On my list of absolute must dos in Andaman, is a drive
through the Jarawa reserve forest, and a visit to the Limestone Caves of
Baratang.
Bright and early on a misty morning! |
The 600 am convoy is
ready to leave
|
Traveler Pro Tip: The fifty km ride through the reserve forest takes
ninety min, and you cannot stop or halt along the way, so visit the washroom
before you set off, and carry whatever refreshments you may need!
At the end of the forest reserve, you reach Baratang, from
where a twenty min speedboat ride takes you to an elevated walkway through the
mangroves. A couple of hundred meters later, the walkway ends and you continue
along a sandy jungle path, which soon opens up into a vast open field, at the
far end of which is this most amazingly clean and beautiful village with a
clutch of huts. Squeaky clean courtyards host ducks and geese, cattle and
goats, a few dogs, and a lone mommy cat with her kittens!
The lovely village at the entrance to the Limestone
Caves
|
Just beyond the village lie the limestone caves, a surreal
world of stalagmites and stalactites, formed by centuries of water seeping
through the rocks above! Let your imagination run wild, and the caves show off
their beautiful sculptures – from crocodiles to lotus flowers, from human noses
to Hindu deities.
If the Jarawas haven’t got you already, the caves definitely
will!
Traveler Pro Tip: There are only four convoys through the day
from either side, spaced by three hours each, the first one at 600 am. You need
at least sixty min to reach the reserve gates from Port Blair, so plan to leave
by 445 am to make the first convoy. The road isn’t in great shape, so a few
extra minutes don’t harm.
Entrance to the limestone caves |
We
were returning back from the Baratang, when suddenly a truck came hurtling down
the slope in front of us, it’s front axle broken, and crashed into the ditch on
the side of the road, turning on its side in a huge cloud of dust. Our convoy
ground to a halt; we ran to check on the occupants. Suddenly we were joined by
a group of Jarawas, making Tarzan like cries -
one with a sickle in his hand, watching intently just a couple of feet
from the rest of us "civilized" folks!
The
two occupants of the truck were alright. The cops asked us to get back into the
vehicles, and we set off on our journey again.
A
close shave, indeed!
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