Last weekend, Aditya, Vengada, Ramesh and I made a trip to the Bheemeshwari fishing camp along the Cauvery river. The package was offered by the Jungle lodges resort, which is about 120 km from Bangalore (two hours away).
After a quick lunch, we were taken on a short coracle ride across the river and back. The river itself is only about 100 feet wide near the camp, but is about 60 feet deep and has some treacherous whirlpools! Soon after we finished the ride, I ventured into the water for a swim and started to wade around. Suddenly, a few of the local villagers started shouting something in Kannada that I didn’t understand. I first thought they meant that the water was deep, but it was only after a few minutes that I saw that they were pointing at the other end of the river. As I squinted to look in that direction, I could see two bulbs just above the surface of the water about fifty feet away. At that point, it ceased to matter what the word for a croc was in Kannada, I just scrambled to get out of the water as soon as I could. Fortunately, our friend (whom we nicknamed Doob Doob, after the Tinkle comic character) seemed quite happy just bobbing up and down at the other end of the river.
We walked further down the river, throwing flat bottomed stones like idyllic boy scouts. Aditya and Ramesh made six ripples each, with one of Ramesh's throws going almost across the river. The water was clear, the sand was soft, the pepples were round, and there were little crustacean sea shells by the sand.
Later that evening, we spent time by a campfire by the river and then playing scrabble in the tent as the night wore on. When we stepped outside the tent to fetch a wine bottle opener, we saw a few large deer gallop by our tent. The next day morning, we were woken by a monkey climbing up over the tent on its way up the tree. We quickly got ready and joined the trek organized up to the top of a nearby hill which offered a panoramic view of the river meandering around the camp.
On the way back from the trek, we drifted away from the pack to take the road less travelled up the river basin, cooling off at times with a dip in the water. We finally arrived at the elephant farm where Vengada and Ramesh took a majestic ride around the block on a large tusker. But as for me, I fell instantly in love with little Bheema, a naughty but friendly baby elephant that was running around, jostling with the mahouts.
I was wondering - have any of you been to Bheemeshwari? What has your experience been? If you are planning on making a trip, what are your plans?