Discovering Secrets of Nagas-
Nageswar Caves
It was a chilly morning when we went
out, People looking at us as usual; we had our breakfast in Semiliguda itself
and proceeded towards the Nageswar Caves near Nandapur.
The Journey was pleasant, with the
fields covered with yellow Niger flowers, distant Blue Mountains, blue sky and
pleasant wind blowing, you feel as if the nature is singing lullaby to you.
This day of course I had the camera
in my hand and we took all possible time by clicking the photos.
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| Partha on the Top Left , Roads to Nandapur on the right top corner , Niger Flower fields at the bottom |
It’s about 40kms from Semiliguda including
the twists and turns scenic roads via Nandapur.
We reached the footsteps of Naga
Caves around 10:30am and started the ascend . Naga Caves were about 4000ft
, where one can see the mystical caves and a plateau like surface above the
mountains . Exploring this was our main motive along with the view from 4k feet
above. The road was rocky but we expected to be better roads ahead, what
we got is more bad roads, there was literally no road. There was a grin when we
were riding up through these. We were enjoying the off road biking till it
started to get worse and it got even worse up ahead. We stopped at a point,
giving rest to our bullet, kissing it and taking pride in being a bullet owner.
Any other city bikes would have died a long ago in these hills but here we
are deciding to go on further. After the engines cooled off a
bit we started again, this time the road was even worse, we were driving on a
walkway made my walking over these hills where the stones were all drunk and
came down when the tires hit them. It was scary at a moment when my bike
started skidding, with the both the brakes applied, one leg on the ground and
the bike in first gear, it kept on skid till I got my leg on a solid rock,
though I was laughing but yes I was scared to not about me, but about my camera
and bike in case I lose balance and fall. There was visible tension in the face
of Partha when he saw me , it grew even bigger when I said my clutch wire seems
loose a little after .That was it , Suddenly the environment seemed pretty hot
for both of us , we decided to stop as moving further is like inviting more
danger .
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| Scenic and Dangerous - Road to Naga Caves |
Naga caves were more 5kms to go in the uphill , we could have
trekked the distance but we dint wanted to be late on our schedule too i.e. go
to Deomali a plan which can't be jeopardized with . So we agreed
mutually to return back. We took a shed nearby and found a Lil stream too to
quench our thirst. The road was never made of asphalt but was a Kachha Road and
thanks to the recent rains it was washed up to the core left with the bare
essential mountain road. We heard some weird sounds of the jungle,
a Raptor up high in the air and what we dint wanted is to run into a Bear. It
took both of us to turn each bike towards our decent. Though we both had
different techniques for our descent i.e. I kept my engines off, ND Partha
didn’t, we tip topped with the bike till the end of the Ghats. A video on how we rode down .
P.S doesn't try this until you are
riding a Jcb. Btw we plan to trek the caves the next time we both are in
Koraput.
Partha Spent 6yrs of his childhood
in a place nearby called Padua. We went in there to make him Nostalgic about
the place and relive his childhood memories. He showed me the place where he
lived, where he studied, played, hang out and even attend the social gathering
parties (an oil British bungalow now in almost ruins). Yes also saw the Yellow
billed Babbler (a bird endemic to the southern India only) which has such a
sweet voice.
Anyways were back from Nandapur soon. We reached Semiliguda around
2. We were actually late for deomali. Initially Partha had called his friends
to accompany us to the mountains but none came up. We waited for Siddu
(Partha’s younger brother) but he was late, waiting for him would have made us
more lately which we dint wanted.
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| Yellow Billed Babbler @top left , Scenery Surrounding the British Bungalow (Bottom) |
"After all it’s you and me buddy
-let's go." I said.


