Sunday, March 1, 2026

Day 2 – February 28, 2026 - From Mangalore to Udupi – Temples, Tides & Timeless Shores



The morning began not with birdsong, but with the persistent honking of highway vehicles outside our motel in Mangalore. Travel mornings are rarely poetic—but they carry a certain thrill. After a quick walk to a nearby tea stall to fuel myself with a strong cup of chai, I was ready to begin the coastal drive toward Udupi.

My pre-booked self-drive car had arrived right on time, waiting to spin its wheels for the week ahead. The complimentary breakfast at the motel was underwhelming—but that’s often the trade-off with highway stays. With maps set and excitement high, we drove toward our first stop: Kapu Beach.

Sun, Sand & A Missed Lighthouse


The coastal heat hit us hard—humid and intense heat, even more unforgiving than Chennai. On the way, we paused for fresh tender coconut from a roadside vendor. It was sweet, cooling, and tasted as authentic as the land itself.


Kapu Beach, with its white sands and iconic old lighthouse, stood majestic against the endless Arabian Sea. Unfortunately, the lighthouse opens only between 5:00 PM and 6:30 PM, and we had arrived too early to climb it. Still, the view of the sea crashing against the rocks was powerful—a reminder of nature’s timeless rhythm.

A Return to Childhood – Udupi Krishna Mutt

From the beach, we drove to the sacred Udupi Sri Krishna Matha. The last time I visited this temple, I was just seven years old. My only memory from that trip was the grand temple chariot—and seeing it again, unchanged from the old photograph we still have, felt surreal.

We sought the blessings of Lord Krishna and then experienced something truly humbling—lunch at the temple’s Anna Seva.

Thousands of devotees are served free meals here daily. In a single batch, nearly 2,000 people are seated and served efficiently. Within just 10 minutes of finishing, the entire hall is cleaned and prepped for the next group. Many devotees choose to eat on the floor as part of tradition and prayer—highlighting the impeccable cleanliness maintained in the premises. It was discipline, devotion, and community in perfect harmony.

A Homestay & A Coastal Surprise


Post darshan and a fulfilling meal, we checked into Prarthana Heritage , a traditional-style homestay that instantly felt warm and welcoming. After refreshing ourselves, we headed to Malpe Beach, one of the most beautiful beaches along the coast.


However, due to high tides and strong winds, boat services to St. Mary's Island were suspended. Just as disappointment began creeping in, we discovered another boating point about a kilometer away—still operational!


At ₹350 per adult, we secured our tickets and waited about 30 minutes before boarding a large vessel capable of carrying around 160 passengers. The ride was thrilling, the sea slightly rough—but the anticipation made it worthwhile.

As we reached St. Mary’s Island, the sunset painted the Arabian Sea in golden hues. The basalt rock formations stood silently against the glowing sky—a breathtaking sight.


The Return – Not for the Faint-Hearted

Returning, however, was an adventure of its own. Since the waters near the island are shallow, large boats anchor away from the shore. A smaller feeder boat shuttles passengers between the island and the main vessel. With rough seas and delays, the wait in the middle of the waters made several passengers seasick

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It was chaotic, slightly nerve-wracking—but undeniably memorable.


We finally made it back to Malpe shore around 7.20 PM. The beach was quieter now, almost deserted. We spent a few peaceful moments listening to the waves before heading back for a light dinner.

As I lay down that night, I couldn’t help but smile.

From childhood memories at Krishna Mutt to a dramatic sunset at St. Mary’s Island, Day 2 was a blend of devotion, heat, tides, and beautiful surprises.

And the Konkan coast was just getting started.


Friday, February 27, 2026

Day 1 – February 27, 2026 - Konkan Calling – A Coastal Escape from Mangalore to Gokarna

Just like every other year, the first week of March is sacred—vacation mode ON. But this time, instead of the Himalayas or the north east hills , it’s the rhythmic waves of the Konkan Coast calling us—from Mangalore to Gokarna, an 8-day coastal experience waiting to unfold.
Our journey began at 4:30 PM from home in Chennai. Though the airport is just 25 minutes away, we chose to leave early—avoiding peak traffic and ensuring a relaxed security clearance. After all, vacations should never begin with chaos.

