the top ... about 1600 meters above MSL and overlooking everything around us.


                                         Everything else below me!!!


To our far right (south east direction) was a blue mist covered mountain ... which was the only thing above us ... not even the clouds. I later confirmed with Mr. Suresh that it is Wayanad in that direction and that peak must be the Chembra Peak.


                       Pappan on the top ... In the background is Chembra peak


Half an hour later ... at about 9, we started climbing down. It was again a tough exercise, but carefully and safely done by all three of us. Soon, we joined the rest at the base and continued towards the rest house. The return was a bit slower, especially for me, who started feeling the tiredness once again and Pappan who chose to stay with me and take me along. He literally dragged me back and made sure we were through at the rest house by about 11. Within an hour we gobbled up whatever snacks/bread was left and continued towards level ground.


                                   Iruppu falls or Lakshmanatheertha falls


I had a pair of swollen tired legs by then and my feet was aching badly inside the shoes. But, I decided not to slow down the group this time. In just 20 minutes we were near the Laskhmanatheertha river ... about 2kms from the rest house. 5 minutes break there and then we proceeded almost non stop till Iruppu. I slowed down and stopped couple of times in between but made sure that the stops werent long enuf. At about 1.30 we were near the Iruppu falls and few more minutes took us to the entrance. Near the car, we all removed our shoes and threw our luggages and discovered a lot of leeches. Pappan and Sunil had their feet fully eaten up by leeches and were blooding profusely. The leech bite wounds are painless but the blood flow will take some time to stop.
After lunch at the local hotel there, we proceeded towards Gonikoppal. Our guide also came with us since his house is in Virajapet and got down at Gonikoppal, from where he can catch a bus. Soon, we were past Hunsur and at Srirangapatnam by about 5.30. Another mad drive through the crowded Mysuru - Bengaluru highway and we were all home and crashing by about 8 - 8.30.
Well ... this was one of the most tiring for me ... But frankly it wasnt a very difficult trek. May be apart for the leeches. I counted about 32 leech bites ... on my legs, arms, around the waist and even on the neck. More so ... for others. But, at the end of all these .... even leeches were fun ;) On the way back I was thinking of doing the Thirunelli - Brahmagiri trek. The thought of going back to Wayanad was exciting in itself. Add the lush green Brahmagiri hills to Wayanad, it becomes enchanting!!!

@Sandeep......thanks for the texts...............

MUTHAPPAN PUZHA - THENPARA - VELLARIMALA - VAVUL MALA TREK IN FEBRUARY 2009

MUTHAPPANPUZHA - THENPARA - VELLARIMALA - VAVUL MALA TREK IN FEBRUARY 2009

Sandeep is a great trekker in india. He shares some of his experiences................

Its been two long years since my first trek to Vellarimala and I was waiting for another go @ these hill ranges to climb Vavul Mala / Vavulmala. At about 2339m, it is the tallest peak in North Kerala and arguably the toughest climb in South India. While actively planning for this, my spirit took a beating when I heard that Josettan along with Arun [1] and co could not make it to the peak even by 6'O clock on the second day. The time frame and planning required for conquering Vavul Mala went up in my mind - atleast 3 days became 4.
I just could not manage this for almost two years. None of the original team to Vellarimala (other than Josettan, ofcourse) seemed interested in an en core. Even though, I went to Muthappanpuzha two more times, including a small trek to Swargakkunnu, I kept postponing the big day for later. The plans were revived when Chennai Trekkers / CTC [2] planned to do it and I decided to go along with them.
Vinod was organizing it and knowing Peter, this was my best chance to conquer the peak. But, it was never going to be easy. Some personal reasons came up and I could not join CTC on the planned date. Left to wonder how and when, I got the required push from another source. A week before CTC, Benny and his friends conquered Vavul Mala along with Josettan!
Benny came back and told that, once they found a trail, it was just a matter of a few hours trek from 'RECpara', one of the hills in the Vellarimala range (named after a few guys from REC who camped there, para = rock). The amazing fact was that Josettan, Benny and his team managed to go up and came back to Muthappanpuzha in two days. After camping @ 'RECpara' on the 1st night, they went up to Vavul Mala and returned to Muthappanpuzha on the 2nd day. Suddenly, it all looked very possible and I was raring to go, in spite of all the odds.
I didnt want to let it go and knew that if I postpone it indefinitely, the trek may never happen. So, I planned to be @ Vavul Mala just a week after CTC and took two days off from office to make sure that I have four days to do what I wanted to do. All fell in place quickly and in spite of a busy schedule at work, I was granted 2 days leave. Though reluctantly, Preethu also agreed to let me go for this. CTC did the trek as planned, putting more than 60 people @ the top of Vavul Mala. An amazing feet, though not surprising considering CTC's & Peter's track record.
I booked tickets to Kozhikode on a wednesday evening and return tickets on saturday night. Sunday was just a backup and three days should be enough if things go as planned! Two days later, I somehow managed to close all the last minute rush @ office and hurried towards the satellite bus stand. I was about 15 mins late to reach and was thinking about getting another bus, but was pleasantly surprised to see the bus still waiting for me! I guess, there were only a couple of bookings and the bus was almost empty for the entire journey.



