Driving across the countryside where the only traffic hindrance is a herd of cows crossing the road or a bullock cart moving at its own pace, I am on my way to Bheemeshwari. It is indeed a welcome change from the maddening traffic in the city. As we pass by fields and streams we stop by a stunning lake filled with water lilies. The road runs along the enticing Cauvery river. Late in the afternoon we reach Muthathi, a quaint little village in the midst of Cauvery wild life sanctuary. Folklore says that when Sita lost her nose ring in the Cauvery River, Hanuman churned the waters of the river till he found the ring. Henceforth Hanuman has been named as Muthetharaya and this place derived its name as Muthathi.
It is a perfect setting for a lazy holiday where the river flows seamlessly along the pristine forest. Sitting under a huge fig tree, I choose to soak my feet in the water. The rocks are slippery as I watch the birds. A river tern appears from nowhere, swoops down and catches a fish before disappearing from my sight. Suddenly the clouds gather and the wind sways across the trees while a faint drizzle turns into a heavy downpour leaving me drenched. Sipping a cup of hot coffee and watching the rain drops splatter down the stream is an exhilarating experience. The rain adds to the beauty of the landscape.
As the rain stops, I see a few adventure enthusiasts trying to cross a stream on a rope bridge swaying in the wind or zip across the zip line like a commando. I choose to take a coracle ride in the river. It is adventurous indeed to step into this primitive looking boat. As the coracle picks momentum the scenery keeps me spellbound. A friend points out to a crocodile basking on the banks of the river. The highlight of the ride is when the boatman swiftly rotates the coracle in a circle – it is a thrilling moment indeed.
Though the Cauvery is a gentle flowing river, at some places along its course, the river drops at a gradient which creates a frothy stretch of water with a swift, changing current making it viable for white water rafting . Inflatable rafts are launched into calm waters, and the guests are allowed to paddle through the calm stretches. The guides are seasoned at navigating the white water stretches. At the end of the 8-km stretch, the inflatables are beached and guests are ferried back to camp in a jeep. The rafting facilities are best enjoyed during the monsoons.
After lunch I lie down on the hammock to enjoy the serene atmosphere. A friend whispers and nudges me to watch a bird. It is a purple sun bird hovering in the air to drink water from a leaking pipe. The purple iridescence of this bird is a feast to the eyes .The female and the male sun bird take turns in entertaining us.
When I am eagerly watching these birds I sense some leaves falling on my head. I raise my head to see the giant grizzled squirrel, a rare sighting of the uncommon animal found here. It is delightful indeed to watch the mother squirrel manoeuvring along the branches and feeding its baby. I close my eyes for a moment and wonder what a perfect weekend getaway Bheemeshwari turned out to be.
How to Reach Bheemeshwari:
From Bangalore , it is about 120 kms. Take the Kanakpura road (via and cross Muttati to reach Bheemeshwari.
I like to observe insects, butterflies, birds and trees and their interconnections with each other.With keen interest in urban wildlife and butterflies I have reared some of them. Blogging is my religion. I love to share my experiences in my blog https://wanttobeanomad.wordpress.com.
Some of my stories have been published in The Traveller.in - Hindu .
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