It was nearly a year and a half since we (Ashan, Amila, Hari and me) went on a bike tour covering Yatiyanthota-Seepoth and Parussella-Dedugala roads and saw many waterfalls. There were more than a dozen of them at the time making me think that the waterfalls headquarters were here. What’s more, there’s no need to go for treacherous hikes searching for these beauties as they’re more or less located either by the roadside or with a short hike.

So you’re blessed to go see more than a dozen of gorgeous falls within less than 12 hours that is something you won’t get anywhere else. So, having done it once didn’t stop me from getting back again. The intermittent rains made the thought more appealing and I managed to find Atha to accompany me after a numerous put-offs.

So on the 13^th December, we left Colombo around 6am, rather late for us, and headed towards Avissawella. Well, as the number of falls is so big, I’ll try to keep the story short and give you the directions. Otherwise, I’ll end up writing a mile-long report. I’ve managed to dig up a picture from Amazing Lanka website giving a list of falls along these roads. You’ll be amazed to see them in a cluster located so close to each other.

The list of falls on Yatiyanthota-Seepoth and Parussella-Dolosbage Roads. Pic Credits: Amazinglanka.com

At Mansala

Mediya Dola flowing next to Mansala

Creating a waterfall

Tour Highlights: 

1. Jayawindagama Falls, Jayawindagama.
2. Wee Oya Falls, Wee Oya Estate.
3. Malalpola Falls, Malalpola.
4. Kithul Ella, Malalpola.
5. Punugala aka Anda Dola Ella, Punugala.
6. Gorok Ella, Meenagala.
7. Olu Ella, Amanawala.
8. Katuwel Ella, Dombepola.
9. Parussella Falls, Parussella.
10. Punahela aka Suramba Ella, Warawala.
11. Rikili Ella, Bulathkohupitiya.
12. Nalagana Ella, Dedugala.
13. Rukmal Ella, Dedugala.
14. Diyangiri aka Diyawadana aka Diyawetena Ella, Upper Palampitiya.

Jayawindagama Falls

This is located about 4-5km from Yatiyanthota along Seepoth Road at a village name Jayawindagama. Most would say this is a seasonal cascade. We were lucky to see her due to heavy rains in the area over last couple of weeks. This is right by the road with a height of close to 40+ft. To your left is the Wee Oya Estate and you will be able to see the beautiful Wee Oya Falls in the distance amid the estate.

It’s a very interesting story how the Jayawindagama name came to the village. It was during the presidential election in 1982 when Mr. J. R. Jayawardhana won his second term and MR. R. Premadasa was the Prime Minister. According to a group of elders at the village, this is where they were when the results were released. So they celebrated their victory in this village and the name came about as a result. The village where the victory was celebrated = Jayawindagama.

Sun peering through the trees

Can you see the eagle? He was holding a prey but turned its back to us

Here’s the one

The top of her, not much water.

You can see the Wee Oya falls in the distance

Wee Oya Ella

There are two cascaded falling either side but the one on the right is the most prominent. You can see the one to the left sliding down the estate but when we went to get a closer look she was not a big one but a collection of tiny cascades. Passing Jayawindgama, there’s a left turn that takes you towards the Wee Oya Estate and their factory. We took the road but it’s motorable only up to a km or so. Thereafter the road is damaged at one place with a big drain in the middle and it’d be impossible for a car or even a van to cross it.

Having left our car, we decided to walk along the road which was parallel to the overflowing Wee Oya and after a few hundred meters we came to a bridge that was across the river. From there it’s another 300-400m to the falls and it’s a pleasurable walk. Having reached the base of the falls, we took a lot of pictures of this gorgeous lady. After about half hour, we decided to get back and go on with the rest of the falls.

From the distance

Zoomed in

Wee Oya

Cormorant

Color mixture is great

Little more to go

Lower part

Helpful locals

The bridge across Wee Oya

Gorgeous

Against a royal blue sky

Portrait

Crystals

Going back

Telling us about Jayawindagama

Malalpola Ella

The next in line was the Malalpola Ella that is not a documented one but one named by us in our first journey. She’s falling closer to Malalpola, hence the name, just by the road to your right. Despite the rains, the water levels were not so great. The villagers are using this as one of the bathing places. Well, after a few snaps, it was time to head further up the Seepoth Road looking for Kitul Ella.