                                           Yummy ... tapioca and chicken!


I reached Thamarassery by about 4.30 and waited at the KSRTC bus station till 6.10 for the first bus to Muthappanpuzha. The bus started right on time and I was the only passenger to start with! The bus reached Muthappanpuzha in an hour and Josna, Josettan's kid-daughter was waiting to pick me up :) Little later, I was enjoying a nice bath at Iruvanjipuzha river, followed by a gr8 breakfast of Tapioca and Chicken @ Josettan's house.
Josettan had told that he will arrange for the food and I didnt even carry my usual pack of milk or chocolates in an effort to reduce the weight. I didnt take any of the additional lenses, either. All I had was the backpack, a light weight / low altitude sleeping bag, some cloths, the camera with just the kit lens, a pen torch and a spare battery pack. Ofcourse, my priority was to carry as little weight as I can.
On the contrary, Josettan's idea of food for a trek was lot of chicken, tapioca, rice, fish, loads of bananas, some vegetables and what not :) This time he also had a pack of maggi noodles - a new item he discovered, thanks to CTC! Ofcourse, I was expected to carry a share of this weight and why not. To cut the story short, I ended with a heavy backpack!
It was about 10, by the time we started the trek. We passed through some of the plantations and crossed over to the Thenpara village, where we joined the jeep track to Vellarimala. The heat and a heavy backpack took its toll and I was sweating and panting heavily. We stopped at the last house in this stretch, left some of my cloths there and got some hot ginger water to drink. Its quite counter-intuitive when I say that its great to have hot water in this sweltering climate. One should try it out to believe it :)
By the time we moved past the inhabited areas and got into the fenced area, it was about 11.30. I knew that we were really late. As a comparison, during the last trek to Vellarimala, we were @ 'Olichuchattam' by about 10.30. It was time to speed up and I started pushing myself. In spite of the huffing and puffing, I pushed as much as I can and took lesser breaks. It was a relief when we started hearing the sound of the Thenpara stream. A little later, we passed the first water access point and soon, by about 12.30, we were at 'Olichuchattam'. After a brief stop for photos and water, we were back to the trail on our way up.



                                           Lets head to Olichuchattam


The trail after 'Olichuchattam', first goes to the right side of the stream and then comes back after a short climb. By 1'O clock we were back at the stream. I was hungry by then and we opened our lunch packs. Josettan chose to eat later and I took only a little tapioca (and chicken, ofcourse) to mitigate the hunger. We quickly wrapped up and continued the trek by about 1.30.
This time the trail goes towards the left and after a climb, crosses over the stream. Once more, we walked away from the stream and came back to it from the right side. The trail goes next to the stream for a while after that and we took a break near the stream. There, we got into a chat about the wildlife, watching birds and butterflies and the break became a touch longer than ideal.
Just above this point, we crossed over the stream for a last time, went ahead of a few boulders and entered the base of Vellarimala. We filled one of our 2L water bottles. Josettan knew that there was water @ 'Damodaran Kolli', where we planned to fill the other bottle. It was almost 3'O clock by then and we had to cover quite a distance to make it to the peak before its dark. To add to our trouble, this part of the trail is almost the steepest.
I was climbing as fast as I could, when I heard rustling of tree branches. My heart paused for a second, thinking its an elephant. But, we soon realized it was only monkeys and they were escaping the scene after seeing us. We could not spot them, though. Moving forward, the climb was quite exhaustive for almost half an hour and I opted for another 'i-cant-walk-without-stopping' break. At this point, we even discussed camping at 'Damodaran Kolli'.
Luckily, the climb was less steep after this and our speeds improved. I took breaks only when it was absolutely difficult to continue and reduced the duration whenever I did. I started looking for 'Damodaran Kolli', which is a must-break location. At one point, where there were a few boulders, I thought it was 'Damodaran Kolli' and wondered if there was no water. But, Josettan told that we have more to go. Finally, we reached 'Damodaran Kolli' by about 4.40, filled the water bottles and took the much needed break.
Clearly, with almost 2hrs for the lights to go off, we didnt have to camp here. But, there was confusion as to where we would camp. I felt too tired to go beyond the first grass land in the hill ranges, where CTC guys camped last time. But, Josettan wasnt too convinced about the safety of this location and insisted that we continue till 'Kethanpara'. Anyways, the trek continued.
In the next half an hour, we walked around the hill and away from the 'Masthakappara' rock face. With the evening sun shining from our left side, we caught a glimpse of the huge mountain face to our right side. Josettan identified this as Vavul Mala and I was left wondering how I didnt see it during our last trek. Guess, it was the fog.



