It’d been 3 years since we’d taken a vacation. We all needed it dearly. Obviously the struggle began with zeroing in on a location after haggling with the dates. I suddenly remembered my failed attempt at going to Dandeli from Chennai some time back. Re-visited my mails and found the link and phone numbers. Made another attempt and was lucky to have the same friendly voice on the other side. After a few questions, the bookings were made. I read through a few reviews and must admit; my expectation only lowered and was worried somewhere if I was taking a big gamble for a vacation that came after three years.
Somehow I followed my gut feeling and kept those fears to me and was pepped up to leave. Best part being, we decided to make this a “Road-Trip”.
We left at 0430 as against the scheduled time of 0400hrs. The estimated drive time was around 10 hours. We took close to 13. However, when we reached, the place simply mesmerized us.
And that’s the last thing we remember. We all slept for the number of hours we drove in.
The next morning, we woke up fresh to all the unheard sounds of the jungle.
That’s when we realized we were in the middle of a thick forest – Really thick. That was an island on the Gangavali River. We had parked our car at the other side of the river and ferried our way in.
Having skipped dinner, we were expecting breakfast when our Resort manager announced it was time for our first activity, “Kayaking”. Our four year old was excited at the word, activity. Anything that keeps her away from “food” is always exciting. The kayaking guide probably liked us and allowed us to paddle far and away enjoying the scenic beauty of that place. The view was breathtaking. Lush green mountains all around, river flowing beneath us, clouds gently kissing those mountains; and all this, while there was a philharmonic orchestra of the birds and peacock playing in the background.
After the refreshing start, we had a sumptuous breakfast. It was time for water-rafting, an activity that the little one was not allowed to participate in. She smiled, cooperated and stayed with the manager while wife and I rowed off towards the rapids.
The view we had while negotiating the currents, was priceless. One can’t experience that view from anywhere else; the pristine sound of the water flow, absolute serenity and no sound of any machinery whatsoever. Since none of us could get cameras, we were focussed on enjoying the ride. It was an 8km stretch with decent rapids and two places where we could take a dip in the river. Our raft was stuck at two places and we were involved in a rescue episode as well. We were ignorantly enjoying our moment in the water floating around and gazing at the sky as time and clouds passed by.
After the exhilarating experience, we came back fully drenched to our daughter. She was envious of the fact that we had so much fun without her. We felt guilty too but that’s as much we could do at that time. We had lunch in soaked clothes as we were lined up for waterfall rappelling next. While we were waiting for our batch-mates to come in, the little one insisted an activity for herself. The manager accommodated a small fishing boat for her. It was a little ironical. Fishing is known as a therapeutic activity of patience and this was given to a restless bundle of energy. I was more than shocked to see her actually enjoy it. She was lucky enough to catch a small fish. She got scared at first, admired it for a while and then let go to ensure the fish lives.
By then arrangements were made for waterfall rappelling. Our princess was allowed to witness this and soon we were trekking along the water to the cliff from where it took a plunge. The rappelling experts were waiting for us with all the gear and equipment. As against conventional rappelling sites, this site was NOT flat and was totally uneven and rocky. We could not see it since we were on the top. I volunteered to go first. With all the gear, I was kicked to set the ball rolling. Least knowing, I was doing it literally. I actually rolled down the first few steps.
Badly bruised at my knees and elbows, I did not give up. Took further steps and got a grip. Just as I was preparing for the jumps, noticed the rock below was uneven and a jump would mean I would smash my face against the rock. As I took careful steps, I slipped and fell yet again and was completely under the force of the waterfall. I was having a battle of my own while the experts were howling out commands for me to get back to safety. After a few moments, I managed on my feet again and finished the rest of my descent. Despite all these hiccups, the experience was thrilling to say the least. Before I could un-gear myself, noticed my better half was next and was almost prepared. I did not utter a word or give out any cautionary statements. I wanted her to have her own experience. Was glad to notice she was provided with an elbow cap as well. With her descent, she managed quite well. She fumbled at the place where the rock got uneven.
As we realized later, no one could negotiate that part without falling. Relieved, we were no exceptions.
The sheer thrill of all these adventures gave us enough adrenalin rush and the right amount of fatigue to our heap of flesh to eat well and rest well for the day. After all we had to start the next day afresh.
We had planned the second day with lesser activities and more of sight-seeing to soak in the natural beauty around us. We repeated kayaking on Stuti’s insistence, and then headed to see “Yaana” Rock formation.
Post that, we returned for lunch and after a siesta, took another guided trek to “Hanging Bridge”.
