This series of photos was taken while on the trek through Mudamalai National Park. Our knowledgeable guides, as seen below, would silently walk single file in front of us, stopping only to examine animal tracks and droppings.
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After encountering Tiger Poo, we combed the general vicinity for tracks and then decided to cross a canal that led us over a meandering river. We climbed a steep slope and once at the top decided to pause here for a light snack. The chattier of our two guides, showed us his scars as he recounted a leopard attack, which he miraculous survived by fighting off the large jungle cat with nothing more than his bare hands.
After a day and a half in Ooty, we were picked up by one of Nachi’s friends who drove us, at a sensible pace, back down the mountain to Mudamalai National park. We stayed at a small hotel in a very small town literally on the edge of the park. The hotel was great: the staff were friendly; the rooms were large and spacious; each room also had an enclosed front porch where we spent our evenings. Each night we could be found on the veranda playing a card game called “Shithead” and drinking cold Kingfisher Beer, which was so refreshing after days spent in 36 degree heat.
On our first full day in Ooty, Nachi took us to a local street vendor for a breakfast consisting of a masala dosa, fried idlis and chai. The masala dosa was so delicious that I had a very hard time restraining myself from completely pigging out, which would not have ended well since the night before I had my first rather painful experience with dysentery! I won’t get into the details because trust me, you don’t want them.
Four days ago, we left for a mountain town in Tamil Nadu, called Ooty. Shawn, Nachi, Jo and myself left Alleppey, took the Sleeper train to Coimbatore and then from there made our way to Ooty.
The train took us North East into the state of Tamil Nadu, where the Nilgiri Hills form the southern most point of the Western Ghat mountain range. The hills are constantly surrounded by a shroud of dusty smog, which rises from the dry dessert-like earth and tends to give the hills a blueish tinge. This change in geography, only hours away from Alleppey, was an interesting contrast to the lush and green landscape in Kerala.
I am particularly amused by the eccentric little oddities of Gowri, which I find endearing. There are an abundance of resident roosters, chickens, and other miscellaneous birds, such as emus, are living with us at Gowri. The birds crow and make bizarre noises starting at ungodly hours! One type of bird here makes a hilarious cartoonish whistling noise. In addition to the birds, the temple next store blasts a mix of Indian music and chanting at strange hours. Instead of incensing me, which it would in the 'real world,' here it's just one more quirk that makes India so enchanting.