Kartik Kannan’s continues his photographic journey of Dudhsagar in the fifth part of the series!
Before you say your final good byes to the waterfall, you always spend energy for a ‘last dunk’ that never really is the last dunk. It looks like that part of the area is raining heavily!
As you the light fading away on the patterns in the water, its time to really pack up. Nobody lives in this area, so you’d have to walk all the way to the next point of civilsation, 3 kms ahead, inside the Bhagwan Mahaveer National Park. Though there are jeeps that transport people, its only meant for people who’ve signed up for the jeep ride at Kulem station for a round trip(which we did not).
A wonderful orangish green forest trek across the sunset later, we arrived at a small farm, where we were greeted by the ‘Miao’ warrior.
We relished a lovely round of masala chai, and also understood that the gate of the National park was still 10 kms ahead. The only way to get to civilization was to walk it in the moon light to the entrance, or climb a small hill right there, and get to the railway track, and hope that a Goods Train comes your way and stops there. You then hop on till the train gets you to civilization. The latter sounded interesting to attempt!
We were treated to some cashew fruit too. I did not find it very interesting to have. That was when we heard a hooter of a rail engine in the distance. The shop owner said that it takes 15 minutes to do a bend from the other end of the mountain to the end that was near us. It gave us enough time to pack up and head across the hill to get to the railway track.
Check out part 3 of Kartik Kannan’s photographic journey of Dudhsagar!
We kept walking on the rail trek, with all gay and abandon, and when we went on walking, we realized that we were lost in this maze of tunnels and tracks. There was a small opening to the right after 3 tunnels that we should have gone through to go down. We missed that, and had to retrace our path back. What makes it more tough is the fact that there is little civilization around in this sweltering heat, so you are pretty much on your own to re trace paths, unless you have dropped bread on the way like Hansel did in Aesop’s Fables!
As we walked down the path, we were accompanied by a few friends who popped into saying “Don’t Disturb, This is our home”. We kept the noise levels down and trekked our way through the forest, in search of the utopia, we had witnessed from the top.
An hour later we found our way to the base of the waterfall, and we were greeted by a beautiful sight of the waterfall sloping down the mountain, with the railway bridge positioning itself like the equator. Paradise Regained!
It did not take us long to get to the water. It was a careful walk, across a few slippery rocks to get to the base of the waterfall. We saw many men enjoying themselves in the water.
It was even more lovely watching a beautiful woman, enjoying the waterfall on her.
This is part 2 of Kartik Kannan’s photographic journey of Dudhsagar!
The railway trek begins at Dudhsagar railway station, where passenger trains mildly stop for a minute. There’s no station/building present at this place. You need to walk across the railway track, till you pass 3 tunnels and ask the locals for the path from the mountain that leads to the waterfall.
The image of the semi circular opening at the close of the tunnel, in the midst of the surrounding darkness makes it lovely to gaze at, with the curve of the tracks, catches your attention. If a train isn’t passing by, the moment sometimes freezes!
You are suddenly reminded of a Siddhuism when you see the entrance of the tunnel- “ Is it light at the end of the tunnel, or is it light from a train that’s about to run you over?”
As you trek further along, you get a little ‘dekko’ at the waterfall base from the railway track from your right. You feel like doing a ‘The Beach’ esque jump right into the base of the waterfall, but seeing the height you start to feel, its better at the movies!
The view on your left is not bad either, with the graded waterfall falling over.