Morning: 4:30 AM | Date: 3 July | Place: Our Base Camp / Room / Enclosure.
Riyaaz was incessantly hooting the bugle to wake up the lazy and sleepy bums J. So, because of his relentless efforts, I give up and finally get up dreary eyed. Am I feeling groggy? Oh yes.
So people who have the habit of freshening up in the morning, no matter where you are took up the challenge and went for the early morning rituals. Being a seasoned constipated guy, I was sure that I would be able to manage at least till I board the train.
So we quickly pack up our belongings and it was time to bid adieu to this wonderful place. Alas, we couldn’t go down to the lower tract of the falls. So, we did some quick photo-shoot. And trust me; Dudhsagar falls looked more mesmerizing at the break of the dawn. Have a look.
|That was our Base Camp|
So we start trekking again, with usual gusto. Luckily the weather was clear this time around. So it gave RK ample opportunity to show his photography skills and I didn’t mind being subject of his photography at all. The pictures below tell the story.
|The Track ahead|
|Falls is easily more than 1.5 Kms away from this station.|
|Huh! Engine abhi door hai mere dost|
|Can you spot the approaching loco?|
|And we assumed this to be Dudhsagar falls the other day :)|
En route we were again greeted by diesel engines quite often, but this time they were also ferrying possible Dudhsagar tourists, who didn’t want to take the Dandi March way of reaching there.
So gradually and steadily we reached Caranzol station, exactly midway.
Now here is some twist in the tale. As we were taking a much deserved break, somebody tried their luck and enquired with the station master, if there were any chances of train going towards Londa, since we had a train to catch at 1:20 PM and it was almost 9:00 AM. And it turned out that indeed there was a train, Howrah bound Amravathi Express.
Already one of our members was limping. So was it feasible for her to walk all the way through or wait for the train. So we had two schools of thoughts playing there. One was supporting trekking all the way back to Castle Rock from where we started trekking a day before and then take a tempo / jeep / whatever to Londa station. Another school of thought was quite simplistic in its approach. Wait for the train. Board the train and disembark at Londa J. I chose to enroll with latter school, although I would like to put a little disclaimer that I was still not bereft of energy / stamina / will-power J. So we bid adieu to the disciples of former school of thought and decided to stretch our self at the picturesque station. Since this was not looking like a passenger station, there was no ticket counter at sight. So unwillingly, we were going to board the train without ticket.
Here comes the savior J, being pulled by one of the WDMs.
So we were 5 of us and as the train approached, we were split into two groups, not by choice though. At the end of it, however both the groups boarded the same compartment. The moment we step our feet inside the compartment, to find for ourselves as well as the heavy luggage, some decent place, we were greeted by the sight of Man in Black, commonly known as TTE J. Bad timing! But every cloud has a silver lining. MIB was going in opposite direction, towards the other group J. So it was gonna be a Hide n Seek time for the other group. Anyways, gradually we (First group, second group being nowhere in sight) settled in and had some tea and chips. We even crossed our other mates, who chose to trek their way through. We salute their level of enthusiasm. Hopefully, one fine day, we match their enthusiasm levels.
Eventually the train chugged its way into Castle Rock station. However, this was not our stop. RK, as usual, hopped on to the door and clicked some real beauties J.
|Here we started the other day.|
And hey who joins us here. Our Second Group! Yayyyy! So our skilful duo managed to dodge the gimlet eyed MIB. So we continue with our usual gup-shups and finally it was time to bid adieu to our savior. Welcome to Londa Junction.
And we were greeted by another group, from GHAC, whom we met earlier. Apparently, the train stopped at Dudhsagar falls station and they boarded it there only.
So it was time to get rid of wet clothes and have something REAL to eat. And the best part was the waiting rooms. Man! It was so clean. So after spending close to an hour in refurbishing ourselves we were ready to gobble anything that comes our way. Luckily we spotted one Veg Refreshment room, which was also serving Veg meals. So we ordered Veg meals for ourselves and for rest of the group, we got it parceled.
|It feels good to be DRY someday|
|Proper Lunch after aeons|
Eventually, everybody makes it in time and well, PAS was addressing the arrival of Hyderabad Express and with lot of memories for rest of our life, we get up, haul our back packs and get into the train. Bye Bye Dudhsagar, Castle Rock and Londa Junction.
See you soon, some other day, some other time. Till then au revoir.