Not much water

The top

Bathing point

Portrait

Kitul Ella

Just like the Malalpola Ella, she’s just by the road to your right with a bridge. Similarly, the water levels were not up to my expectations yet I jumped out of the vehicle and took a handful of pictures. From here if you look at the other side, you must be able to see the Gorok Falls in the far. As you go further up the road, you’ll come to Halgolla Tea Factory and passing that, you can get a closer look at her from the road itself.

Looking grand

Gorok Ella in the distance

Kitul Ella

The top

Sliding along

Full package

Punugala Ella aka Anda Dola Ella

Next was Punugala Ella also known as Anda Dola Ella as the water stream it originates is called Anda Dola. There’s a bridge and you can’t miss her. Nevertheless, only the bottom most part is visible to the casual eye. If you get down and looked uphill at the right edge of the bridge, you’ll see the middle part of her sliding through rocky boats. There’s a top most part too for that you will have to walk along the water stream or parallel that. We didn’t bother to do so but when you go past the bridge say another 100-200m along the road; you can see the upper most part from the road itself.

Lower most part

Closer

Mid section, behind these and above there’s another part

Closer

Under the bridge

Water pebbles

The map

Gorok Ella in the distance

Gorok Ella

We carried on towards Halgolla where the tea factory is located to the left of the road. Having stopped for a quick cup of plain tea we went up. About 100m from here you’ll come across to the turn off for Wewelthalawala (read more about it on the link I’ve given of our last visit) to your right. It must be noted that a visit to this place is worth every second and penny. However, I’d advise you keeping a whole day for that as it’s more of a relaxing journey and you shouldn’t rush through it.

Passing the factory, we drove for another 1km or so when we saw the Gorok Ella to our left but so much closer. You can get to the base of the falls and looking down; you’ll see a temple close to the base. This is the Meenagala Road but we didn’t wanna get to the base as the water levels were not overflowing. Not only that, we had many more falls to cover and the time was soon running out for us. Having taken many pictures we carried on towards what we thought the last and the best of the journey, Olu Ella. However, our thoughts proved to be wrong as we found yet another beauty close to Bombepola, before Olu Ella, on our way back.

Here she is

Portrait

Upper part

Lower part

Olu Ella

Going past Dombepola we reached Amanawala where Olu Ella is located with a historic wooden bridge at the 16^th km post. She’s the 6^th highest waterfall in SL according to the documented ones. However, by experience I know not to believe all these things as there are many more undocumented falls and measuring the height of waterfalls is something very tricky. This wooden bridge is believed to be the oldest in Sri Lanka currently in use and had been built during colonial era to transport tea.

Technically, the mighty Olu Ella has two prominent parts. The one you can see from the road is the top one with a couple of sub segments. I guess it’ll have to be a full to see all of them merged together. We spent time picturing these and experiencing the shuddering when vehicles drives along the bridge. One would feel the bridge would collapse at any second but so far it’s held against all odds.

One important thing to remember is that many people either don’t know or try to get to the bottom part of this gorgeous falls. We were lucky last time to have been directed by a local to the base of the bottom and by that experience I directed Atha. The lower part is the most beautiful as you can see an uninterrupted view of about 30ft high and as much wider section.

To reach this, walk about 50ft passing the bridge and then there’s a tiny footpath that goes downhill very steeply. This in fact leads to a house and going down this for about 100m, you’ll reach the house. Don’t forget to ask for the permission and there’s bound to be a dog or two as well. Having got our permission, we entered the footpath to the base which is very short, not even 100m. While going downhill you can see the beautiful flow of water to your left through the trees.

When we reached the base, I was lost for words. This was the star of the day with an amazing flow of water and we settled down to watch her dance along the rocks. You gotta be very careful not to slip trying to maneuver through the rocks. Don’t let your guard down at any moment as it can be fatal.

