At the top of Nandi hills

Sorry it took so long for me to get this post on the twin temple posted. My auto rickshaw driver got lost on the way home from Delhi so there was a slight detour ! So the Yoga Nandeeshwara is Lord Shivs final renunciation stage. The temple os not grand at all, just plain simple but worth the trip since it’s at the top of the hill ! Remember that the twin dates back to the 9th century and this one is supposedly older !(dating back to the Chola dynasti, longest ruling dynasti that ruled between 3 century BCE until 13th century CE)

we are on our way to the top of that hill ! but when I saw all these grapes I just had to get
out and get a picture. Don’t they look wonderful and so yummy?
Up up and up to about 1650 meters at the top. Different landscape with all these rock formations. So to the right in the picture is “tipu sultans drop”. It’s said that the sultan Tipu dropped his “not wanted” people from the top of the rocks.
ancient steps leading to the Yoga temple
leading all the way to the entrance
it holds a temple tank.
At the top overlooking the landscape
So this is the downside of India. You can always find a or many dumpsite,s of trash. The “funny” thing is that we where there on World environmental day and still many Indians just threw the trash all over the nature.

Have a nice day and enjoy whatever you are doing this summers day. I’m all into repair today. I’m not doing the repairs ! I’m just being around to see that everything is getting done. Usually days like this turns into a funny story after a while….only after a while. So I’ll be back a.s.a.p

Early 9th century temple ! Bhoga Nandishwara.

Today our rickshaw is heading for Chikkaballapura, just say that out loud a couple of times, makes you giggle doesn’t it? Chikkaballapura is about 60 km north of Bangalore and in the village of Nandi in the foothills we will find the Bhoga Nandishwara temple that dates back to the early 9th century. A hindu temple dedicated to Lord Shiva and a twin temple. The twin is up in the hills and is even older. Let’s start with this one and see what we think.

I walked inside the gates and saw this beautiful flame of the forest tree against the mountain in the back. Also spotted the first monkeys for the day. ( makaks)
An old wooden chariot with amazing carvings was the first thing that caught my eye. All signs around where in Kannada so no information on how old and what the purpose was.
Me in profile…
Before entering temples in India you must remove your shoes and here there’s a stall outside where you pay 2 rupees to leave them. Don’t try with a rs 10 coin because they will not accept it since it’s bad luck ! apparently.
Outside the entrance we found these enormous unused stone wheels for a temple chariot.
Maha mantapa, the main hall . The original construction for the temple was commissioned by Bana King Vidyadhara in 810 A.D
Yali pillars…the carvings at the temple is truly amazing.
the drain with a “yawning” sculpture ? hmmmm…..
Parvati shrine
amazingly carved windows
Pillars with intricate details. Also to the right you can see the temple chariot in a glass box.
Sculptures in soap stone and probably from the 13th century. Amazing work.
different carvings on all the pillars …..
An old pillar outside the entrance that looks more like a ladder…..

So I missed the part that I really wanted to see and that was the water tank. Kind of like a baoli- step well but not. Never found the entrance to it and since no signs and no information. Well, well, next time I will. This old temple in this small village and not a lot of people is really worth the trip out here. And once you are out here and you have seen this you might as well travel on really winding roads to the top of the hills and have a look at the twin – the Yoga Nandishwara temple. (and Tipu’s drop)

Hope you enjoyed the little ride and noticed all the grapes growing and the cows with their sharp horns. You didn’t ? Then you have to have a peek now and then. Hope to see you.

Oh!, don’t forget to wash your feet ! It was a pretty long stroll in the temple .

The smiling flower lady-the happy “mallaah” maker.

I met this happy mallaah maker just outside one of the many temples around. She looked so happy sitting there on the ground making the necklaces out of flowers. Her friend was sitting right next to her and they where chatting away. Of course I asked before shooting away but once I did this man came over and said ” what about me?” “Nope ladies only” I answered. He didn’t really get that I wasn’t interested in him. That happens when I’m out and about. Sometimes everybody wants their picture taken and sometimes it doesn’t matter if I take the time and show them what they look like. Then again sometimes I needs to stay in the moment. So the flower lady-ladies got all my attention that day.

A trio of ladies and a dog ! Modern and traditional.
Every day she’s out on the street making malaahs and selling them to the people that go into the temple for their praying ceremony – pooja, puja (hindi).
A needle and a thread is all you need and I guess some patience. Meditative work maybe .
While I was there they got some chai and even I was offered a cup but this time I kindly said no, thank you. But just look at that smile <:
There are some flowers that are divine and are the Hindu gods favourites . Red hibiscus, Parijata , Lotus, Marigold, Palash, Tulsi and Jasmine. I’ll try to explain which God prefers which one at another time if that’s ok with you. It needs a post of it’s own.

My little walks around the small “villages” feels like the most rewarding. I just wish that I knew the language so that I could communicate. Remember here they speak Kannada and I’m only familiar with Hindi and the two are so totally different with some few exceptions.

So hang in here and I’ll see if we can practise some words in Kannada. Malaah is the first one you get to learn. The h is silent !

So lets get back into our rickshaw and where we are going next? Let me think…..<:

Meeting some less privileged kids at a temple.

