Blue Mountains

This past week I have spent over 24hrs in airports. That is far more time than I ever wish to. Fortunately those 24hrs were spread over the course of 4 days and took us to the fabulous ‘blue mountains’ – Neel giri s.We planned to surprise my mother on her 65th birthday with a family celebration in the beautiful Nilgiris. It was quite late when we reached the tea estate and we were greeted by a black bear. He had just crossed the road and was caught in our headlights trying to wedge himself between the tea bushes. He’d probably eaten too many ants and honey because the poor bugger couldn’t fit through the bushes. Fortunately for him he was able to extricate  himself and he ran down the road we’d just travelled, looking thoroughly embarrassed like he’d been caught with his pants down or worse with his pants down and his hand in the honey pot.

Over the next few days, more wildlife greeted us. We saw a family of bison with a young calf, a noisy woodpecker, a Malabar squirrel and countless birds whose names I wish I knew. Indians would be different people if we just had better weather. A cooler climate makes all the difference to ones approach to life. That, and no traffic or pollution. If it weren’t for the fact that we had left Abroozi behind in Vizag, I would have loved to stay the whole summer up here in the mountains.

Bison

Bison

I was insanely jealous of my aunt’s vegetable patch, which to her was well below par as the bears and bison have been having their way the fencing. Beetroots, carrots cauliflowers, zucchinis, radishes, tomatoes and red cabbage abound all year round. Everything is so luscious here and bursting with life. Someday maybe we’ll have a patch like this too.

Garden patch

Garden patch

Red cabbage

Red cabbage

Cauliflower

Cauliflower

Kholrabi

Kholrabi

Avacados

Avacados

Jackfruit

Jackfruit

Guava

Guava

Perhaps my favourite thing about this old bungalow is the wood burning cast iron stove – the name Modern Mistress branded across it. A classic feature of these old tea estate bungalows from the 1960s.

Modern Mistress Cast Iron wood burning stove

Modern Mistress Cast Iron wood burning stove

Modern Mistress

Modern Mistress

And though we were missing our little Abroozi, we had this little fella for company.

Milo

Milo

This was one of those much needed weekend refreshers with family in a beautiful location. Walks in the early morning and evening rain, team Scrabble and dumb charade tournaments followed by sumptuous meals.Everything is full of life in the hills.

Rose

Rose in bloom

Now it’s back to the hot and sticky real world.

(All photos by the DH)

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6 Responses to Blue Mountains

  1. Aditi says:

    Wow!!! Beautiful and refreshing!! 🙂

  2. Shyla says:

    Gayu, I too have veg garden envy- they look so lush and tasty.

    • They don’t even plant during any particular growing seasons – everything grows all the time, all year round. I’ve brought home red cabbage, zucchini and kolrabi this time – delicious. We had the beetroot while we were there. Even the eggs taste better up in the mountains….I think the summer is getting to me.

  3. ashreyamom says:

    refreshing pictures.. now i feel like taking a break.. 🙂

  4. tara says:

    wowww! sounds brilliant up there! 🙂
    yum the pictures of those fruits n veg are making me drool.
    hey if you’re really keen on finding out the names of those birds you mentioned i think i might be able to give you a few names..ive become an avid birdwatcher and am into all this stuff..

    • Sadly we didn’t take any close up pictures of the birds… but we heard a lot of them! We did take a few in Dec2011 at Dindigul so maybe i’ll post that and you can help me out with the names

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