Date: 18th May, 2016 to 30th May, 2016.
Place: Delhi- Jim Corbett – Nainital – Ranikhet — Kausauni- Almora- Delhi.
Day 2 and 3 : Jim Corbett
The sound of the horn is what woke me up from my exhausted sleep from yesterday’s Delhi Darshan. The horn signified to move on for better adventures, which was Jim Corbett. The road to Jim Corbett was just exceptional. We passed Noida, Ghaziabad and Hapur all three being scenically very beautiful.
On road the silent sound of heritage songs are what kept me entertained other than watching outside the window. Where everyone in the tempo traveller slept soundly except for the driver, I gave my eyes a wonderful treat of enlightening visions which passed by. After around 5 hours of tedious travelling we reached a small town named Ramnagar, where the wildlife sanctuary of Jim Corbett was located.
Our stay was at Kumaon regimental farm around 45 minutes before the actual city of Ramnagar. Among the beautiful tree gardens were located small cottages, looked after and maintained by the army regiments. After half an hour of rest we headed for an evening trip of Jim Corbett. Excited, we rented two gypsies which took us inside the jungle. Little did we know that it was a landscape of Jim Corbett sanctuary called Sitavani and we felt horrible that we were fooled by the gypsy drivers. Though it was the wrong forest it was pretty and the way the roads went through the river managed to give us a thrill. We also did see a giant and very beautiful hornbill, which is rarely spotted, even in the core area of Jim Corbett.
The first day being a little disappointed we tried our level best to see the core area of Jim Corbett. After talking to another man, this time confirming his authenticity we were able to acquire passes for a next morning trip. The next day, Day 3, we entered the core area of Jim Corbett through Durgadevi gate.
The roads twisted and turned and made us jump off our seats. The forest surprised us by its awestrucking beauty. After a roller coaster ride we stopped at a tower in front of which flowed a river. Inside the river we could see fishes, to our surprise not a single fish was moving, we thought they were all dead. To confirm our suspicion we threw a rock and were relieved that the fish reacted by making a move thinking the rock was something to eat. After spending about five to ten minutes we spotted two dears eating their breakfast. After one was finished he slowly found his was to the river to drink water.
After which we headed back for the entrance. On the way we saw a huge Tusker. They are usually alone because they are isolated by the group on accusations of being extremely mischievous. After having spent around 5 minutes we headed back to the gate from. After which we went to have breakfast to quiten the Tuskers jumping in our stomach.
From our experience of being cheated, there is an advice for all, if you decide to go to Jim Corbett anytime, please do internet booking months before you actually leave for the trip. Otherwise you have to suffer the consequences.
After trying very hard to acquire more visitations to the core area, we decided that nothing could be done to see Jim Corbett. So we left Jim Corbett a day early because we couldn’t bear the heat. On our way to Nainital we stopped at the house of Jim Corbett who was a hunter mainly killing man-eating tigers, for the safety of the villagers. An English man born in Nainital, helped the mankind and so in honour of him the forest was named after. He had built a beautiful European style house where he lived with his sister all his life. The tiger-killer never got married and died in Kenya, Africa.
After admiring his story and achievements we moved on to a cooler destination, Nainital. No sooner did we settled in our respective rooms, than the thunderstorms started followed by a heavy rain. And we ate a stomach full dinner and slept soundly in our doublecoated blankets.