Kaziranga national forest is just one hour drive away from Tezpur. If you love Information, visit this page: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kaziranga_National_Park.
All those late-to-bed-late-to-rise folks - remember that you can get a glimpse of the wild life only if you can get hold of the first lot of elephants.
So we had to start early - to be precise 4 in the night. By 5, we were at GL's resort. It was a little torturous to my delicate daily schedule which starts at 9 in the morning. Anyway my FIL had contacted Deepak Das - the owner of a couple of elephants. He and his fleet of elephants arrived by 515. The President of India was supposed to travel to Kaziranga on that day - however the tour got cancelled and we were lucky in getting Deepak's fleet.
GL's resort is located in the foothills of Burapahar. The cottages looked awesome, couple of them even having AC in the mid of this forest.
Our expedition started at 530.
- The road leading to the heartland of the great one-horned Rhinos.
The weather was perfect - cloudy, but still not raining.
Unless you are used to Elephant rides from your childhood, it might take a couple of minutes for you to get adjusted with the elephant's movements. But once settled, you would really start enjoying the ride. But its a little difficult to take pictures while on the go as the undulations are bound to make your picture blurred! I had got a better seat - with an empty one in front of me. I guess my long lens helped me to get this one. This long lens keeps helping me when I badly need a better seat - be it in Kaziranga or Connor :-)
First half an hour was a little dull. We were anxiously looking for something to talk to you about. Finally we found a herd of deers running for cover. The mahuts told us that the tourists had to be satisfied with the deers alone on the previous day. The famous elephant grasses were not so tall now - once the monsoon comes, they grow even taller than the elephants, and narrows your vision. I heard that we were in Kaziranga in one of the best seasons. It was awful to know that a vast area of the forest gets flooded every year during the monsoon killing a number of wild lives. Monsoon was yet to arrive in Assam this year.
We turned out to be lucky. In the deep land of Kaziranga, finally we met the King.
And its family...
We were pretty close to them at times, which was a little scary for my mom. However the King nodded to us, posed for a few seconds and then did a graceful exit. We clocked almost 2 hours in the deep forest of Kaziranga.
While we were returning from Kaziranga, it started drizzling. A herd of buffaloes came across our way. Deepak Das was a bit worried as we were taking more time than any other normal business day where the trip gets over by 45 minutes. We were home by 9. It is a long time that I have been to a forest. The memories of Betla Forest (Ranchi) or Corbet National Park (Kumayun) were fading away a little. The freshness and rawness of the wild life was a welcome breather to the polluted urban respiratory organs.
Our Assam tour was coming to an end. We need to move to Meghalaya now - the abode of clouds.
Charoibeti, Charoibeti.
All those late-to-bed-late-to-rise folks - remember that you can get a glimpse of the wild life only if you can get hold of the first lot of elephants.
So we had to start early - to be precise 4 in the night. By 5, we were at GL's resort. It was a little torturous to my delicate daily schedule which starts at 9 in the morning. Anyway my FIL had contacted Deepak Das - the owner of a couple of elephants. He and his fleet of elephants arrived by 515. The President of India was supposed to travel to Kaziranga on that day - however the tour got cancelled and we were lucky in getting Deepak's fleet.
GL's resort is located in the foothills of Burapahar. The cottages looked awesome, couple of them even having AC in the mid of this forest.
Our expedition started at 530.
- The road leading to the heartland of the great one-horned Rhinos.
The weather was perfect - cloudy, but still not raining.
Unless you are used to Elephant rides from your childhood, it might take a couple of minutes for you to get adjusted with the elephant's movements. But once settled, you would really start enjoying the ride. But its a little difficult to take pictures while on the go as the undulations are bound to make your picture blurred! I had got a better seat - with an empty one in front of me. I guess my long lens helped me to get this one. This long lens keeps helping me when I badly need a better seat - be it in Kaziranga or Connor :-)
First half an hour was a little dull. We were anxiously looking for something to talk to you about. Finally we found a herd of deers running for cover. The mahuts told us that the tourists had to be satisfied with the deers alone on the previous day. The famous elephant grasses were not so tall now - once the monsoon comes, they grow even taller than the elephants, and narrows your vision. I heard that we were in Kaziranga in one of the best seasons. It was awful to know that a vast area of the forest gets flooded every year during the monsoon killing a number of wild lives. Monsoon was yet to arrive in Assam this year.
We turned out to be lucky. In the deep land of Kaziranga, finally we met the King.
And its family...
We were pretty close to them at times, which was a little scary for my mom. However the King nodded to us, posed for a few seconds and then did a graceful exit. We clocked almost 2 hours in the deep forest of Kaziranga.
While we were returning from Kaziranga, it started drizzling. A herd of buffaloes came across our way. Deepak Das was a bit worried as we were taking more time than any other normal business day where the trip gets over by 45 minutes. We were home by 9. It is a long time that I have been to a forest. The memories of Betla Forest (Ranchi) or Corbet National Park (Kumayun) were fading away a little. The freshness and rawness of the wild life was a welcome breather to the polluted urban respiratory organs.
Our Assam tour was coming to an end. We need to move to Meghalaya now - the abode of clouds.
Charoibeti, Charoibeti.
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