This December I made a trip to Lucknow with the sole
intention of accompanying my sister and Raka to Bharatpur and see the Keoladeo
Ghana National Park, (named after the Keoladeo (Shiva) temple within its
boundaries), once again. I had visited this most wonderful bird sanctuary long
back in the year 1997 or 98, post monsoons, and suspect that is when I got
infected by the ‘Birdwatching virus’. I had not seen anything like that before
– there were bird hatchlings everywhere – on the trees, on the bushes, on the
ground and even in the water. I could have easily touched some of them! And the
sound was unbelievable! We had a Sikh Rickshawpuller cum guide who was a most
colourful character and a great mimic of bird calls. I doubt though that the
birds heard anything above the din and cacophony of the hatchlings.
Now after almost 15 years the park looks, by and large, the
same though it faced some rough times in between, but the number of birds were
nowhere close to what I had seen the last time.
During 1726-1763 Maharaja
Surajmal of Bharatpur built the Ajan Dam at the confluence of two rivers, the
Gambhir and Banganga. Later during
1850-1899 a system of dykes and canals was developed and the place modified
into a duck shoot reserve. It was the hunting ground for the maharajas of Bharatpur
and the British viceroys they hosted. In one shoot alone in 1938, over 4273
birds were killed by Lord Linlithgow, the then Governor General of India! It
was made a National Park on 10th March 1982 and an Heritage site in
1985. The Maharaja retained shooting rights till 1972 even though the last
major shoot was in 1964.
20th Dec 2014
We landed in Bharatpur on this bright winter morning aboard
the Marudhar Express and checked into the Surya Vilaas Hotel where Raka’s
Medical College Batchmates were having their ‘Batchmeet’. We did not spend too
much time admiring the beautiful premises of this hotel built in the Rajasthani
style, instead, right after breakfast drove down to the park (3-4kms) along
with Raka’s friends. On entering the gate itself the first bird we saw was the
Indian Roller called ‘Neelkanth’ in Hindi and took it as a good omen for the
day ahead.
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Hotel premises |
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The Indian Roller,'Neelkanth', harbinger of good things |
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Yellow footed green pigeon. 'Hariyal', the state bird of Maharashtra |
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Awesome twosome! |
In our excitement we proceeded on foot. We took the services of a guide. Babulal turned out to be rather knowledgeable and I learnt that he had spent 15 years as a guide and was practically born there.
I had some great sightings at the very onset of the trek when I walked ahead of my chattering group. Following a bright and handsome Greater Coucal I got distracted by these little beauties.
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A lovely Bluethroat (non-breeding male), saw the female later |
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Blue headed canary flycatcher |
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Red-breasted flycatcher (female) |
Babulal caught up with me and showed a couple of Collared Scop's Owls cosying up in a tree nearby.
Interesting account of our trip,beautifully communicated.But to feel the actual thrill of
ReplyDeleteseeing suddenly a new bird at every corner one has to visit the park.
Very nice narration of meeting the winged residents again after so many years!!
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