Having spent about 15mins with this beautiful lady, we decided to go explore the Dedugala Road but as we were coming towards Olu Ella, I vaguely saw another waterfall close to Dombepola and decided to go take a look before anything else.

Info	Right on cue

Still standing, so much history behind it

Lower part of the one above the bridge

Right at the top

Zoomed in

One of the many parts

The power plant is below

The lower part

Beautiful

Finally the whole package

Better than last time

Goes downhill

Through the trees

Side view

Portrait

Base	Atha appreciating the sheer beauty

Mountains

Big rock too

Katuwel Ella

Now don’t be alarmed. I know you must’ve panicked as soon as you heard the name coz you can’t have heard anything like this before. This is purely a named suggested by me as the path to the falls is full of thorny creepers. I guess you might remember Tony and I went on a journey downhill of Na Ella in Meemure and we named many falls depending on the situation and location. (Read more about that Na Ela Journey here.)

We saw the overspill of the Olu Ella coming back towards Dombepola. At Dombepola Junction, about 0.5-1km before Olu Ella, (nothing much save for a single shop and a bus stop) I got down and walked another 100m or so towards the Yatiyanthota keeping my eyes peeled for a falls to my right now. The Wee Oya was running parallel to the road. Well, my eyes didn’t deceive me and I saw a falls through the tree cover and decided it was worth a visit.

From the junction, there was a board saying Dombepola Kanishta Vidyalaya (Grama Sewaka Office and Olu Ella Inn too were located on the same road). We followed the slippery rock-paved path then crossed a bridge and reached the Pink Panther’s house. I know you’re going mad now wondering how on earth can Pink Panther’s house be; especially in a remote area like this. Well, it’s just a figure of speech coz the house was painted pink and I suddenly remembered Pink Panther, one of my favorite cartoons.

Next to the house is a tea patch. All you have to do is follow the tea patch to your left and you’ll soon reach a point (after a 100m or so) where you can hear the falls but can’t see due to a huge rocky boulder. Maneuver your way around this avoiding the thorny creepers I mentioned and you’ll be at the base of a falls with a height of close to 20ft. This really was a bonus and we savored the new found beauty. We got back on the road and headed back towards Parussella where the turn off towards Bulathkohupitiya is. However, about 400m from Dombepola junction, there’s the Dombepola Falls, another of named by us, but the view was obscured by a big tree and there was no way for a clear picture and we left her in peace. There’s an upper part of her too but we just carried on. If you’re going that way, she’s also worth a visit.

Closer to Parussella turn off, there was a road block. A tree that had been cut had fallen right across the road. Those who cut had been rather careless as it’d have been a fatal blow if it fell on either someone walking on the road or a vehicle. After about 15 mins, one fellow with an electric saw came running along the road saying that they didn’t think it’d be like that but things would’ve been different had it fallen on something or someone.

Power house

Here’s the spill

3 Mini Falls

The biggest of all

The path

Very slippery

The bridge across Wee Oya

Ferocious Wee Oya

Many twists and turns

Pink Panther’s House? The path is to the right and behind

Here’s the Katuwel Ella

The top

Base pool

Time to get going

Going back

Wee Oya goes on

Gosh!

Thankfully didn’t have to wait long

Parussella Falls

Getting back to the turn off, we took the Parussella-Panapitiya Road that meets up with the A21 at Warawala. Parussella Falls is somewhere between the two ends of the road to your right with a bridge. This too was named by us as there was nothing better to call her.

The falls with the green background

Not much water though

Base

Plunging

Frontal view

Suramba Ella aka Punahela Ella

Turning right along the A21 we met the 29^th km post and from here there’s a suspension bridge across Ritigaha Oya. This is called Punahela Kambi Palama. Just keep in mind that you can see the Suramba Falls from the main road clearly over a paddy field passing the 29^th km post but if you take the suspension bridge, you will be able to go closer to her.

That was exactly we did and water levels were healthy. There’s a renowned native doctor in this area as well and we met quite a lot of people going to and from his place. Crossing the bridge, turn to your left should you wanna get to the base. There’s a house and the path through a tea patch goes close to it. We reached the paddy field and heard some drums coming from the base of the falls and to our dismay, a group of people were hard at work.

