Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Tilak and Nandani - Ooty


Walking to the main road to catch a taxi who's late arriving.  This is the lane where we live.

This is Carolyn bitching that the taxi is 40 minutes late and why doesn't Gopal call and harrass the driver.

We arrive at the Ooty Lake, ready for a boat ride.  (Carolyn is now smiling.)
Everybody in these two boats knew each other, and they were having so much fun bumping their boats against each other.


Many improvements had taken place since we'd been there, apparently for the Ooty Flower Show.  We ate on this new deck.  It was really nice, right by the water.




Then on to the Botanical Garden, which we love.










The trees here are really wonderful.  So many varieties and so large and mature.  This may be the Monterey Cypress of all things.




This is a Monterey Cypress.





The sun was extremely hot that day, and this photo pretty much shows how we were feeling as we made our way back to the entrance.



On the way home, the driver pulled over at this view point.


We had a truly wonderful day.  We had been to the Botanical Garden and to the Boat House many times, but this time was particularly special.

6 comments:

Terrance Tiessen said...

I enjoyed your visit to Ooty. I attended school there (Breeks) during the 1950s and then (in 2007) I took my wife and my 3 sisters back (from Canada) to revisit Ooty and have a reunion with some fellow students from the old days. It was wonderful. Your pictures brought back many pleasant memories of that trip.

Terry

Carolyn said...

How nice of you! I'm sure the level of development in Ooty (if you can call it that) was disturbing to you. We live in Coonoor and really love it here. Nice of you to write.

Carolyn said...

How nice of you! I'm sure the level of development in Ooty (if you can call it that) was disturbing to you. We live in Coonoor and really love it here. Nice of you to write.

Terry said...

Yes, the growth of Ooty was actually a bit sad but still enough the same to trigger memories.

Before heading up to Ooty, we had spent a few days in Coonoor because we had all attended school there for a while. The campus of what was then Hebron School has now become an orphanage but the buildings were largely as we remembered them.

One of my favourite days in the Nilgiris was a trip out to Droog, during our time in Coonoor. Hiking our way up the hill through the tea plantations was possibly the experience that had changed least in 50 years. I expect that the tea bushes themselves had been there in my childhood. It was a marvelous day.

Despite the changes in Ooty, as well as in Secunderabad, AP, where we had spent our Christmas holidays, our entire return trip to India was just terrific.

In Coonoor, you certainly live in a beautiful environment. I envy you a bit.

Carolyn said...

We have a friend at Tantea who took us to Bakasuramalai, Droog. Although we were able to drive most of the way, we still climbed a long way up the hill. Gopal and I are in our sixties, so it was challenging but very satisfying, except that everything was socked in by fog! Couldn't see a thing at the top.

Terry said...

Too bad about the fog. We were there at the end of December and had a beautifully clear day. From the top, we could see all the way to the dam at the meeting point of three states.

It is a steep climb though, as you say. Two of my sisters are smokers and ran out of breath, so they didn't get all the way to the top.