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Varavi Siddeshwara Temple and Waterfalls, Yekkeri

I was not sure what to expect when Ningappa suggested Varavi Siddeshwara Kolavi but I felt I would see something special. Shankrappa Megappa Kumbhar the pot-maker of Hooli agreed to accompany us. The drive was a short one- Hooli > Hoolikatti > Yekkeri -less than 10km. The last one kilometer was dusty dirt track. As we neared our destination the path was just wide enough for one four-wheeler flanked by Honge trees (Derris india, Pongamila pinnata), rock hill to our left and a stream on the right. The road ended where it met the stream, we left the car under the tree and went by foot.

The stream, at this time of year barely flows but there is enough water for cattle to take a midday dip. We were entering a gully between two rock hills, packed with trees, mainly Honge trees. We were greeted by a herd of cows, buffaloes, few boys and women.


Buffaloes are pretty sensitive and were alert at the sight of strangers, especially urbanites. The honge shade relieved us from the heat radiated by the blazing Sun.


Do watch the video.



A waterfall would dominate this place between June and December and we would have very less place to walk in this valley-stream bed.


That's the temple, right next to the falls. The temple is actually a narrow gap in the rocks. Walls with a gate were made to keep monkeys away from the temple. Surely they would relieve pilgrims of their pooja stuff like coconuts and bananas.


Lord Ganesha.


This little cave temple has three Shivalingas of which two are definitely ancient and the third one looks new to me. This one is enclosed in four walls.


Aum Namah Shivaya.


Its rare to see twin Basavannas.


Outside, we look at the way we came. It's a paradise!


Walking on the rock strewn stream bed demands effort.


Shankara climbs up a rock face and I follow him up. Ningappa is worried about me, kept warning me that the rocks could be slippery. There we are; bird's eye view of the valley.


And that's where water from the hills dives down. My mind is made up to visit again sometime August or September this year.


Ascending is easy but descending is dicey. With my two cameras, it was a circus, I had to squat down couple of times.


We approached a herd of sheep. As I was trying to get a shot the herdsman offered to show his best ram and sheep.


The one holding the ram is Sangappa Bhimappa Yergatti, the boy in white is his son, the man in all white is Sangappa's brother and boy in blue shirt is Sanpappa's nephew.


When I promised to send this picture, Sangappa said "please send the picture, we'll frame it and display it at home. We'll remember you..." It'll be a crime if I did not keep up with the promise.

One last look at Onge before we leave Yekkeri.


Varavi Siddeshwara Coordinates: 15°49'6"N 75°9'37"E

May first week I posted two copies of the picture, I hope they've reached Sangappa and his kin.

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Sogal

How does it feel to be visiting a place again after 25 years?

I had cherished memories of my visit to Sogal with my mom, brother, granny, cousins, uncles and aunts during my high school days. I liked the hilly terrain, the trees, the little stream playing it's way down the hill creating three waterfalls. I particularly remembered a rock shaped like a little chair. I could actually sit on it. I was hoping to see it.


Chetan and I decided to have breakfast and then... Half a dozen restaurants were open for the day. We checked out one and the owner, a young guy was stuck to chair busy watching TV not even willing to move at the sight of customers. Forget it. We moved over to Someswara Restaurant...


...you can see for yourself how busy the little place looks. We had uppit and tea.


This pestle and mortar caught our attention.


The short climb up, statues are plenty here, we were shooting them, these three ladies passed us. As I aimed my camera at them they pulled up their saree pallu to cover their heads.


Nandi flanked by Lord Shiva and Parvati.


That's a double statue of Lord Shiva overlooking the waterfall.


Everything's green...


At the top, I could see the changes, the place had changed so much and I did not like these changes. It's not just the concrete that put me off ...the place was one big mess ...plastic bags and clothes strewn all over.


I remember playing under this waterfall.


just like the boys in the water. Look carefully there are two right under the water.


Inside the Shri Somanatha Mukhya Devastana


it's a lovely ancient temple with a touch of modern insensitiveness ...vandalism in the name of development.


A hero stone with Halagannada inscription. Thank heavens, these guys did not think of painting this too.


With little effort one could probably read the inscription.



We climbed up the hill following the path. The place was unrecognizable. We saw few peacocks here. This is another ancient temple... you can guess what's going on in my mind by now.


The inside wall was covered by paintings of well known saints of North Karnataka, a few Hindu Gods and Bedara Kannappa.


We got bitten by few mosquitoes. We decided to head back down. I wished local people clean up this place and people visitors help maintain cleanliness. A far cry. I said hello to these two little twins in green and pink.