We didn’t get to the base of the falls but took some nice shots closer to her. If you take the steps after the bridge that goes uphill through the rubber estate, you can reach the top of the falls but we had no time and got back to the road and went towards Bulathkohupitiya.

From the A21

Zooming in

Fully zoomed

Portrait

On the line

Punahela Suspension Bridge

Ritigaha Oya

Close up

The top most part

You get to the top of this but we simply didn’t have time

Solidly built

Abandoned

Rikili Ella aka Rikilla Ella

We reached Bulathkohupitiya and turned right to Dedugala. From here about 5km drive will bring you to another very tall waterfall. She’s called Rikili or Rikilla as the top of her falls resembles a forked branch. Something we used to make a weapon called catapult when we were kids in a smaller scale. This time the forked branch was clearly visible unlike other times.

She’s so tall and you’ll feel like a dwarf at the base. There is a footpath that leads to the base but from the road the view is superb so we didn’t bother to get there. So after a quick photo shoot we headed further up, this time in search of a dancing girl.

Tall as any

The Rikilla is very visible

Portrait

Branched top

The bottom

Nalagana Falls

About 8km from Bulathkohupitiya, you’ll see the sign to your right for Nalagana Falls. Walk along this (if it’s a bike or a high clearance vehicle, you may also drive) for a couple of hundred meters when you’ll come to a sharp right bend. From here the road is concreted but you’re not to go there. Instead go straight, the path should be visible. If you came by a vehicle, it’s time to leave it and start walking. The concrete road will lead to the Power Plant which has reduced the water levels of Nalagana considerably.

Walking straight passing the huge tunnel that carries to the power plant, we reached an abandoned and derelict structure that must’ve been used long ago by the plantation. From here it’s gotta be a careful trek to the falls. In fact, you wouldn’t see the full package from there, only the top part of her. If you climb to a rock, you might get a better view and that’s what we did.

Should you wanna get to the base of the falls, you’ll have to cross the stream (very dangerous) and walk in a half circle to get there. Unfortunately, the water stream was too strong for us to attempt it so we had to be content with what we saw. The time was running out and we hadn’t had any lunch which was typical but thanks to our heavy breakfast, we were quite all right.

We returned to the vehicle to find a family going to see the falls but we warned them either not to take or be extremely careful of a grandma with them. Then it was time to go further towards Dedugala and Upper Palampitiya.

Click image to enlarge

Hiding from us

We adhered to this

What you can see

The stream one has to cross

Downhill

Silky

Like a curtain

Or even like a skirt (Ashan has a story for that)

The giant pipelines that kill these innocent girls

Kalupahana Estate Falls

You’ll meet the Kalupahana Estate after about 9.5km and at the bridge or Bokkuwa (No. 10/3), you’ll see another falls. This we named as Kalupahana Estate Falls. What you see from the road is not much but we heard and saw through the branches that she has a bigger upper section. A hike uphill along a nearby rubber estate will do the trick but we didn’t try it.

At first glance, nothing much, but the bigger part is hidden towards the top

Sliding along

The portrait

Bottom

Rukmal Ella

This beautiful and roadside falls is about 11.5km from B’Kohupitiya. However there’s a misleading junction before this. You’ll see a well carpeted road to your left that goes uphill with a sign saying “Uduwa 10^th Mile Post Junction”. Unlike the current road (B67) we were in, this was carpeted beautifully and we took it.

Not even 1km elapsed when we came across kind of a road block. The carpet bit was over and there was a concrete continuation. Unfortunately and very stupidly, those who built the road had either forgotten or not cared to join these two sections. The concrete bit was over half feet higher with no slant in the road to get onto.

You practically have to jump to get to that. The tuk-tuks maneuvered using rocks kept along the edge but for a vehicle, especially a car or a van, this would be a killing ground. We nearly got our car wrecked trying to get over but decided it wasn’t worth it. So decided very forlornly to call it a day and return home.

