Steven Raucher's World Tour
2001-02-07 in Ohm Beach, India
The Road to the coast, Om Beach, Jogg Falls
After the dirt and mozzies in Hampi we resigned ourselves to the fact that we were suffering from beach withdrawal, we headed west to the paradise of Om Beach!
Despite the earlier hiccups of leaving Hampi we made it to Om Beach for sunset (see picture of a beach. Gee, I am not sure if this is the right beach but it sure looks good!). Along the way we passed some chilli pickers and mountains of their crop (see picture).
Om Beach is a fantastic double-crescent shaped beach, hence the name "Om", this is the backwards "3" shaped hindi symbol. The only fallbacks to such a place are the number of tourists and the amenitie, which could make a billygoat blush. My favourite memory of Om Beach is at the Namaste Cafe (where most people with any sense of hygiene stay), we had just walked past the open-air kitchen and had witnessed the heinous murder of an innocent chicken; when the owner's doberman walked up to our table with a beautiful set of chicken legs clutched in his jaw. We managed to catch up with some of the folks we had met along the way and have a couple of laughs ,but it was time to get serious about siteseeing; more and more I began to crave being "on the road". So, it was off to Jogg Falls to see the tallest waterfalls in India (253 metres high!).
The way to Jogg Falls is a beautiful drive through both mountains and jungle (see picture of fully loaded bike on jungly-mountain pass). Jogg Falls is desparately lacking in accomodation (especially when two tour buses of Indian tourists have just arrived! - these pose other problems too - too many to list). the walk down the cliff is 4 kms (half an hour down and and hour up) it is very rewarding, but sadly no matter how close you get to the falls you never find the end of the rainbow! (see picture). Perhaps my luck would get better the next day... (ainshallahhhhh!)
 The Beach - cliffside |
 Some like it hot - too much chilli |
 the beemer looking tired after a hike up the mountain |
 253 metres to the bottom and still no pot of gold! |
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