I really can’t do justice to the sights we saw in words and will leave it at that. It’s a MUST go place and would be awesome if you get to experience it first hand before it gets commercial and spoilt.
To conclude, we all came back fully charged enough for a year and to charge others as well. The moral of our vacation was simple. We MUST vacation every year and have vowed to see a new place and to experience something new every time we set out.
Somehow I followed my gut feeling and kept those fears to me and was pepped up to leave. Best part being, we decided to make this a “Road-Trip”.
We left at 0430 as against the scheduled time of 0400hrs. The estimated drive time was around 10 hours. We took close to 13. However, when we reached, the place simply mesmerized us.
And that’s the last thing we remember. We all slept for the number of hours we drove in.
The next morning, we woke up fresh to all the unheard sounds of the jungle.
That’s when we realized we were in the middle of a thick forest – Really thick. That was an island on the Gangavali River. We had parked our car at the other side of the river and ferried our way in.
Having skipped dinner, we were expecting breakfast when our Resort manager announced it was time for our first activity, “Kayaking”. Our four year old was excited at the word, activity. Anything that keeps her away from “food” is always exciting. The kayaking guide probably liked us and allowed us to paddle far and away enjoying the scenic beauty of that place. The view was breathtaking. Lush green mountains all around, river flowing beneath us, clouds gently kissing those mountains; and all this, while there was a philharmonic orchestra of the birds and peacock playing in the background.
After the refreshing start, we had a sumptuous breakfast. It was time for water-rafting, an activity that the little one was not allowed to participate in. She smiled, cooperated and stayed with the manager while wife and I rowed off towards the rapids.
The view we had while negotiating the currents, was priceless. One can’t experience that view from anywhere else; the pristine sound of the water flow, absolute serenity and no sound of any machinery whatsoever. Since none of us could get cameras, we were focussed on enjoying the ride. It was an 8km stretch with decent rapids and two places where we could take a dip in the river. Our raft was stuck at two places and we were involved in a rescue episode as well. We were ignorantly enjoying our moment in the water floating around and gazing at the sky as time and clouds passed by.
After the exhilarating experience, we came back fully drenched to our daughter. She was envious of the fact that we had so much fun without her. We felt guilty too but that’s as much we could do at that time. We had lunch in soaked clothes as we were lined up for waterfall rappelling next. While we were waiting for our batch-mates to come in, the little one insisted an activity for herself. The manager accommodated a small fishing boat for her. It was a little ironical. Fishing is known as a therapeutic activity of patience and this was given to a restless bundle of energy. I was more than shocked to see her actually enjoy it. She was lucky enough to catch a small fish. She got scared at first, admired it for a while and then let go to ensure the fish lives.
By then arrangements were made for waterfall rappelling. Our princess was allowed to witness this and soon we were trekking along the water to the cliff from where it took a plunge. The rappelling experts were waiting for us with all the gear and equipment. As against conventional rappelling sites, this site was NOT flat and was totally uneven and rocky. We could not see it since we were on the top. I volunteered to go first. With all the gear, I was kicked to set the ball rolling. Least knowing, I was doing it literally. I actually rolled down the first few steps.
Badly bruised at my knees and elbows, I did not give up. Took further steps and got a grip. Just as I was preparing for the jumps, noticed the rock below was uneven and a jump would mean I would smash my face against the rock. As I took careful steps, I slipped and fell yet again and was completely under the force of the waterfall. I was having a battle of my own while the experts were howling out commands for me to get back to safety. After a few moments, I managed on my feet again and finished the rest of my descent. Despite all these hiccups, the experience was thrilling to say the least. Before I could un-gear myself, noticed my better half was next and was almost prepared. I did not utter a word or give out any cautionary statements. I wanted her to have her own experience. Was glad to notice she was provided with an elbow cap as well. With her descent, she managed quite well. She fumbled at the place where the rock got uneven.
As we realized later, no one could negotiate that part without falling. Relieved, we were no exceptions.
The sheer thrill of all these adventures gave us enough adrenalin rush and the right amount of fatigue to our heap of flesh to eat well and rest well for the day. After all we had to start the next day afresh.
We had planned the second day with lesser activities and more of sight-seeing to soak in the natural beauty around us. We repeated kayaking on Stuti’s insistence, and then headed to see “Yaana” Rock formation.
To conclude, we all came back fully charged enough for a year and to charge others as well. The moral of our vacation was simple. We MUST vacation every year and have vowed to see a new place and to experience something new every time we set out.
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