This is when a tuk-tuk came from Uduwa and we just inquired where the Rukmal Falls is and to our delight he said that we had taken a wrong turn and had to continue along the same road further up. I was elated and we hurriedly drove on and reached the falls with a bridge and full of water. She’s a beauty and to add to it, there was a rainbow too across the base. We spent some time and then to the last of the goal, Diyangiri Ella, we set off merrily.

The wrong turn

You scratch my back and I’ll scratch yours

Click image to enlarge

Sensational

Rainbow was across, barely visible

The narrow base pool

Portrait of the rotund section

Rocky boat shaped downhill journey

The top

Closer

Cloudy

Diyangiri Ella

We came to know that she’s also known as Diyawadana Ella and Diyawetena Ella. I remembered the Diya Wetena Falls in Bogahakumbura off Keppetipola. I’ve heard that she’s also known as Devagiri Falls and nobody in the area knew about that name. We reached Ihala Palampitiya Junction (I’ve told you that many get confused over Palampitiya as the Lower one is on Seepoth Road whereas the Upper one is on Dolosbage Road.

Just remember the B67 (Bulathkohuptiya-Dedugala Road ends at the 12^th km post. At the 12^th km post the road turns to right and another 500m is the Dedugala Town. From the 12^th km post, the road that goes straight is called Dedugala-Dolosbage Road (B588). After 7km you’ll come to Upper Palampitiya.

We parked the vehicle and took the Gama Meda Road which is concreted in places. Walking along we saw a rescue operation being carried out by the villagers trying to free a Woodpecker. We spent a few minutes watching the show and met a local named Wimaladharma, but known as Chuti in the area. He volunteered to take us to the falls even though I could remember the path. We followed the road till we came to a transformer and then got to the footpath that ran through a tea patch to our right.

The path was so steep and Chuti claimed that on a clear evening, they could see up to Galle Face including twin towers, BOC and other taller buildings. We actually couldn’t believe it even though he didn’t look like saying things for the hell of it. We could see the falls to our right but we kept going downhill for about 300m before turning to our right near a house.

We walked across the tea estate and reached the base of the falls in no time while the sky was getting ready to pour, rather late for the day. The color changed from blue to opaque and then to steel grey. The water levels compared to last time were better but still not by much. The power plant is killing many falls in Kegalle district.

This one was taller too, I guess well over 100ft. This is when Chuti declared that she’s also called as Diyawadana and Diyawetena but he was clueless when we said Devagiri. After a long photo shoot, we started getting back and I remembered the last time Hariya didn’t come down to see this falls complaining he couldn’t climb down and up again. I guess he had pulled a muscle in his leg. Coming uphill, we looked back to see if Chuti was telling the truth, and gosh, we could see them in the horizon. The sun was going down and against that we could see the tall buildings in and around Galle Face clearly.

Well, this was something really fascinating and we were taken aback from what we saw. Unfortunately, the cameras weren’t smart enough to pick them out and we got back to the road after visiting Chuti’s house for a glass of water. He was a very friendly person and even refused when we offered him some money. Back on the road, we came across the woodpecker they were trying to free. Apparently a nylon thread had cut into its claws and the bird couldn’t fly properly as a result.

One of the boys had caught up with it at last and removed the thread but it was too shocked to fly away. We took the opportunity to take same macro shots of this beautiful bird with shining red feathers mixed with black giving it a royal look.

We were tired and it was going past 4.30pm. The day was a Waterfall Marathon indeed and we were both tired and elated at the same time. Funny business hunting waterfalls. We had some cake and bidding farewell to Chuti and the Woodpecker were on our way.

Rescue mission

Not easy to free the fella

At the horizon is Galle Face but Camera is not smart enough

Where you have to go

Falls through the trees

Trees covering

Full package

Upper half

Similar height lower half

Drips

Chuti with Atha

Top most

Bottom most

Framed

Forked at the top

Beautiful colors

Couldn’t resist

Pinky

Injured

Beautiful one

Look at the hair

Shining red feathers

Hope you’ll get better soon and fly away

The winding road made going slow and finally we reached Bulathkohupitiya and headed home from there via Karawanella.

