On Sunday Tulsi, Sanju’s cousin Ajit, and I went to a bird sanctuary near Mysore called Ranganathittu (rahn-ga-na-TEET-oo). Mostly, the photography is the story here, but I suppose this deserves a narrative.
We got something of a late start on the 3 hour drive, but this worked to our advantage. We arrived at about 3:30 to find that until 2:30 that day, the water had been too high to do the boat ride, basically the only thing to do at the sanctuary.
When we arrived, we went through a big gate and bought our tickets for entry and the boat ride. Because I was a foreigner, our “special” boat ride was Rs.500 instead of Rs.250, for the three of us. The “special” boat ride meant that, instead of being on a full boat, we’d have our own rower, and it would be just us on the boat. Our guide, Swami, rowed us around and pointed out the various birds. There were birds there that had migrated from Europe. There was some sort of heron, but it was too fast for my photographic skills. He answered our questions about the pretty sedated crocodiles, too. Crocodiles eat until they’re full, then they stop. When they’re full, they could be right next to a bunch of lame birds and they wouldn’t care. So these guys were just hanging in the sun.
Swami started rowing us around the standard half-hour “special” path, and when we asked if he could take us further, he said it’d be another Rs.500. We were fine with that, especially since the excess went to Swami, and we wound up getting about an hour out of the boat ride. We had dosas at their small restaurant before heading back to Bangalore.
Yeah, this is definitely the sort of trip that’s better told through photos. There wasn’t much history or learning at Ranganathittu. Just nature.
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