                                           First encounter with Vavul Mala


As we moved up, the forest cover thinned down around us and big trees gave way to colorful shrubs. With numerous colored leaves, variety of flowers, the vegetation grew more and more interesting. This is undoubtedly one of the most virgin and colorful forest in the western ghats. The trail was a little tricky though, going zig-zag on a near vertical mountain face, with a few 'hairpin-bends' thrown in to reduce the steepness.
By about 6, we were almost there and the imposing structure of Vavul Mala looked more and more formidable. It was exciting to even think of conquering this sheer mountain face illuminated in the golden evening sunlight. While, I was standing there admiring the mountain, Josettan woke me up to the ground realities and pulled me up. In the next few minutes we were at level ground and arguing whether to camp there or continue towards 'Kethanpara'.
On entering this level ground, there are a few trails to the right leading towards a few view points. To our immediate left is the trail to 'Kethanpara', 'RECpara' and Vavul Mala, while the next left leads towards 'Kanjippara' and 'Masthakappara'. Thnx to CTC camping there, we had enough firewood and nice cozy tree cover to avoid the cold. But, Josettan insisted on moving towards 'Kethanpara' and I finally obliged. He assured me that it was only '10 minutes' to 'Kethanpara' and bought me with that.
The trail initially goes through a small level forest area and took us to the south-eastern side of the hill range. Once on the other side of the hill, there was a little climb up till we reached 'Kethanpara', which is a rock face overlooking the deep gorge at the eastern side of the hill range. It took us a little more than 10mins and I was entitled to be angry at Josettan :) But, the views of the hills in Wayanad and Nilgiris was breathtaking and I quickly forgot all the anger & exhaustion!
While, I was standing there open-jawed and gazing at the hills trying to identify them, Josettan quickly gathered some firewood and started off a campfire. He also revealed that the main reason why he wanted to come there was to enjoy the views! Soon, we both were trying to identify what is what. Josettan identified Swargakkunnu and something he calls 'Wayanadan Mala'.
One particular peak towards our north-east looked higher and was mostly Chembra. But, I was still left wondering, if I really saw Vavul Mala from the top of Chembra. 'Masthakappara' may be the closest to Chembra in the Vellarimala ranges and is almost the same height, but was too far to be the mountain I've seen from Chembra. It looked like a puzzle as of now and I may need some more map / google earth gazing and mountain hopping to identify what is what!



                                            Way to start the day ...


The night went well sleeping on the rocks gazing at the stars and silhouettes of the mountains. It was a relatively dark night and moon was nowhere to be seen. I got up as early as 4.30 and could not sleep afterwards. So, I chose to keep my eyes open and dream about mountain hopping from Vavul Mala to the other biggies around us :) Towards our right side, the sky developed a reddish tinge and it became more and more prominent with time. It was a beautiful sight watching the sun come out from behind a distant hill.



                                         Can u see Chembra at the far right?


After exploring other corners, view points and clicking a few pictures with imposing mountains as backgrounds, we packed up and got ready for Vavul Mala by about 8. It took us some 10-20 mins to reach 'RECpara', at the foothills of Vavul Mala. Just before 'RECpara', we passed along an open area where the hills at the south eastern side looked closer. Couple of them may be taller than Vavul Mala itself. Soon, we were @ 'RECpara', an open area with hills / forest all around it. The best part of 'RECpara' is the water source, which looked rather full even now. There were elephant dung all around and it was obvious that the big mammal camps here on a regular basis.



                                                 Chicken & Tapioca!