Well folks, this is the end of yet another Tour de Waterfalls. It turned out to be a grand one after all. Even though I had done most of these before, the water levels were considerably higher compared to then.

Hoping you enjoyed my telling you all about it. I’ll probably see you some time later with another fairy tale. Until then, keep travelling and take care.

Poittu Waren!

Sri…

We started from Daskra at about 1:30pm after having the Lunch at home. The crew was 7 people. Before we started we checked the necessary items and carries which are required for the trip and completed the things as per the check list.

The Budget + Check List + Schedule

After completing the check list took some valuable time of us. As we were too late, we took 2 three wheelers to go Pilimathalawa. We reached there at around 2:15pm. We bought some required item from the town and waited for the Poththapitiya bus.

It took a long time to get a bus and we decided to got to the destination by three wheelers. (500/- per three wheeler). We reached the Poththapitiya town by 3.30pm

From this town, we travelled through the Tea factory road. As we were travelling for the first time we took the villagers’ help to find the exact path for allagalla.

Alagalla seen from Tea Factory

After walking 1km (approximately) from tea Factory, we reached the Tank located in the Estates. This is the last place to get water. We had a small rest and got refreshed top of the tank and did the Prayers.

The Tank – Resting Place

Then we walked through the tea estate route and took left road at the T junction which ended in the jungle which is around 500M from the T Junction.

Tea Estate

We entered in to the jungle with necessary leech protection and started the hiking mountain. This stage of the hike is little difficult as the slope is high. It’ll be difficult to pass this stage during rainy days.

We took some rest in frequently at several places.

Soo Tired

Face tells Everything

After passing the jungle we reached the area with ‘Maana’.

Through Mana Plot

Around 5:30 pm we reached the Lower end of the Mountain and had some rest

At lower end Rock

Then we walked through the ‘Mana’ to reach the top ( Potato rocks).

Some of our crew members climbed to the top and had the ultimate advanture experience they ever had in their life.

Climbing to the top

They achieved it

At their own risk

I do not recommend this area to climb the rock. the other side of the mountain can be reached through the alternative path through the jungle as per my observation.

this excersice consumed around 30 minutes and the time was 6 pm. As it was getting dark we planned to find a suitable place to camp in the night.So we got back to the lower part again and cleared some mana to fix out tent.

They achieved it

We camped here

Later, We realized the area we selected was wrong as wind hits directly to our tent location but we had no option. With the support of all we managed to fix the tent challenging the winds. it took more than 2 hours to complete this work.

At the same time two of my friends did preparation for BBQ. We brought a BBQ grill with us. We spent our time on this and had a little entertainment as well. Be cautious when you deal with fire on the top as you are surrounded by manaa bushes.

BBQ party

Sausages for the breakfast

it took more than 3 hours for this task as wind conditions were high at the top.At around 11.30 pm we got in to the tent for the sleep.

The next day morning we got up at 5.30am and did prayers on the rock. Sunrise was seen at 6am and took some photographs. We spent some time in the same place by viewing the surrounding areas. Ihala kotte railway station, Uthuwankanda can be seen clearly from this location.

Sun is behind me

Moon is on his hand

All are visible with Binoculars

Sunrise

Kadugannawa side

MAwanella – Uthuwan kanda side

Our Team

Sun rise – another view

Ihala kotte

Bottom part of the rock

Camp site viewed from top

Ala-galla – potato rock

After viewing the scenic beauty we had our breakfast around 8.00am and decided to get down from the rock. We packed up all the items and cleared the place. All wastes were packed up in to bag.

Ready to get down

We were able to reach the bottom around 9.00am and our next target was Dekinda falls which is located between Poththapitiya and Ihalakotte.

We asked for the direction from the villagers and walked through the road which is heading to ihalakotte from the Tea factory.

View from the Tea Estates

View from the Ihala kotte road

We travelled around 1 km to reach the Dekinda falls. We were able see the falls from the top only. Our team was too tired and we decided to end the trip at this point.

