Showing posts with label Conservation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Conservation. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 21, 2018

Diary 12: Purbasthali : The love for winged species and marshes



                                    Ox-bow lakes have always managed to occupy a large portion of our Geography syllabi way back in our school days. It’s true that the geography text books never quite induced the magic associated with them. And maybe that’s why when Purbasthali welcomes you with her extensive wetlands, you can’t help but be awestruck by the sheer volume of life that a marshy ecosystem sustains every moment. 

 

                                             
 A long, long time ago, the mighty river Ganges decided to change her course(during one of her whims, I suppose) while flowing through the plains of Bengal. At a place known as Chupi Chor(or Purbasthali) located in the heart of the Kalna Subdivisional town of Burdwan district, Ganga formed an ox bow lake and started flowing in an altered course. The rich fertile soil of that region coupled with the moribund waters of the holy Ganges developed a unique ecosystem that blooms with life every moment. And when life blooms in full swing, the winged species are quick to call it their homes. Some prefer to call it their own home, while for others it serves as a winter retreat from the icy cold climate of Siberia.




                                                Purbasthali plays host to a multitude of winged species, both migratory and residential, attracting them with its offerings of food, shelter and a promise of security from those who threaten their very existence. Once-upon-a-time-poachers-turned-into-conservationists have helped develop Purbasthali into one of the best birding destinations in West Bengal. Located at a distance of 160kms from Kolkata, Purbasthali is very well connected through a network of state and national highways. Its nearest railhead is Purbasthali station (PSAE) which lies on the Burdwan-Katwa line. Local transit option is limited to electric ‘Toto’s which are quite inexpensive and fun to ride.


The first view of the beautiful marshes can be best experienced from the lone watchtower adjoining the boating ‘ghat’. It offers 360 degrees of unobstructed field of vision and helps to create a broad map of the region in your mind. The boatmen start to arrive at the Ghats from early morning. All of these boats are hand propelled and the boatmen usually charge Rs.150/hour for a boat. The entire stretch of the ox bow lake can be covered in 5-6 hours.



                                          As the boat starts meandering through the lively moorlands, a Kingfisher suddenly shoots past you, breaks the water surface and comes up with a prized catch! You are most welcome to watch him have his breakfast perched on a tree branch. Sometimes they aren’t that lucky because if it’s a puffed fish, they have to wait for the air inside the fish to get released before they can actually gulp it down. Wonderful, isn’t it?


Now that you have seen the common blue Kingfisher, it’s time to feast your eyes on a large group of pheasant tailed ‘Jacana’s who are busy figuring out their day’s menu in the marshes. The pheasant tailed Jacana and the bronze winged Jacana are easy to spot in these marshes thanks to their striking plumage. They are mostly found in portions of South-East Asia.







If you can manage to turn away from them, a small Pratincole gets ready to grab your attention. They are common in parts of Burma, Cambodia, Thailand and are widely regarded as long distance migrants. Their unmistakable chubbiness coupled with bright sparkling eyes make them endearing to bird lovers and humans alike! But don’t let their cuteness deceive you even for a moment. They can take off and change their flying direction at the drop of a pin, just like Swallows.






As the boat continues its journey towards the Ganges, a Purple Heron waits patiently for a catch. This member of the heronry usually breeds in  Europe, Asia and Africa. Once it has located its prey, the majestic flight takes place, as if in slow motion.







The hand powered boats help to keep the silence of the marshes intact and allows people to get up close and personal with the feathered visitors. And if you get too close, the birds suddenly start their flight and leave behind long lasting ripples on the otherwise placid water. The most easily disturbed ones are the flocks of pochards who take off instantly.



   
If left undisturbed, they spend hours and hours, bobbing up and down with the small ripples in a particularly joyous and peaceful rhythm. Like this flock, right here.






Occasionally you will find flocks of Ibis flying overhead and searching for places to sit and brood over life's complexities. They are extremely picky about calling a stretch of marsh, their own. Against a deep blue sky, the Ibis spread their wings and inspire people to dream of conquering new heights.





The birds of Purbasthali are a unique blend of Nature's most colorful gifts. They come in various shapes,sizes and colours with unique calls that reverberate through the waterbody adding a whole new dimension to the melancholic marshes. The ambiance of the place manages to strike a chord deep down a birding enthusiast's heart.

