Established around 1953, The Glendale Tea Estate is located right next to the scenic Coonoor in the Nilgiris. With the entire tea estate booked by us, we were free to roam around anywhere and enjoy the flavors of Glendale tea estate.
The train had a relaxed 30 minutes no hurry halt at Hillgrove for passengers to freshen themselves up. Monkeys had a gala time waiting for passengers to treat them. Atlast it was time for continuing with the descent. As the train Chugs and fires along, we decided to pack up for the day and go down to the road along a narrow but defined path with the railway employees.
When I went to this place a couple of years ago, it was on one of the passenger services and any hopes of capturing this train along with the name board was a distant dream. This time we walked all along from Kallar and just in time to get this very view which I have always wanted to take, the downhill MTP bound passenger descending to enter Hillgrove station for a relaxed halt.
A protective like rock formation after bridge no 42. Bridge No 42 had some drama in store for us. One of the gangmen had to run and escape from a wild elephant on his way here. We had to escort one of our gang along a wooded pathway next to bridge no 42 down to the road as he was suffering from cramps probably due to dehydration. The short trek below was not short of drama as we had to wait out an elephant hunting jackfruit. We wasted around 40 minutes here or should we say, survived.
Amidst old wooden sleeper based bridges on the NMR, we end up with a modern version of another of the numerous bridges along the route. The scenes around are too breathtaking from the middle of the bridge, but the vastness, wind and the height make you a bit wobbly forcing you to not stop and move on.
We settle down for lunch and here comes a surprise. A Breakdown special vanishes into thick green foliage while we continue on with our lunch.
Sikar bound MG Line Jaipur – Sikar Passenger waits on a cool winter evening. The sun descends the horizon and reminds the MG passenger of its last few days as an MG passenger. Seen here is 02089 Sikar bound passenger waiting for its counterpart 52084 bound to Jaipur at Chomun Samod.
One thing which our trip never lacked was water. There were loads of it as streams, falls or as natural mountain water channelized into pipes. One thing for sure. We were never dehydrated
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