Dekinda falls (30m) top-bottom view

After viewing the falls we returned back to Poththapitiya town. From there we got into a Kandy bus which to go to Pilimathalawa. We got down from Pilimathalawa and took bus to Daulagala. by 12.30 we were able to reach our homes.

How many brand new pieces of clothes are screaming out for you from the corners of your closet asking them to be worn? Well it’s a well-known secret, ain’t it? We’ve all, well maybe not all but a majority of us, got this problem, rather the habit of buying new clothes, most of the time at exorbitant rates, and leaving them hidden waiting for that perfect occasion to wear them. Unfortunately for us, that day doesn’t seem to come anytime soon. Most of these clothes are being rotten down without even once worn. By the time we get around to them, if we ever do, they’re beyond usable conditions.

Ok, I know you are flabbergasted and starting to use the foul language on me. Don’t do so, just yet. It’s a true revelation, isn’t it? Now the million dollar question you are asking is “What the heck that has got to do with us hikers, nature lovers, environmentalists, etc.?” Fair enough. Your question carries weight and needs some serious but plausible explanation which I’m gonna give in the next few lines. Now breathe easy and get yourself comfortable, coz you gonna have to stay with me for a long time and you might as well get a mug of coffee too.

Well folks, we’ve been around this gem of an island, haven’t we? We all got these so-called dream journeys that are continuously being put off due various reasons, mainly the weather and time of the year.

“It’s raining these days so no point going now.”

“It’s all dried up and the trip will be hopelessly hot.”

“February is the best time to go there, so better wait till then.”

Above are typical things or excuses we give when thinking of doing our dream journey. We keep doing many others, still exciting and grand yet that particular trip is still planned but waiting eternally for the never-arriving-perfect-day. Very much like those expensive but unused clothes in our closets. That’s the connection I was getting at. Are you happy now? Well you might not entirely agree with me but that is the human nature so I will get on with my story, a journey that had been planned and dreamed for years but not done as I was waiting for the perfect time, very much like those clothes.

Mandaram Nuwara is a name that can send a shiver of excitement up my spine every time I come across it. It’s been very much like Meemure for me, treasured away, closely guarded for ages without doing anything about it. About one and half years ago, I went as close as 6km to this magical location with a bunch of Lakdasun members. So close yet so far. The recent terrible weather conditions made things nasty as I was just beginning my year-end holidays. Three consecutive days, there was no sign of rain except for the persistent clap clap on the roof made by pelting down rain; morning, noon and night at a stretch as if mocking me.

The December chill kept intensifying making getting out of bed an agony. I was ever so depressed, having all the time in the world yet with nothing to do. My mind was in turmoil making plans but being unable to put them into action. Sleep and sleep and sleep some more was the theme when out of nowhere, Hari, the good old buddy with whom I started my traveling life, called and suggested we go for a relaxing journey. Well I was doing just that at home but if it meant getting out seeing things, it didn’t matter what name he used. When he said ‘Mandaram Nuwara’ I was without words. “It’s raining cats and dogs so it’s not a good idea” was my first thought but as there was nothing else to do we stuck to it getting excited more and more. Of course Atha suggested we visit A’Pura & Pollonnaruwa, that were experiencing the worst floods in the last 3-4 decades, so that we could visit all that by boat, something you don’t get to do for years.

However it didn’t appeal to Hari and we made plans hastily for Mandaram Nuwara. There was very little information about this mysterious place and we had to make do with what little was available. Credit must go to Hariya for planning the whole thing and we deliberated long and hard how to get there in the first place. Not having anyone else, it had to be just the two of us. Going by bike had to be ditched at the eleventh hour due to the rains and earth slips. So finally we decided to take the road via Kandy by bus. Getting Hariya up was as easy as lifting an elephant out of a well in an abandoned paddy field. Finally I picked him close to 5am on the christmas day, while most of the country was still under the wraps trying to get some warmth from the partial wintry chill. We went to the bus stand in Pettah while the rain kept its pace. There was an A/C bus that left for Kandy at 5.30am.