There, to our front was Vavul Mala, covered with thick forest all around it. 'RECpara' is a small ridge connecting Vavul Mala with the rest of the hills towards its east. It seems, that two of the major rivers @ Muthapanpuzha, the Thenpara river and Iruvanjippuzha river originate from either side of this ridge. Benny and co had camped @ 'RECpara' on the first day and there was firewood and a fireplace. We collected some more firewood from the surroundings and started cooking. Josettan had chicken mixed with masala in one cover and tapioca in another. Tapioca was cleaned quickly and in no time, both were in separate pots and in the fire.
Josettan suggested that while the food was getting ready I could explore the view points. I happily picked up the camera and ventured inside the forest. Two spider webs, one view point and some beautiful flowers and shrubs later I lost track of where I came from :) I could still see the Vavul Mala standing tall through the forest cover and tried to retrace my path looking at it as reference. But, everytime I found a trail, it hit a dead end in thick forest. To avoid it, I kept going to my left, then climbed up and after a while I realized I was going up towards Vavul Mala :)
I got some sense of where to go, once Josettan started howling and I whistled back. I came out to a clearing following his voice and realized that I was standing atleast 100 meters above our campsite :) Never mind, I now knew where to go and on Josettan's suggestion, took a trail to my left which goes down subsequently. In no time, I was back at the camp and both of us were cursing the decision to venture out!
To avoid further delay, we quickly had some food. Contrary to what I usually do before treks, I hogged a lot of food. It was OK to walk slow and more important to stay strong till we are back. We planned to carry just some water, bananas and snacks, to reduce the luggage and have lunch only after reaching back. So, by about 10.30, we left the remaining food, cloths, cooking utensils, sleeping bag ... etc @ the camp and headed into the forest.
I was prepared for what was ahead. We were supposed to find our way through the forest and not expect any trail. Because of the low expectation, I found it easier! There was some trail indeed and we followed it till a dried up stream. We took a few steps along the stream and then moved to the right, towards the peak. The trail was not so clear from then onwards. But, still there was some way up, though partially covered by bushes and thorns. Josettan went ahead with his sickle and cleared the way whenever needed. I did get some bruises and scratches but it was all fine ... just the usual stuff :)
The spirits where high and I was feeling very excited about finally getting closer and closer to Vavul Mala. I guess, I was repeatedly asking Josettan how far it is ... every now and then ... and he kept saying 'just 10 mins away'! We did take a few short breaks whenever the climb became too steep, but continued walking without wasting much time. Whenever we could see the other side through the forest cover, I was checking the hills @ the south east side. They grew more and more imposing as we went up and always looked taller than where we are. I was by now sure that we were looking at some tall peaks @ Nilgiris and didnt know which one.



                                                   Nilgiris is not too far!


One of the clearings had a huge boulder and we climbed on top of it to get a clearer view of the surroundings and ascertain that we were on the right direction. Vavul Mala looked further away from that point, but Josettan again said its 'just 10 mins away' :) The trail after this boulder lead us to an open area from where we could see the southern and eastern sides. We climbed up along this open area and got back into the jungle. After some more time finding our way through the jungle, we got to the other side of the hill and got a view of the south-western side as well. It looked like Vavul Mala was connected to the Nilgiri hills as well, via some hills @ the south-western side, ofcourse with mid sized valleys in between. I wondered where the borders are!
From this point, there were footprints and Josettan instantly recognized it as the CTC teams'. We decided to follow their footprints to lead us safely to the peak. Josettan also realized that we may have lost the correct trail somewhere near the dried up stream. Anyways, now that we were here, it was possible to follow the trail without any trouble. It was commendable that, in spite of 60+ people having taken that trail, just a week ago, there was hardly any litter / plastic along this trail. A trekker is supposed to 'take away only memories and leave only footprints' ... and thats exactly what the CTC team has done. Kudos to them for maintaining the decorum. Also, thanks to them, we were able to identify the trail.
Another 20 mins from here, the height of the jungle cover came down. Tall trees gave way to colorful shrubs and we knew it was close. A little later, Josettan found his way out of the jungle and exclaimed 'this is it'! I looked up and saw that there is some more tree cover there, possibly at a higher altitude. I told him that I want to find out if there is any higher altitude opening on the other side and he agreed. For now, we proceeded to the view point, which offered a majestic view of the hills in Wayanad, Nilgiris and the Vellarimala range itself! The hills towards Nilgiris looked slightly taller, but that was known anyways :)



