Monday, October 25, 2010

Call of the Wild: Tiger-spotting at Tadoba

Bye bye, Fortuner comfort!

Call of the Wild: Tiger-spotting at Tadoba

The car's air-conditioner had kept us comfortable throughout the day, so what lay outside was completely unexpected. A temperature in excess of 40 degrees Celsius at 11.30 pm was certainly not something we had bargained for as we came out of the Fortuner! The next day was going to be even worse, what with us roaming about in an open Maruti Gypsy with the mercury soaring above 45 degrees Celsius. That, however, would be no deterrent, for we were in Chandrapur for a sight of the big cat in the Tadoba-Andhari Tiger Reserve.

Graceful, endangered and aloof...

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The tiger's masterful attitude and majestic stance had a magnetic pull for us. Now the urge to spot it in its natural habitat was too strong to resist. The shutter bug in me was already craving for the pictures that I could flaunt once back home. However, as subsequent developments proved it, getting them wasn't as easy as I had thought!

Deer, lots of deer, but no tiger

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The tiger reserve is spread over 625 square kilometres of land, making it the largest in Maharashtra. However, there are just about 45 tigers in that vast expanse, which works out to one tiger per 14 sq km. That made it all the more difficult to actually get to see one of them. There are three ranges in Tadoba-Andhari where tiger spotting is frequent and we decided to cover the maximum that we could over the period of two days at our disposal.

Park today, safari tomorrow!

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The first day was dedicated to the Mohorli and Kolsa ranges. The authorities allow not more than 27 vehicles to venture in for safari trips in both the ranges. So, we booked one Gypsy the night before and had it parked in a queue at the entrance, so that we got an assured entry. It's quite funny, nay, ridiculous, that you need to park your vehicle in a queue on the eve to ensure your entry the next morning.


The diverse wildlife at Tadoba


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Mohorli started offering us glimpses of the wildlife of Tadoba as soon as we entered the range. A sloth bear crossed our path and went deep into the jungle. Hold on. Did I say that the sloth bear crossed 'our' path? Well, sorry for that, because actually we were in its territory. Not just in the bear's, but in that of hundreds of its fauna brethren. The chirps and twitters our ears heard kept our eyes flitting from tree to tree for a glimpse of those birds. As we proceeded towards the interior of the Mohorli range, we had frequent sightings of animals like the sambhar, bison and monkeys. We scoured every waterhole where the possibility of the big cats coming to quench theirthirst was high, but with no success. The morning went past with the sighting of just pugmarks.

Day 1 and no tiger...

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After a four-hour-long safari, we returned to Chandrapur for lunch. The mercury had shot up to a temperature I had never experienced before. In desperate need of an air-conditioned restaurant, we skipped the small eateries around the forest area and headed for the town.

The famed (and mythical) Tadoba Lake

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Some much-needed nourishment and a power nap over, we hit the Kolsa range in the evening. This time, the drive through the forest took us to the Tadoba Lake. A myth has it that highly thirsty members of a baraat going through the forest stopped at that place. Someone asked the groom to dig a hole at that spot, rightly surmising that there was underground water. As the groom dug up the ground, he was treated to a fresh water spring, which later formed the lake. The myth apart, this lake was indeed a beautiful sight to behold. It takes care of water supply to the few settlements that still exist inside the forests of Tadoba-Andhari. Roaming through the jungle, we went from waterhole to waterhole in search of the tiger, but returned with nothing more than pictures of an innumerable variety of birds.

No tiger, just signs of its presence

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