Just before I got back into the car I noticed this little fellow making a big show of reading and writing. He made my morning.


Bye Sogal.

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Detail: Sogal

Apsarakonda

15 minutes is all that took for us to decide the place and date. 5 of us which actually totaled to 8. We did not have a choice... Tavera was the only choice even though I do not like that vehicle. We assembled at our office and took off by 5-45AM.

Our first stop was over the bridge over river Bedti. Vivek was thrilled to see the river flowing through the forest. He went on a shooting spree. We told Chetan that we would leave him in the jungles and pick him up again after few years. He could live build a tree house on one of the little islands in the river. We talked lot of rubbish...


That's the first glimpse of the sea for the day. Here we come Arabian Sea!!

I guess from here Keerthi got busy with his mobile. He would either listen to music or read and compose messages.


Grass grabbed our attention. What a lovely shade of green! As we drove on the West Coast Road we got to see many shades of green... paddy fields in morning light.


We stopped at Kumta for breakfast and moved straight to Apsarakonda. Vehicle parking area is not very spacious, so we went uphill trying to locate the road leading behind the temple. The dirt road was in bad shape we turned back and went further up the hill. We saw a lovely peacock. Vivek ran towards it trying to get a shot but the bird was too quick for us. It took off and flew deeper into the woods. We reversed. back to square one.


No other tourists. Water was cool and clear. We suggested Chetan to hide among the bushes and signal us when Apsaras turned up...




Apasarakonda, we'll be back after we were done with exploring the caves and spending time on the beach. As we walked the way up the hill, we passed by few cows. Chetan remarked "Live Basavannas". Over dose of digital technology?

That's Cave #1.

Inside the floor was damp and slippery.


Cave with sea-view.


That's from Cave #2. I wanted to capture a drop falling midair. After 5 shots I gave up. I think Keerthi was busy speaking on his mobile...


We walked till the far end of the path. To my right; full length view of Kasarkod beach. And an island sitting on the horizon.


To the left; a little beach.


Four of us clicking away.


We are the travelers!


Actually we on roof top cave #3.


Chetan almost made us dive down a 12 foot vertical drop. We told him we prefer steps like these.


View from Cave #4.


Sea and beach was beckoning... we went down the hill. I love to see fresh water stream joining the sea. Warm stream water meets cool salt water. Baga beach is another place I've seen fresh water joining the sea. Veeresh, Chetan and I enjoyed playing in sea. Vivek got busy with his mobile. Keerthi who was watching us ws forced to join us. We had a good time tacking the waves. For Chetan this is the maiden visit to a sea.

Sea wind was pretty strong kicking up sand off the beach. My camera caught few grains of sand and the lens' cover failed to open completely.


We covered Veeresh in sand. In the background you can see Vivek and Keerthi busy with their mobile phones. This is the only place and the only time they both got! Scooping up sand was fun. I would dig and pass sand. Chetan would plaster it on Veersh. At times waves would wash away some of the sand... urging us to work faster.


I went for a short walk towards the rocks. Sand was in the air... almost like a sandstorm. I wish I could shoot it... but not without damaging the camera. I could not stand there for long... a series of sharp stings. My skin was burning; effect of sun and salt.


In the picture below, wet sand covered by dry sand blown over ...almost a nonstop mini sandstorm.


We got back into water for some more time. We were hungry and nothing to eat. We decided to get back up the hill... Back at Apsarakonda it was more like a public park at rush hour- kids, women and men. I did not care, just got into the water and washed off the salt and sand. By the time I was done a noisy gang shattered the peace. Veeresh and Chetan were busy under the falls. Veeresh was asking me to join... backache will get cured. I was done with cleaning up. I was hungry, just wanted to grab something from the assortment of eatables we had left back in the cab. I changed from shorts to trousers & a tee-shirt and went back up. Keerthi was totally hooked to his mobile phone.

Soon we were cruising the highway back towards Honnavar. Lunched at Hotel Navaratna. We drove of the highway towards Karikannamma temple, located atop a jungle covered mountain. We enjoyed the the 8km uphill & downhill drive. Back on the highway, we stopped at Mirjan. Vivek wanted a Sprite. Actually most if us were tired. We did not spend much time here. I met Enas, my guide during my last visit. Vivek's hunt for Sprite kept failing time and again. Our next stop Gokarn; the sun was way below the horizon by the time we set foot into Gokarn. Sprite got replaced with gadbad. We left Gokarn by 7-30, no stops, we reached Dharwad minutes before 10PM. A tiring day. My back and shoulders were hurting...sun-burn!

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