                                         Fog, Masthakappara and the trail


It was about 12.15 by then and we had taken about 1.45hrs from 'RECpara'. Not so fast by any standard, but it was a good feeling just to be there. We sat there munching on to the bananas we carried, tracing the path we came and cursing the fog blocking our view of the valley to the west side of Vellarimala range. Josettan had carried some white paint and a small brush and proceeded to write our names in the rock face. It was not really my idea of celebrating the conquest and told him to go ahead writing only his name. He insisted, but finally, painted just his name in Malayalam.
Soon, we moved to the other areas and Josettan showed me a deep crevice on one side of the peak. He tried dropping a small rock inside and the sounds stayed for a while. Really deep indeed! Later, we walked around the hill and tried every trail to see if there is any clearings on the other side. We found some open areas in between but the view was not good to the western side. Finally, at about 1'O clock we started our descent. Vavul Mala is now conquered!
The decent was a breeze, except for one small break. We followed the trail used by CTC and confirmed that we lost it near the dried stream only. At the stream, we had moved up and taken a trail to the right, while the correct trail was a few steps down and then to the left. Ultimately, both trails had same amount of bushes and thorns and may not have made much of a difference.
We were back at 'RECpara' in an hour, by about 2. I suggested that we move to 'Masthakappara' and camp there. Josettan agreed but added that we will need to move quickly. We decided to carry water and prepare noodles at 'Masthakappara'. For now, Josettan used the curd and prepared butter milk, which had a rejuvenating effect. We had almost 2L of buter milk, filled up the water bottles, took a break, packed up the things and headed back by about 3. In about 10mins we were back at 'Kethanpara' and found that valley and views were covered with fog. So, we continued towards the grass land and reached there in another 10mins.
The buttermilk was having its effect on my stomach and I badly needed a 'nature-room' break. While Josettan moved around looking for a shorter route towards 'Masthakappara', I took the 'nature-room' break, followed by a 'call-family' break. After all, this is the only reliable area in the whole of this hill range where there is decent cell-phone coverage and I didnt want to get beaten up once I was back ;-)
By abt 4, we started towards 'Masthakappara' and soon reached an open rocky patch, which is called 'Mannennaappara' ('Mannenna' = Kerosene Oil in Malayalam, dont ask me why the hill is called so)! This is the place where I had got my first glimpse of Vavul Mala during our last trek to Vellarimala. Past 'Mannennaappara', we got into the forest, crossed a few almost-dry streams, passed through a marshy area (where Elephants are regularly seen, according to Josettan) and again got into the forest. By about 5, we were at the foothills of 'Masthakappara', taking our last break.
What we saw there was heartbreaking. The place was badly littered with plastic covers, liquor bottles and paper thrown all around. Josettan told that this is the handy work of another gang who visited the hills the same day CTC team went back. I could not help comparing the CTC team and this 3-4 member team who got drunk here and left so much of trash. If a 60+ team can carry back whatever they brought in, is it so difficult for a 3-4 member team to carry back some of the litter??? The gang was supposedly from a nearby place and should have been more concerned about the litter than the CTC team ... but they didnt seem to care!
In general, I had found that the litter found this time was lesser compared to last time, but this one spot spoiled it all. While Josettan went down to a water source further down from where we are, I decided to do something about it. I collected the plastic in a cover and tied it to my bag. The remaining paper was collected in a heap, which was set to fire once Josettan came back with the lighter. It was the least we could do.



                                              Take this for green ...


Little later, we were @ 'Masthakappara', once again marveling at the exotic vegetation here. The place had wild flowers and thick green forests on one side, which was slightly higher than our campsite. We picked a spot among the trees for the campfire and left our luggages there. There were more things to do at other side of 'Masthakappara' - like gazing at the hills and trying to identify them.



                                         Vavul Mala & the hills @ Nilgiris






Setting sun posing with Josettan






Chembra was visible from here too, this time towards due north. Vavul Mala again looked majestic towards east. To the left of Vavul Mala, we could also see the hills at Nilgiris, though it looked a lot smaller now. Initially, fog had covered the sun and the valley to our west, which has Swargakkunnu, Kuppippara, Muthappanpuzha town and the trail we came in. But, a little later, the fog settled further down resembling a beautiful white bundle of cotton, with rocks jutting out of it! Now, the sun dived into this cotton bundle to give us a beautiful sunset.