The other day I was visiting a temple when I met a big group of kids that where given milk, curd and some bread daily by an unknown NGO group. The kids spoke better english than I ever could imagine so it was really nice to get some pictures and let them have a look at how they turned out. Some too small to understand but it was still a nice moment and they giggled at themselves and asked me some questions. The young man from the NGO said that they try to teach them as much english as they can while they are in school. Unfortunately they have to quit at an early age to start earning some rupees instead.

Some where a little scared at first of the big camera and the strange woman, me.
On the other side of the wall is where the kids live
like this in sheds and tents .
Areas like this you can find all over the city. Once they start building on the plot they move on to the next one.

I still see the differences and I do reflect.

Daily.

A village filled with colours-Colours of India.

A morning ride along the road led me into this colourful little village. It was the temple that led me here but I didn’t even get a picture of it. Once I started getting pictures of the village itself I almost forgot about the temple. Then it turned out it was closed anyway. But I had a nice stroll in the tiny village in the early morning.

Walking into the village I never thought it would be colourful at all. I was just aiming for the colourful temple.
Yes, it was the green bucket that caught my attention . Also the electrical wiring that goes via the tree branch up into the palm tree and then ?..( starts between the pink and purple house )
Morning routines. Hair being braided for school and next door the wash is being done.
She was such a pretty girl.
Of course the village little snack shop was open.
Met this lovely lady who had dressed up to match the house, or maybe these where her favourite colours.
She didn’t think she was pretty enough for the picture ! I showed it to her and tried to explain that this is one of my favourite pictures and that she is really beautiful.

Visiting tiny villages out in the country side is something I really enjoy. Especially in the mornings ……before the heat sets in and the sun is too bright for any pictures. Hope you enjoyed the visit today <:

Hibiscuses through a looking glass – macro pictures.

I was looking at my friend Katrin Sorensson Persson’s beautiful macro pictures this morning and it was then I realized that I haven’t posted any here. I only posted some on my instagram account. So today it’s all about the hibiscus. A favourite of mine.

Thanks for the inspiration Katrin <: Have a look at her amazing pictures on instagram @katsor63

Botlappa Cave temple, Coorg.

About 4 kilometers up up up and then another 3-400 meters really steep you will find this cool temple. So worth all the sweat.

The rock formations are humongous when you stand beneath.
No sadhu around but a sign said ( I think since it was in Kannada) when they had the ceremonies up here.
Someone had been here right before us since the hibiscus was fresh.
This pile with terracotta I think was old ….I’m not sure but they looked old in an old way.

It’s a special feeling when you are high up in the tree tops and walking around in silence looking down into the greenery. Almost silence…all of a sudden a rickshaw comes along. But no rickshaw ride for us. We hiked all the way.

Hope you will join me on my next hike, next post. At the moment I’m not sure where I’m heading.

Botlappa Cave temple hike in Coorg.

From our homestay Silver Brook Estate we decided to do a short 4 kilometer hike up to Botlappa cave temple. Beautiful but hot walk up through the coffee plantations and the jungle. A narrow winding road for what we thought bikers but no no no……it was for jeeps, cars and rickshaws. Amazing to get a close look at how people live around here. We met kids walking home from school and women who had been grocery shopping. We also met the greenest snake ever. Turned out it was not dangerous at all. So cool to be hiking in the tree tops in all the greenery.

Coffee everywhere…
The views where amazing
Lots of cute houses in the slopes and in the greenery. Sometimes difficult to spot due to the jungle.
Giant brugmansias among all the coffee.
A dash of color in all the green

Our little hike turned out to be longer and hotter than expected but it was totally worth every drop of sweat. Don’t miss the next post where I’ll show some picture of the temple itself.

Good shoes and socks are essential when hiking but also water ! See ya’ soon.

Scotland of India, Coorg.

My hubby had his birthday last week so I decided to surprise him with a weekend trip to Coorg, the place called Scotland of India. We both like to walk, hiking, breathe fresh air and see new things so off we went in our car. Well, we didn’t drive. Our driver Ganga drove. When we asked about how long the car ride would be to get there everyone said around 5 hours but it actually took more than 6 due to the insane traffic in Bangalore. Took us 2 hours just to get out of Bangalore !

The drive up to Mandalpatti was an adventure. The last 30 min we jumped into a jeep and then we where shaken and stirred all the way up. Or as they say in Harry Potter-it’s going to ba a bumpy ride <:
Last part we walked up to the top.
It was a little hazy but still breathtaking views.
Beautiful hills.
Found some sort of orchid growing on the top.

Even though the ride up was a little rough at times it sure was worth it. Our jeep driver was really skilled. It wasn’t his first drive on the bumpy roads.

I’ll show more from Coorg but be prepared. We are using our legs on this trip. No rickshaw ride at all. Strap on your hiking boots and fill a bottle of water. We need to stay hydrated. Let me know when you are ready <:

Cheeky monkeys in Nandi hills.

We stopped for breakfast at a restaurant along the road close to Nandi hills and all of a sudden I saw something swinging in one of the mango trees. Yes it was monkeys. It was a family of small macaques.

I assure you that they are fast when they want something….like food from a table.
cheeky look, don’t you think?
The older ones where busy with grooming while the youngsters where playing around among the guests.

Sorry for no update over the weekend but I have been traveling and I had no access to internet. I promise I will tell you all about our “rickshaw” ride to the mountains and what we did up there. So hang in there or hang on to the back, your choice.

Did you know that up to 16 people can ride in a black rickshaw at once ?! Well, “in” the rickshaw also means hanging on outside in the back and on the sides. Incredible <: