Mary's visit and
Our trip to Sawai Madhopur and Ranthambore National Park
Akshardham,
abode of the Swaminarayan faith
cow
dressed up for Dussera
Chattarpur
Temple Complex lit up for Dussera
after we take in some sights around Delhi and let Mary get over her jetlag we head for Sawai Madhopur where we have reservations at the Taj Sawai Madhopur, the Taj used to be a hunting lodge for one of the old Maharajahs of Jaipur. There is a picture on the wall of the lodge of Queen Elizabeth and her husband there in 1961 having shot two beautiful tigers. Old Witch. The main building of the lodge is sadly decorated with the heads of many beautiful animals. Thank goodness the only safaris now are camera safaris. Poachers are doing the damage now though. There are only 32 reported tigers in Ranthambore and the census takers have said that is overreported. We had arranged for 5 jeep safaris over 3 days. I ended up being ill and missing three of them. Of course a tiger was seen four times on one of the safaris that I missed.
The Taj Sawai Madhopur Hotel
main
building overlooking lawn
Mary
on the verandah
looking
over the lawn
main
gates
billiard
room
colorful
beetle
my
shoulder has a guest
looking
up into an ashok tree
monkeys
in back of the hotel
an enterprising camel driver brings his dressed up camel and cart to give rides to tourists, lucky camel, most are working hard
The first night we are there is Dussera and a local shopkeeper offered to take us to the festivities, on Dussera they reenact the epic battle between Rama and King Ravana. Rama is assisted by Hanuman and his monkey army and together they vanquish the evil Ravana and rescue Rama's wife Sita.
a
pickup truck full of Rajasthani women and children from a local village watch
the festivities and fireworks
we
were too far away to see the raging battle but the 2 story tall effigy of King
Ravan can be seen in the distance
when
Rama defeats him he explodes and burns
people
leaving the festivities
the next day we headed out on our first safari, hoping to see tigers but seeing many other animals instead and many signs of tigers
the
first gate that you pass through when approaching the park and then the main
gate
where
loads of monkeys greet and inadvertently entertain us
while we wait for 7am when the huge gates swing open
this
baby is so new he has only black fuzz still and no silver hair
behind
us the spectacular Ranthambore Fort
others
waiting for the park to open
Mary,
some English tourists and me in the jeep
the last arch we pass through before entering the park proper has been overgrown by a large banyan tree, Indians call the banyan the slow walking tree as it grows roots from it's branches that drop down and form new trees and slowly the tree walks on and covers more and more ground, eventually creating a huge interwoven stand of trees
stunning views await us as we enter the park, the lake was made by one of the former maharajahs of jaipur, all the wildlife was very calm, spooking only if they were too close. Our naturalist guide told us that they are not afraid unless you get out of the jeep.
magnificent
view of the lake, the fort behind and 3 large bucks grazing
family
of wild boar
a
resting sambar deer
sambar
deer and baby
we
saw many large herds of spotted deer
our
guide points out pugmarks or tiger tracks and we spend the three hour safari
trying to follow them and admire the views and wildlife along the way
a
truckful of laborers come in to work on the park's dirt roads
the doorway to the Oberoi hotel in Sawai
Madhopur
our hotel arranged for a group of Rajasthani musicians and dancers to perform one night
village
women going about their work
water
buffalo doing the same
Here are Mike's gorgeous photos of the tiger that they saw when I was sick in the hotel, I'm really disappointed that I didn't get to see him. He was a young male, huge but not yet fully grown apparently looking for his own territory. Tigers are solitary animals and grown males are only in company for mating and the females when they are with their cubs.
what
a beautiful animal, he was absolutely unconcerned about the jeeps, he looked and
went on his way
We headed home and Mike's mom was so happy that she saw the tiger, that was her prime motive for coming.
waiting
as our train, the Golden Temple Mail, comes in
new
friend Janet that we met at our hotel
on
the train
Mike
in his bunk
Mike
gets out to stretch his legs at a station, the lad to his right and his buddy
are hitching a ride between the cars
Back in Delhi we go out for dinner at the Spice Route, a Thai restaurant in the Imperial Hotel, Mary has a picture with the doorman