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A weekend trip

Wednesday, March 29, 2006

After a term of effort, I managed to convince a few for a one-day trip to Nagarjuna Sagar Dam and the Ethipothala waterfalls – a plan agreed to by the gang for a weekend a fortnight ago… a last minute car hiccup caused another postponement and free beer on the hussain sagar cruise on Friday night also gave enough disincentives to sleep through the 6.30 am planned departure on Saturday!

Still, the guys were up and ready on time on Saturday morning… now, this has never happened in any of my trips and so I need to give them all due credit!

It’s a nice drive to the dam, about 150 Kms… the weather was pleasant in the morning and the camera was functioning non-stop and the chats died down after a couple of hours… Vikas’ is the trip man and so we had a full breakfast kit in the car which Jasvir volunteered to help us out with.

By the time we reached the dam, the sun was bright and shining and the first priority was quenching the thirst! We had to wait for a politician to clear the place before we could get in and he left us waiting in the scorching sun. Four wheelers weren’t allowed on top of the dam and hence we hopped in the three wheelers that were parked out there… someone told me they are actually 15 seaters!

The next one hour was spent here, my first live look at a dam and understanding what was for what… some dumb questions always had to be there for a first timer ;-) Unfortunately, the water levels are so low this season that the dam gates were being painted without any use… heard that it’s a good place to visit in the sep-oct times... may be we should have thought of it in the initial term breaks.

It was lunch time already and I was so hungry that I mistook plain dal for sambhar rice (after finishing one full helping of the same… anything to beat that?!)… It had become too too hot by then and another 2 hours wait for the boat ride wasn’t any incentive for the gang L

We went to the waterfalls – another 14 kms from here – and after the water levels in the dam, we weren’t expecting too much out here… but for our surprise there was enough water to make it a beautiful view and we could only think of how this place would be in September. Another photo session out here was followed by some games to remind us of childhood days J

None of us could bear the heat and we couldn’t think of going back from a waterfall without touching the water! A walk down to the crocodile breeding place wasn’t acceptable to all, so we ventured into the illegal territories for some adventure… had to find some paths behind the trees and among the rocks… and we reached a dead end pretty soon as it was slippery and dangerous beyond the place… walked across the water from the top of the hill of the waterfall!! And then discovered the breathtaking view… standing next to the rocks from where it was pouring down!

The Boating and the waterfall base were left for the next expedition and we started our return much earlier than planned – in dehydrated states! A search for cold water, a meet with supposed naxalities (well, the plain clothed men with huge machine guns who stopped us in the middle of nowhere were called so by the gang… all I knew was that they disturbed my sleep!), a fine for ‘anything under the sun’ and a car that refused to switch off its back lights were the events to remember of the journey back.

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