Some rudimentary photography, limited driving holidays, and the elementary form of writing that I indulge in are habits that have been acquired over years while travelling to the few places that I have been too infrequently.
When I first looked through the view finder of a still camera, I only realized the ease with which you can obliterate space. However, once you bottle the frame, what creates the situation, does not always appear in the frame. The slowly seeping wind is missing; that weak, distant cloud melting in the horizon is missing and so is the green of the leaves or the sinking road that penetrates deep into the forest but appears flat and shallow in the viewfinder.
Nature and its interpretation through technology is difficult to combine and thereby portray. More so, since photography is an art and rendering of the camera a manmade process which a mix of immiscible. What is correct and what isn't? Or what should be done and what shouldn't be? Should the green trees be painted yellow? Or the blue sky inverted into violet ? Or barely visible white clouds turned into swimming arrows? Does the photographer need to believe in the high priest or be on his own? To you all, I leave that question open.
During the Christmas/New Year break of 2021, we went on a trip to Koraput and Satkosia. This is an account of those days spent in those undulating valleys and a crisp, benign sky.
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The finalized itinerary resembled something like this:
- 31-Dec-21: Leave around midday from Calcutta. Stay overnight at Bhubaneswar.
- 01-Jan-22: Bhubaneswar to Chandoori Sai Guest House, Kakiriguma Village, Koraput
- 02-Jan-22: Stay at Chandoori. Visit Deomali.
- 03-Jan-22: Travel to Satkosia – Satkosia Hill View resort
- 04-Jan-22: Stay at Satkosia/Boat rides etc.
- 05-Jan-22: Return to Calcutta.
31-Dec-21: Calcutta to Bhubaneswar
An early start from the city always freshens me up. But that was not to be this time around. But since the city was in the grip of the wintry chill, the mild sunrays made the 1200 HRS start resembling a 0900 HRS one. The sight of Vidyasagar Setu and Kona Expressway are moments that convey the feeling that we are leaving the city (yet again!). So, without any breaks, we cruised along the NH 16 and on towards NH 60. A few days before our trip,
Sumanta-da had travelled along the same route to Vizag and from him we got to know that there were numerous diversions after Jaleswar which slows down traffic.
We had booked the Presidency Hotel at Bhubaneswar for the night – and being right on the highway, it helped us in a quick entry/exit from the city – which we reached around 2030 HRS.
The first day, was not only about ‘transit’ but also about getting ‘habituated’ to travel on the highways after quite a while. After an in-room dinner and a phone conversation with
Golam-da, we called it a night.
The road cutting across Deomali top.
Star trails captured at Chandoori Sai Guest house.
View from Deomali on the Eastern side.
Clean night sky in the villages of Koraput.
Sunflower fields - encountered them for the first time ever!
An orange tree. The fruits grow beautiful but are very bitter.
Along the way from Berhampore to Koraput.
View of the Satkosia river gorge. 01-Jan-22: Bhubaneswar to Kakiriguma, Koraput
We hadn’t trodden beyond Bhubaneswar on the NH-16 and the new year, brought with it a journey along a new road and a new destination. Off course, NH-16 is famously documented in any Calcutta – Vizag travel blog and there was no surprise element there. The morning sky around 0700 looked quite gloomy and the overcast sky (possibly fog) continued to hang on till 1000 HRS. We crossed Chilka, Gopalpur and then entered Berhampur town and finally started cruising on NH-326 – two lane, though it is, the road surface is a perfect piece of tarmac - and this is the road that I will now attempt to describe.
Hillocks and sometimes gigantic rocks jutted around here and there, dry cultivation fields, ponds, wildflowers – typical sceneries that we see around rural India. But it didn’t pull the heartstrings that often compels us to stop and imbibe the scenery.
As we were to discover later, the ghats start somewhere beyond Taptapani and they continue till Koraput and the ghats bring along with them beauty. Dark clouds had gathered in the sky, some of them crashing across the hills of Taptapani. The entire road was devoid of traffic: some stray tourist vehicles, but mostly locals on their motorbikes, a couple of buses and a few minivans. And then we came across sunflower fields in bloom. Stretches of arrow straight roads were interspersed with ghat sections. This was tribal heartland and as we went deeper the frequency of ghat roads increased.
Christopur. Perfect Indianization of colonial names
Idyllic sceneries.
The NH326, our constant companion from Berhampore to Goudaguda village of Koraput, is a single lane undivided carriage way, passing through hills and winding ghat sections. And is singularly beautiful.Reminded us of the Chilpi Ghati stretch on the way to Kanha.
The first sight of the Deomali range.
Our picnic lunch at Deomali top.
It is to be noted that the NH-326 lacks eateries: some small shops selling tea, sweets and packaged fruit cakes – but that was all. With hunger pangs growing, we stopped at the first decent outlet for lunch. Surprisingly the place was packed with locals and hot food was served fast and its taste reminded us that we were cruising close to the Odisha-Andhra border.
Apart from the food, the other thing that was hot was the weather. The car, in the almost 30 mins in the sun was baked hot. Its difficult to think what summers would be in these places. When we were 50 kms away from Kakiriguma village we entered a mountain sanctuary that reminded me of Chilpi Ghati of Madhya Pradesh. Steep climbs followed by downhills descents continued till the end of our journey.
The sun at 4 PM, had become mild. Long shadows extended everywhere, children were playing cricket in the scanty plain lands, heavy duty trucks were seen sauntering along steep descents and with our destination being a short 5 kms away we stopped for a cup of tea at a road side shack. It made me realize that being welcomed for a cup of tea with such love is something that only our country can gift you.
We stayed at Chandoori Sai guest house, Goudaguda village of Koraput district. Some photos of the guest house.
Rural sceneries. Landscapes and pictures which I love.
Roasted chicken and potatoes for dinner.
Accompanied with caramel custard.
Winter dew shimmering in the morning sunlight.
And we rolled into Chandoori Sai Guest house at 1630 HRS, with the sun casting its orange glow, we felt that we entered a different world. Momentarily the sights and sounds of the outside world seemed to have been shut out. A much needed hot shower and coffee later, as we strolled through the soft grass, imbibing the beauty of the place…we sat on the balcony and watched the stars rise in the sky…and along with the night, came an unprecedented chill..Dinner was vegetarian – freshly baked pizzas, steamed beans in garlic and apple pie. In a remote tribal village, located on a 3000 ft valley floor, that feeling was priceless!