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Originally Posted by phamilyman very very nice pics sarkar. you need to process them a bit more for the wow effect. |
Thanks. I don't know Photoshop. Whatever little post-processing I try is in IrfanView.
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and you need to take better pics of your red beauty |
Trying, trying.
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Thanks. The resort at Bhalukpong is a property of ATDC (Assam Tourism Development Corporation) and not APTDC.
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After the photo session we came back to the tourist resort and entered the restaurant there to have coffee. We came to know that the lessee of the resort is the Janambhumi Group which also runs the well known Iora resort in Kaziranga National Park. This may become an ideal transit point for a Tawang bound traveler.
We were soon on our way back to our place of stay Jia Bhoreli wild resort at Nameri. The sun had set by the time we arrived. Just before entering the resort I saw a peasant coming from the river side with a freshly caught fish in hand. This was a golden mahseer, no less, albeit a small one. In my excitement I forgot to ask wifey to take a photograph of it and she also didn't know why at all someone is to be excited at all about a half kilo fish. Well, till then I had seen Jim Corbett's "fish-of-my-dreams" and "tiger-of-the-river" only in photographs. As a small child I was fascinated by his exploits in angling too, recounted in his "Jungle Lore".
Paradoxically however angling is not something that I took to as a hobby. Otherwise Nameri would have been one of my earliest and most frequent places of visit. One of the highlights of Nameri is the trek to the angling points of Jia Bhoreli. For this is one has to become a member of the Assam Bhoreli Anglers' Association.
Another tourist attraction of the place is rafting on Jia Bhoreli. The rafts and the tourists are carried on a Tatamobile to a place about 10 kilometres upstream called 13 Mile. Then they raft downstream upto Potasali. The Eco Camp as I mentioned before was full of guests and rafts were already booked for the morning. Since we had to start our way back at noon rafting was not in our agenda. The third option is to go trekking into the jungles. For that the rates that the Forest Department charges are Rs.20 per adult, Rs.10 per child and Rs.50 per camera which includes an armed guard and ferrying across Jia Bhoreli on a boat. An absolute steal indeed.
We were yet to get the necessary permissions for the next day's foray into the Nameri National Park. The range officer was not available when we entered the forest office on our way back from Bhalukpong. We were asked to come to the forest office after half an hour; no problem since it is just next to the Eco Camp and just 10 minutes walk from our place of stay.
Some pics of the Jia Bhoreli Wild Resort (still in beta I suppose) Main Portico cum Dining Hall
One of the huts (we took two such)
The security room and car parking
Bonfire
In winter darkness falls early in Assam. By 6pm myself and bil ventured out towards the forest office on foot. It was night already but not dark. The moon was giving such clear light, thanks to zero pollution atmosphere, that the torchlight was not required to be switched on. The Forest Officer had got stuck somewhere and would take more time to arrive. Mr. Pradip of the Eco Camp, such a nice gentleman he is, offered to get the permissions ready for us by early next morning. We made the payments to him and he reminded us to be present at the office next day at 6 am sharp. Since at that moment bil and me didn't have our women and the kid for company we decided to spend some time utilising some unmentionable resources of the Eco Camp paying some premium over the actual cost.
When we were back in our resort a very chilly wind was blowing and it became difficult to stay outside. The the Manager/lessee then ordered his people to arrange for a mini bonfire for us -- the fist ever in his resort according to him. We were thrilled. Some potatoes were brought from the kitchen sometime later to be roasted in red charcoal produced from burnt firewood. Dinner was ready by 9 pm but the could not procure the Mahseer. Fried fish having local name 'Nekura' was provided which tasted like the ones caught in Dal Lake, Srinagar. After dinner we retired early to bed because we had to get ready early. The huts didn't have geysers but we were promised adequate supply on buckets as early in the morning as we wished.
I got up early in the morning, in time to catch the glimpse of sunrise in the eastern horizon. I could capture a few shots just before the real thing happened when the urgent call of nature forced me to abandon everything.
My wifey took the snaps of the real thing. I could watch the sunrise only from the point when the glorious ball was out in full.