                                            


                                        



Cotton bundles after Sunset




In between, Josettan proceeded to paint his name here too. Soon, it was dark and the hills turned into silhouettes. We set up the fireplace and started cooking the noodles. Once the noodles were out of the pot, it took hardly any time to finish it :) At about 8.30, we bolstered the fire with some more firewood and settled down.



                                                  Fire & the Fire man


Guess, I fell asleep almost immediately, only to wake up around 1'O clock. Campfire was dying and Josettan diligently woke up to keep it alive. While, he spend time staring at the fire and giving it more wood to swallow, I watched him with gratitude. It was nice to be his guest and he was a wonderful host, taking care of everything - from food to fire to safety. Infact, all I needed to do this time was to enjoy the sceneries and the food!



                                             Morning with the clouds!


I hardly slept after that and spend the night thinking about various things and checking the time every ten minutes. As soon as it was 6, I got up and finished my morning ablutions and headed back to the view point. The fog was still there, but the view was better this time. We could see the smaller hills along which we came and some of mud-roads @ Muthappanpuzha. It looked so far down and we were about a 1500m above the plains!
We started back by around 8, stopped at one of the tiny rivulets which had water and filled up the bottles. Ahead of this point, Josettan found a shorter route that he was looking for, which lead us to the marshland in no time. A little later we were climbing up the 'Mannennaappara' and enjoying a complete view of the surrounding hills for a last time. We stopped once more at the grass land for a phone/water break. There was some litter at this point too, including plastic spoons, toffee wrappers and plastic covers. Since I was not feeling much tired, I decided to pick up all the plastic we could see and burn the paper waste. After all, the litter would weigh very little and action should always speak louder than words!
By about 9, we started descending through the initial zig-zag. In just abt half an hour we reached 'Damodaran Kolli' and stopped there briefly. We picked up more plastic from there and continued doing it all along. We kept a good pace till we reached the boulders above the first/last stream. There we heard the rustling of the trees once again and Josettan spotted a monkey this time. Just past 10, we reached the first stream crossing and took a good break. I washed my face and took a few sips of this pristine, ice cold, tasty water. It had such a rejuvenating effect!



                                            Can u see the faint silhouettes?


Along the origin of the river, we could see the hills we had climbed as a faint silhouette. We had already come so far down and there was more to go. The descend continued after 10.30 and we passed the next two water points pretty soon. At about 11, we were at the 2nd stream crossing. Though, Josettan was in a mood to continue walking and reach the village by 1, I didnt want to get famished in the heat, which awaited us beyond this point. So, I insisted on preparing our last meal - some rice porridge.
The only problem was that rice took a little too long to get cooked. Meanwhile, it gave me ample time to walk around the stream and collect all the litter I could. People had thrown everything from bottles, plastic bags and even a pile of plastic plates. My litter cover was already full by now and I stuffed them all into another plastic cover and tied it to my bag.

They thought the hills were dumping yards!!!
Finally, the food was ready by about 12 and we gobbled it up along with some dry fish that Josettan was carrying. Once the stomachs were full, we packed up and started our descend by 12.30. Josettan was telling that we could have reached earlier, had we avoided this long break. But, I felt that the break only helped, since the energy levels were right up there. We picked up good pace and went past 'Olichuchattam' in no time and reached the fenced area in some more time. By 1.30, we were back to the civilization, collecting back my cloths and sipping hot ginger water! We also dumped the litter at the first garbage yard we found.



                                                Time to take a bath!


A little later, we stopped at Josettan's friend's house who serves homefood. We took a long break there, but my stomach was already full and chose not to eat anything. Instead, I had some more hot water! Then, we went further down and I took a dip at the Thenpara river, dressed up and was ready to head back. There was a bus @ 3.15 and it was almost time. So, I thanked Josettan for all his help, bid him goodbye and headed towards the bus stand. Though, I was there by 3.15, it seems the bus had gone by 3 itself. So, I had to wait till 3.50 for the next bus.
This bus was headed towards Thiruvambady, from where I got another bus to Kozhikode. After roaming around the city and feasting on some of its famous dishes - milk surbath, sugar cane juice, sharjah shake, banana chips, malabar halva and chicken biriyani - I reached the KSRTC stand on time for my return bus @ 9.
I do not know if I can head to Vellarimala once again. But, its sure that everytime you visit the place, it offers new challenges and surprises. This is one trek I badly wanted to do and I would rate this as one of my best treks and something to cherish for a very long time.

@Sandeep......thanks for the texts..............