Time: 8:15 pm
Location: Bangalore Bus Stand @ Majestic
Vehicles : 1 Bus+ 2 Tempo Travelers
No Of Ppl: 70
Our group: Just 5 of us.....
Picture: Welcome.. Welcome...We are a group of 8 (5 Guys+ 3 Gals) people. Due to various inescapable reasons 3 of them had to drop out. Serious reasons you see... so this was the first major upset to our trip. But we had to move on.
Great men said "Life is a journey, keep moving". But ours was "A single journey is life too." Our great new year plans was shaken...
Picture: 2 Gangsters at work9pm we started of from Bangalore. The bus journey was not very comfortable but we were not here to have a fun trip. It was a trek-trip. We were headed to Unchalli Falls..
Picture: Ohh dear dear...!!Sleepless bus ride was after all not very bad. 5 am we were at Sangam to pic up our breakfast/Lunch/Dinner for the day. We had to finish off our morning duties in public toilets. How can i explain the pleasant smell in those spick & span toilets. "Adbuthaaa"
Picture: Sleepy HeadsThough it was such cold morning with mist around us, off we left for Unchalli Falls, no time to romance in that weather.
Picture: Our shadows went missing.Had to break for breakfast and the place were we broke was just awesomely refreshing... We had our share to eat along the beautiful stream. The best part being the sound around us. After all it was not the vehicles. It was the birds and the trees.
Picture: DeformationFirst pitstop: Unchalli Falls, just before noon.
Such beautiful falls, the sound of the water falling was such a mind purifier. That doesn't mean out corrupt minds got all purified in a single shot, but was worth an attempt. :)
Picture: Y the hell do people get soo damn tired?We took bath in the water flowing down the hillock. So what does this imply? We had to trek down the hill... Yes this was our first encounter with trekking in this particular outing.
Picture: Dingri's Classic LaughThe cold water, sweet breeze & dirty friends (ok i take this back.) In what other better way can a trip start is all what we thought, we didn't know the way the the whole thing could turn. Haha Hahaha...no no.. the previous sentence means nothing, I just felt like adding it cause it sounds terrific.
2nd Pit Stop: Yana
WE were supposed to reach Yana early the same evening. Tired of trekking at Unchalli Falls all of us were asleep in the bus. Suddenly all the cell phones started ringing as though it was a call to heaven by the Death-God. The only thing each one of us realized was that people from other vehicle had called us to tell... "STOP THE BUS"..... The next thing that we realized was we had taken the wrong route. We were on the "Goa Road" rather than the "Mangalore Road".
Hail our Bus driver!! Hail Driver!! Hail, his thinking!! Hail Storm. As though everyone in the bus were guided by the same force, screamed in chorus.... "LETS GO TO GOA".
But our statement had no much power to actually convince the driver to continue on the same road, the road to heaven (Goa).
The next few hours was the real pain to each one of us. SATAN had smiled at us. The bus went out of gas so any possible reclamation of the lost time was void. We saw a lady run over by a loaded truck. The bus went on a real narrow one-way road in the wrong way. While the bus was taking a turn, an auto-rickshaw's front wheel got stuck to the bus and it started rising. Seeing this the auto-rickshaw drivers gathered to create a haunting scene.
Picture: Parameshwari Parambhu PriyaShubhaBhyam Dharshanam IcchamiWhat more can u ask for? The SATAN had the last laugh that day.
The night 2nd best thing:
Picture: 3 to TangoWe had to put up the tents ourselves. I do agree that putting up a tent is not some kinda rocket science but its not that easy as a jigsaw puzzle.
After Knowledge Transfer from other groups on how to put up the tent, we kicked off the implementation of the same.
After putting up the basic structure containing of only the poles, I was personally excited to know that i will be sleeping in a tent laid by us... Cool right?
After much effort in putting up a tent, our tent had a major flaw, it was too high. Our efforts to re-engineer went for a toss when all of us unanimously veto-ed on putting up the tent from scratch. The solution which came out is confidential and i will not be able to reveal anything.
Its not an everyday game to be sleeping on the beach side tent. Yes... BEACH SIDE TENT.
GoodMorning..... Get Up you idiots.... Its already 6 am!!
Where the hell am i? & What do they mean by already 6 am?
Ohh, We got to be going to yana. Guys finish off your morning duties...
Picture: Hmm HmmNow comes the 3rd Best thing:
3 of us, only guys, we wanted to take bath. So we separated from our group, hunting for a place to take bath. No one knew where we were, neither did we know. We got the requisite permissions to take bath in a holy pond...
Happy & Gay (Kindly note: Its not Gay & Happy) we came back to our bus parking to realize, we have been left out. OOOWWW MAI GWAD!!
All our cell phones had been kept safely in the bag and bag was in the bus. The only thing we could next was hunt for a public telephone booth. To our relief, our friends who were in the bus were reachable and the most important of all, we knew their numbers by heart.
Some things which were obvious followed this. We got shouted by our friends and the trek lead. But when we told them we had taken bath, we could smell them burning in jealousy. Hahaha...
2nd Pit Stop(Again): Yana
Yana in Kannada means pilgrimage. Trekking up our way was great as always. Fun with friends routinely followed. Let me not say anything... I will share pictures instead.
3rd Pit Stop: Om Beach at Gokarna
It was already 6 in the evening and we had missed the beauty of sunset.
Picture: TT at his best...The group got split into 2. One went on for a beach Trek and the other for just a pleasant boat ride. I was happy to be on the boat, relaxing.
December 31st late evening: Supposedly fun evening.
This was when the problems started. Guys who had gone for the boat ride came back to the meeting point early but the detached group who were pro Beach Trek were not reachable and none of us knew the next course of action.
Frustrated of waiting for those guys, we had a round of photo session. And to tell each one of you reading this, this one was the only best thing that evening.
10pm all of us gathered and it was unanimously decided that we will not be going to kamat for dinner. 2 days and 3 times a day at kamat had bugged us to the core. We headed to a different restaurant agreeing on the formula that we will have to dutch. To our fate the restaurant guy said, he will not be able to serve all of us at that time of the night.
Here comes the 4th & the Last Best thing:
Dinner at Kamat.
To please us all, the Kamat guy had taken an additional step to see that, that particular dinner was a lot better than the other food sessions. After all this was a new year night.
The celebration should have been at its peak but we were having our last dinner for the year 2006 at the road side kamat.
Picture: The best I could get out of this fellow..New year Celebration in front of Kamat.
11:45 pm: We were done with our dinner.
11:50 pm: Someone called out "10 mins to go"
11:50 - 11:58: Kept laughing on the way we were celebrating our new year.
15 seconds remaining : "Lets start the countdown Guys...Lets start from 10"
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ALL OF US SHOUTED OUT IN CHORUS HAPPY NEW YEAR....
We exchanged hand-shakes and hugs.
To cheer us up, one person went ahead to lite a Diwali Cracker. After much effort was wasted on trying to get it crack, it became a tiny bon fire.
Picture: Transition from a Fire Cracker --> Bon Fire
Off we got into the bus and left for Bangalore.
Was the Adventure Amorous?
Yes the Adventure was really amorous................ Amorous in its own way
