It had been quite some time since
I wanted to go on a trek with my colleagues, but I never got the right group
apart from Neha. The long pause came to limelight when I started work on a new
project with a crazy bunch of people. As much I started liking to come to
office every day, I loved hanging out and spending most of my time with them.
This lead to the idea of pulling them out on a trek, which finally ended in a
treknic to Didupe & Ermai falls in Chikmagalur district organized by
Bangalore Trekking Club!
The plan was to meet at the usual
Shanthala Silk house in Majestic and leave around 9.45 PM. Metro helped us to
reach on time. Huge backpacks loaded with sleeping bag and jacket and my
favourite people – A long time plan was on action. 21 people were geared for
the enthusiastic weekend. We boarded our TT around 10.30 AM and the trek
officially began!
The usual BTC-style introduction
started. We had to enact our names and the rest of the crowd should guess it.
While this had become a routine for me since I’ve been enacting the same way in
all the prior treks, Sanjay and Ajay (my team mates) didn’t disappoint us and
Sanjay, as always, exceeded our expectations. While the laughter continued till
midnight, we took a break when the van stopped for a quick dinner.
March 23, Saturday:

The guide was waiting to receive his
guests and he took us to his house situated amidst the forest. Initially, it
started off as a plain stony path, but eventually, we crossed multiple streams
to reach the house. We didn’t bother to get our shoes since the slippery rocks
posed more challenges. Couldn’t ask for a better start of the trek.
After quickly refreshing, hot
steaming idlies waited for breakfast. The guide took us though the day’s
itinerary and we hopped out with our day packs. Hidden paths; Improper terrain;
Unknown destination; Slippery stones; Yet, I enjoyed every second, mainly
because of the people and the unexpected challenges that popped up as we
progressed. Leeches, of course added to the adventure!



We started our way back to the
homestay after completely getting drenched in the beauty of the falls and fancy
snacks made of jackfruit pappad and hot bajji was waiting for us. As the night
fell, it was time for some games. Mafia came to entertain us and of course, it
was fun as always with arguments and quarrel and the night ended with a lavish
dinner – special mention to the amazing kesari bath I’ve ever had in my life!
March 24, Sunday:
It was a cold morning and I woke
up to the view of misty mountains. Idiyappam with milk made of palm jaggery and
gravy filled our stomach for morning breakfast. While we waited for our coffee,
party time began with people dancing crazily for kuthu songs and not to forget
the eye-to-eye romantic dance performance by Sanjay and the doctor in the group!
We set out on our next adventure with
all the laughter to the mud games arena. None of us knew what was waiting for
us, apart from the fact that we were going to get ourselves dirty. We walked
across the lawns and meadows to reach our mud pond spot. Basically, it was the
season where the farmers will start sowing their seeds and the land was
hydrated and strengthened for a better harvest.
By the time, the entire team
reached the mud pond, Vikram and few exuberant people got into the water. It
wasn’t attractive at the first look, yet, the minute we stepped into water, the
cold waves brought goose bumps and we merged with the enthusiastic crowd. Beach
volleyball turned into a mud volley ball and it was fun watching people dive
into the dirt water to get hold of the ball.
While the pros got into the game so quickly, novice like me became a
spectator despite being part of the team. This didn’t last too long when people
voluntarily made us to get into the water and made us look ugly. It ended up in
a tit for tat game, people running around and chasing each other with hand full
of mud and beating each other.
Next, the stage was set for a
game of tug of war – the team was split into two. We used our complete force
and tried our best to place our legs firmly and eventually lied down completely
in the slippery mud as the pull from the other team increased. After a couple
of amateur games, we had a competition between the pro in the village and our
strong BTC people. As a spectator, we became the cheer girls for our team and
motivated, yet, you know what would have been the result? 😊
Cold buttermilk came to our rescue to quench our thirst. Then one group started
to play kabaddi and the rest of us played dodge ball. As always, crazy photo
sessions brought an end to our mud game time.
After refreshing, we took a jeep
ride to the place where our TT was waiting, which happened to be another
adventure. It was a roller coaster ride with crazy bumps and forceful water
streams across our way. The other group had also noticed a huge snake. Then we
went to our next mane – where our lunch was getting ready for us. We were
offered a variety of items – huge ladies finger sambhar, salad, rasam, payasam,
appalam and ended with the amazing sukku kaapi. Since we reached the place very
late, we missed the chance to go on a paddy field visit.


As the place started getting
darker, we returned our way to the home. Our next task was to prepare our own
dinner – the best part of the entire trip! Although I cook just for fun, I’ve
never made anything for a huge group. My chapattis had never been round and I
was sitting there kneading the dough! :D Vikram was the highlight in our group
– he managed most of the cooking himself – special mention to the yummy potato
subzi. We started back to Bangalore by 10PM.