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Hogenakkal in Tamil Nadu bordering Karnataka is a place where rocks and water interplay to produce a unique symphony of nature.  Water keeps gushing from all around into a lake in which coracles (small round rafts) carrying tourists dance blissfully to the rhythms of the nature’s symphony.  

I visited the place the other day with a group of students.  It was an awesome experience.  The rocks that tower all around you like a mammoth fortress look like a phenomenal sculpture.  Water has created its own unique artwork in those carbonatite rocks.  One can spend hours admiring the beauty of those rocks.  You can admire the waterfalls all around if you prefer.  The place is also described as the Niagara Falls of India because of the number of waterfalls that straddle the rocks. 

I love water.  In fact, it’s quite a love affair that I share with water.  Water embraces you totally.  It engulfs you.  It swallows you.  But love affairs are private and I didn’t jump into the waters of Hogenakkal precisely for that reason.  Moreover, I was put off quite much by the waste thrown by tourists into the water in certain places.  With a little effort from the government’s side, the place can be converted into a mesmerising tourist spot. 

Hogenekkal is a rare work of nature’s art.  Rocks and water create a distinctive magic there.

Some pictures from the place: 

Getting ready for the coracle ride
Let's go.
 
Get, Set, Go
 Rocks and Water

Rocks tell stories
Did the carving hurt you, Rock?
Even the coracle man knows when to stop rowing
Carve me too, Waters
Not rocks only
Wow!
Did you notice that little white spot against the greenery?
Have a splash before we wind off

Comments

  1. yatrasblogNovember 23, 2017 at 10:06 PM

    Beautiful pics

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  2. Shrinidhi HandeNovember 24, 2017 at 7:16 AM

    very scenic place it is...

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  3. Jyotirmoy SarkarNovember 24, 2017 at 8:20 AM

    Wow !!! the place is just amazing,the big rocks and their designs are awesome....the beauty of nature.
    As much as the place is beautiful so your description is.
    Wish i could visit this place.

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalNovember 24, 2017 at 9:02 AM

      The place is fantastic. So much so I forgot to click snaps of the waterfall. I was so engrossed.

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  4. जितेन्द्र माथुरNovember 24, 2017 at 8:48 AM

    Thanks for enlightening Sir. How to reach there ?

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalNovember 24, 2017 at 9:05 AM

      From Salem in Tamil Nadu it's about 100 km. You can go from Bangalore too. But you may have to rely on private vehicle as there is no good public transport system there.

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  5. rupam sarmaNovember 24, 2017 at 9:57 AM

    Amazing place. Loved the post n pics.Thanks for sharing.

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  6. CifarNovember 24, 2017 at 1:02 PM

    beautiful pics

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  7. Ravish ManiNovember 24, 2017 at 9:55 PM

    Beautiful clicks. :)

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