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| The forest songstress - White Rumped Shama |
Came across the white rumped shama and indian pitta today and got a fleeting glance of a wire tailed drongo.
Perhaps someone who’s traveled from afar could put up at the rest house in the Sanctuary. For people who are picnicking – Kamat’s just short of the Sanctuary is a decent place for a snack – and kokum sherbet makes for a nice sip.
Captains Log; Star Date 04032007
Early morning 630 hrs its chilly and I am missing my Bomber Jacket. But it’s a short smooth ride from where I stay. This section of the highway between Panvel and Pen is a biker’s paradise with its smooth asphalt and twisties. I tell myself to slow down just when I hit the Karnala ghat section lest I miss the sanctuary in the excitement of the ride. I look hard on the left for a nondescript ticket booth and a board that proclaims the entrance to the sanctuary.
The air’s fresh and mixed with a cacophony of chirps. I start my climb up to the fort. I can hear a tree rustle somewhere on my right. Guess it’s a langoor. After about half an hour it starts to get steepy. Stop to catch my breath, drink some water and down a Mc’Donald’s burger. Soon I am using my hands to latch on to rocks, roots and trees to haul me up.
This is what really makes the climb worthwhile.
I am going to make it point to get back here in the middle of the monsoons. I am sure it’s going to be nothing short of magical.