The calm, stagnant waters teeming with millions of insects and bird feed help bring the winged creatures extremely close to us each year. And we as responsible human beings should keep our part of the deal by ensuring their safety and wholehearted existence on the marshes. Their happy cacophony should be the only form of reward that we can hope to receive in the years to come. And every time we decide to get lost in their calls, a new birdie breaks out of the protective egg shell of the mother bird and looks up to the sky with the dream of spreading her tiny wings and exploring the great beyond. Let's help her to realize that dream :)






P.S. This beautiful trip was completed as a part of 'The Adventouring Buzzards Club' Republic Day Ride held on the 26th of January, 2018. A special round of thanks goes out to my fellow buzzards Somok Sarkar and Santanu Das for accompanying me to the marshes and enjoying every bit of our birding trip :)

This picture was clicked with our boatman Jayanta da!





And here's to the bulls which keep us on the road and bring us back home safely :) Thank you Royal Enfield !






Tuesday, December 19, 2017

Diary 10 : Grand Canyon of West Bengal : Gangani


                        If you were to glimpse at the picture above , maybe even for a split second, you would have been transported thousands of kilometers away to the Grand Canyon of USA. And once there, you could wish to stay and marvel at one of nature's finest masterpieces ever created. Or else, you could come back to reality and witness a similar land form, closer home. For those returning back, Gangani, tucked away in the Garhbeta region of West Midnapore district of West Bengal, can happily satiate your wanderlust.





Once infamous for Maoist activities, the entire region has been off the tourists' map for the past decade. Lately most of their activities have ceased and slowly, it is on its way to becoming one of most preferred weekend destinations near Kolkata. Located approximately 180kms away from Kolkata, Gangani, till date remains one of West Bengal's best hidden jewels, just waiting there to be explored.

























































































































































































































































Winter is probably the best season to get lost in the canyons. And if you are lucky enough to get caught in a slight December(you can hope for a depression) drizzle, the greenery shrouding the red earth structures present a sight to behold. The earth is visible in different hues of red, which accentuate the presence of erosion. It feels as if you can travel way back in time and witness the erosion by a mighty river(Silabati), aided by the howling winds.



              
                       This beautiful canyon has stood the test of time. It finds place in one of the greatest epics : The Mahabharata. As the legend goes, this entire land was under the rule of a fierce monster named 'Bakasura'. ;Bheem', our protagonist had slain 'Bakasura' and freed the poor villagers from his evil clutches. Epics and history don't always go hand in hand. Sometimes there are conflicts about the origins of a particular place. For instance, once Siharuddin Bugrasah, the son of Samaduddin Firoj Shah, the erstwhile ruler of Bengal had occupied this area. Hence, this was named Bagri after him. 
                       
                       A regular tourist won't get into a conflict. Instead he would rather conclude that both 'Bakasura' and Siharuddin had fantastic tastes since they both occupied such a marvelous landscape and ruled over it!




                       If it's an overcast day, and her only grandchild has skipped school to stay with her and their two cows, you can hope to meet this old woman. She is as ancient as the land itself and she will be happy to enthrall you with tales of 'Bakasura' and 'Bheem'. Those stories might induce laughter and disbelief in us, encapsulated within our city walls.But if you decided to give a little time to the canyon growing on you, visualizing the battle scenes will be child's play.



                      
                       Here's her grandchild and that's his idea of bunking school. His favorite past time ? Weaving stories around the bends of the river interlaced with the steep gorge.



                       
                       The beauty of Gangani lies in it's ability to camouflage itself well with the surrounding hills and hillocks. In some angles, it feels as if the canyon goes on endlessly, merging with the horizon. The greenery complements the Red-Yellow soil combination of the canyon walls turning it into a delight for the eyes.




                      The whole landscape manages to evoke a sense of yearning deep inside one's mind. As you try hard to look back in time in your quest to trace the origin of such a magical place, you are left intrigued by the past. And all the forces of erosion and creation join hands to paint a picture of a long forgotten world. A world which you long to be a part of. A world where freedom had no boundaries. And today, you can't help but stand mesmerized by the sheer grandeur of the canyon, bathed in the kind of an afterglow, we used to trust, back in our childhood. 




P.S. Here's a tribute to my amazing team, without whose support, Gangani wouldn't have been ticked off from my bucket list.


L-R : Me, Somok Da, Santanu Da, Aritra and Nilabrata. (We appear tiny against the facade of 'Bakasura's Cave')

P.P.S We achieved quite a feat that day by covering 450 kms through rain, dirt, red soil and asphalt on our beloved motorcycles. Kudos to the men and their machines !