A Lounge Lesson & A Small Sacrifice

Unlike last year’s smooth lounge experience, this time things were slightly different. At the T4 Terminal, my wife’s card worked perfectly, but my Tata Neo card didn’t. The staff mentioned it wasn’t mapped to that terminal, and access was denied.

Without a second thought, my wife handed over her lounge access so I could have my early dinner. A small gesture, but one that meant a lot—sometimes travel memories begin even before the flight takes off.

The airport felt unusually deserted. Perhaps it was the odd travel season, or maybe the newly opened terminal still hasn’t found its usual crowd. Either way, the quiet atmosphere added a certain calmness to our departure.

A Perfect Takeoff
Our aircraft was a kutti ATR flight, compact yet efficient. I must say—the departure and arrival were absolutely on time. There’s something reassuring about punctual flights; they set the tone for the journey ahead.
A 500-Rupee Shock & A Beautiful Walk

Upon landing in Mangalore, we attempted to book a taxi to our pre-booked hotel. The distance? Just 1.5 km
The fare? ₹500.. Watt the.. 
Both of us looked at each other in disbelief. And that’s when we made a spontaneous decision—to walk.

Usually, I’m the one advocating long walks. But this time, it was my wife who suggested it. And I must admit—it was the best decision of the evening.
The coastal breeze, the unfamiliar streets, the mild humidity, and the feeling of stepping into a new land—it all felt refreshing. Sometimes, the most unexpected choices become the most memorable ones.

We finally reached the hotel, checked in, and settled down for the night.
As I lay in bed, excitement bubbled within me. Tomorrow, the Konkan sun would rise on a brand-new chapter—waves, temples, coastal roads, traditional food aromas, and endless horizons awaited us.

And just like that, Day 1 ended—not with grandeur, but with gratitude and anticipation.

Monday, March 10, 2025

Day 7, Mar 6, 2025 : From Pelling to Kalimpong – A Crowded Encounter


The overnight drizzle had left me eagerly waiting for the morning skies to clear. With hopeful eyes, I rushed to the balcony at dawn, longing for a glimpse of Mt. Khangchendzonga. And there it was—soaring above the clouds, its snow-capped peaks bathed in golden sunlight, a sight so grand that it made me ponder how K2 remains unconquered to this day. Excitement took over, and I ran to the terrace to capture this moment, freezing it forever in my heart and camera.


A Traditional Farewell from Pelling

After a light breakfast and a steaming cup of local chai, we checked out of our cozy stay. Our kind host bid us farewell with a traditional Tilak, a symbolic blessing for a safe journey ahead. With a few parting pictures, we embarked on our last leg of the trip—Kalimpong.


Situated in the neighboring state of West Bengal, Kalimpong is a bustling yet cool hill station, roughly a three-hour drive from Pelling. The route, which once held picturesque landscapes, now told a different story.

The Vanishing Beauty of Teesta

We were supposed to stop at the Teesta River viewpoint, but what we saw was heartbreaking. Once a gushing river, Teesta now lay shallow and lifeless, its waters drained due to massive urbanization and tunneling projects.


Eight years ago, I stood at this very spot, mesmerized by the flourishing land, vibrant vegetable farms, and lively local shops. Today, in place of that lush paradise, all I could see was a concrete jungle, an unsettling reminder of how nature is being sacrificed in the name of development.

The Changing Landscape & The Final Ascent

As we descended from one valley and climbed up another, the warm sunshine gradually gave way to chilly mountain air. Passing through Jorethang, Sevoke, and Melli Bazaar, we finally arrived at Summit Lillium in Kalimpong around 3 PM.


A traditional silk scarf was draped around our necks in welcome, a beautiful gesture of warmth and hospitality. After checking in, we wasted no time and hopped into a shared local cab toward the Thursday "Sandhai" Market, which happens only on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays.

Being a Thursday, we couldn't resist the golden opportunity to savor authentic local dishes. The market was alive with colors, aromas, and a fusion of cultures—a perfect first glimpse into the soul of Kalimpong.