Skukuza Rest Camp
Skukuza Rest Camp
Day 5 : Knysna, Plettenberg Bay, Bloukran’s Bridge
We got up early in the morning and walked to the Knysna waterfront to find out about the places to explore.
Apparently what was a must-see were the Knysna Heads and the lagoon. The Heads comprise of two limestone cliffs that guard the entrance to the lagoon from the surging Indian ocean.
At the waterfront we found out that the Featherbed excursion tickets to the Western Head were for 340 pp for 45 mins, which didn’t seem worth, so we drove to the Eastern Head where we got spectacular views and pictures from the viewing points. The ocean seemed endless and the city formed a beautiful background
And from Up there it seemed as if the 2 heads were guarding the city from the daunting ocean.
Post the hike, after half an hours drive we finally reached- Bloukran’s Bridge: world’s highest commercial bungy bridge! I coaxed Anurag into bungy jumping with me because I was shit scared. Petrified, to be true! And ofcourse, I wanted to us to experience it together. It costed us ZAR 890 pp.
They briefed us about the whole thing, got us to sign the consent forms and made us wear the harness. They then took us through this small caged walkway underneath the Bloukran’s bridge which was made of a mesh, to reach the middle of the bridge from where we had to JUMP. You could look down and see the valley below! A sight I can only imagine because I didn’t have the courage to do that. Confession: I’m scared of heights. Had I set my eyes on the valley, I would have freaked out. I prayed to God, yearned to speak to my mom who was miles away. Seeked assurance from Anurag a hundred times. I was 3 rd in line. And as I type this my hands tremble.
They tied this Velcro around my legs. Secured it with ropes and finally took me to the edge. As I stood there, on the edge, I begged and pleaded with them that I wasn’t prepared. I was on verge of tears. I just couldn’t do it. I just froze. They told me I had no other choice, I had do it. But I was just too scared. They got me even more closer to the edge… I was thinking was it head first or was I supposed to jump flat. What the hell was I doing on the top of a bridge, in a foreign island? This was a very very bad idea ..they just counted till 3, gave me a gentle push… And said BUNGY!
I shut my eyes and just leapt off the bridge, with upper body first and I just let gravity take control. I had absolutely no choice. What I felt was a few seconds of weightlessness and as if my heart stopped beating for a while. For a moment the freefall made me feel that they had forgotten to tie my ankle supports to the bungy rope and I was going to go straight down. Midway down I opened my eyes and saw myself hanging in the middle of a beautiful but very deep valley. I gave Anurag a big thumbs up, he was watching me on the screen. I gave myself thumbs up.. For finally having been so stupid to have done this. After the exhilaration got over, I realized I was hanging upside down, and I started to feel that the Velcro and the ropes around my legs were starting give way, they were slipping, I was going to go down in the valley, it was slipping. I hoped someone would come rescue me ASAP. I was panicking a little, and looking down at the amazing site both at the same time. A few seconds into this confused state of mind and one of the Face Adernaline guys came to retrieve me. I breathed a sign of relief. I hadn’t been so happy to see someone as I was seeing this strange but angelic guy, in a long long time. They pulled me up, to the top. Anurag came running, and worriedly and excitedly asked me how it was? All I could say was: Awesome but petrifying!
It was Anurag’s turn after sometime, I knew he would ace it. He is daring as well as a darling. I’m a chicken. He leapt off the bridge with his eyes OPEN and started waving his hand as he got down.
He thoroughly enjoyed it. Not that I didn’t, but no jokes,I was petrified! Ask me if I would do it again: NO! Never again. Even if I had to, I would still do it with my eyes closed. Haha.
enjoyed breakfast at a cafe overlooking the Parvati river, went for a short trek to Chalal ,
strolled around the place, explored the flee market. What I enjoyed the most was our climb up on the top of a boulder and our short nap there,
surrounded by huge mountains, some of them snow capped and some of them lush green, full of looming pine trees and the ‘musical and mystical’ sound of the Parvati river churning and frothing, underneath the clear blue sky. That one hour was a complete bliss!
Various blogs had described it as an ‘easy’ trek, but for me it was far from being easy, trekking my way up challenged every single muscle, joint, ligament and tendon of my body.
Most of all was the mental challenge of not looking back or down in the valley but to keep going on, there were many others on the way who overtook us and whom we overtook and some who were on their way back, they reassured us that it would get easy as we went ahead and that it was ‘definitely’ worth the effort.
We crossed plenty of water falls, a few bridges, jumped over boulders, trekked our way up in the forests. And after all the complaining, muscle aches, haults, we finally reached Kheerganga at around 3.30pm!
Here, I must thank my better half for bearing with my constant complaints, my slow pace and my frequent requests for being photographed. I doubt, I could have done this without you, Anurag.
It was a breathtaking sight! We packed our bags and started our descent to Barshani around 8.30am, trekking down was more ‘painful’ than the ascent. At one point, I thought my knees were going to give way. My cruciate ligaments, ouch! But we kept going on, cheering each other and the fellow Trekkers on the way.
Starting Time, Place: 7.30pm, Mathura
Time taken to reach Agra :1.40hours
We reached the city which houses one of the seven wonders of the World, later in the evening and crashed in bed to feel fresh and rejuvenated in the morning to witness the splendour of the monument of love, Taj Mahal.
Our visit to ‘the’ monument started with a short horse carriage ride to the entrance leading to the Taj Mahal.
As we entered through the Royal Gate, what lay ahead was a sight of complete splendor.
After having captured the Taj Mahal from all angles and having posed in all ‘our’ customary poses, we made sure we had enough pictures to update on the blog. Having done all that, we just stood in the awe of the beauty of Taj Mahal.
Our next stop: Vrindavan
Highlight: Holi celebrations at Bihariji ka Mandir
2 Days Trip
Places to visit: Mathura, Agra and Vrindavan
Starting time :6.30am, Delhi
Time taken to Reach Mathura: 2.30 hours approx
First stop: Sri Dwarkadheesh Mandir,Mathura
Having heard a lot about the colourful Holi celebrations which start about 10 days before the D-day in Brijbhumi, we decided to experience the festivities, first hand. After performing a few Pooja rituals at the nearby Vishram Ghat, we pushed our way into the temple.
Yes, we literally ‘pushed’ our way through. The celebrations started around 10.30-11.00 am with devotional songs and dance. The priests then came armed with colours and gulal and threw them all over, creating a riot of colours.
Our next stop was Gokul, where Lord Krishen had spent his childhood.
After having heard the tales of his childhood wandering in the narrow street of Gokul and after having Rabri (an Indian sweet made with yogurt and flour) and lassi to our stomach and heart’s content, we then set out to witness Holi celebrations at Shri Krishna Janmbhoomi, Mathura.
The crowd was maddening at the Janambhoomi, with everyone singing and dancing. I don’t thing any cricket or football stadium can accommodate so many people as there were in that temple at that very moment. After much wait, the celebrations started and they created a fog of different colours atop of the temple. Then came the gopis and started playing Lathmar holi in which the females playfully beat men with sticks. It was a very different and wonderful experience.
Our next stop: Agra
Hightlight: Taj Mahal
So this blog has come into existence to do justice to my super talented Husband’s travel photography and excellent itieranary making skills. Travel and everything related to it, is his passion and there is never a dull moment with him around in any trip.
Oh! I forgot, this blog is not just about my wonderful husband but it’s rather about our travel discoveries and about our adventures and mis-adventures!
Welcome to our cozy place in this World Wide Web.
Let the adventures begin!