Tour Highlights:

1. Gerandi Ella, Padiyapelella.
2. Mahakandura Ella, Manakola.
3. Waduwawela Bridge & Belihul Oya, Morapaya.
4. Hawari Oya Ella, Manakola.
5. Morapaya Ella, Morapaya.
6. Kirinda Ella aka Mukkara Ella, Manakola.
7. Metibembiya Ella, Metibembiya.
8. Elamulla Ella, Elamulla.
9. Kabaragala Mini Falls, Digalahinna.
10. Kabaragala Power Plant Falls, Digalahinna.
11. Kabaragala Ella, Digalahinna.

We caught up with the lost sleep and arrived in Kandy about 8.30am. There was no bus to Padiyapelella and we were informed that Walapane buses weren’t there due to earth slips. This wasn’t good news at all but we were committed. We went and had a tasteless breakfast from a nearby hotel and afterwards found a Padiyapelella bus coming. We hurried to it and managed to get seats. We left Kandy around 10am and the road was very frightening coz every now and then we saw some dangerous mud slides, at places all over the road and recently cleared away. Mahaweli River was like a very strong tea, dark brown and flowing fiercely dragging tons of debris with her. Victoria-Randenigala Reservoir was full and I was every bit excited, followed it to our left of the road.

The rain was with us all the time, on and off. Passing Hanguranketha (the paddy field where the gold was hidden) about 2km before Rikillagaskada, I saw through the rain swept window, Katugashinna Ella falls with a roar. She is considered to be a dead one due to the dam built on top of her diverting the water but the rains were so great she was in full force. This is a very rare sighting and I had to contain my urge to get down the bus. The road at Rikillagaskada town is still under construction. About 2km before the Padiyapelella town it is in terrible shape, still under construction but never ending rains haven’t helped the cause. However Padiyapelella-Mandaram Nuwara road is in good condition, fully carpeted but plenty of land slide threats. On our return we saw the road had almost caved in.

Gerandi Ella

Reaching Padiyapelella, I saw this huge waterfall to my right and the road was terrible the bus had to move at a snail’s speed. I could no longer hold myself and picking up the bag and umbrella, I jumped out of the bus almost forgotten about Hariya. Fortunately he followed suit and I was staring towards the over flowing water stream. There was a sister falls too to the left of the main one with a huge land slide. The trees obstructed the view and without knowing I ran along the by road that forks from the main road to the right and goes uphill. Inadvertently, I had walked into the Mandaram Nuwara road.

There was a huge flow of water crossing the road and it made me remove my shoes. The waterfall was simply gorgeous and the new born baby to the left added to the overall beauty making her a nice twin falls. We spent some time in the rain taking pictures of the sheer beauty thanks to my umbrella. We were in fact under the impression this was the Maha Kandura Ella but found that not the case later. Hari asked if we should walk all the way to Mandaram Nuwara and I simply didn’t mind it provided we had everything ready for accommodation. Unfortunately we got to the road with very little information and had to go to Mandaram Nuwara and find someone who was willing to put us up. Camping was out of the question and we hoped for the best.

We decided to take a tuk-tuk to Mandaram Nuwara and explore the waterfalls on the way. It seemed to be the only sensible thing to do at the time. Fortunately, Hari stopped one at the falls and without even haggling over the fee, we hopped in and told the driver “show us as many waterfalls as you can”. It sealed the bond and we were away when the driver told us this was the Gerandi Ella, and Maha Kandura Ella is about 1-2 away.

The road before the Padiyapelella Town, Mandaram Nuwara Road is above at the base of the falls

Gerandi Ella, the left side part is purely seasonal

Here’s the lowest part of the super-high Gerandi Ella

The main body

The seasonal cascade falling after an earthslip

Close up

A lot of water too but dangerous to stay here for long

The top of the lower segment

It was tough standing in front

Mahakandura Ella

We drove on and all of a sudden stopped at a ferociously flowing down girl and the driver duly informed this to be the Mahakandura Ella. She was obscured by tree branches but we managed to take a few pictures. The rain was becoming a real nuisance but we had no choice but to put up with it.

The tuk-tuk driver then asked if we wanted to see the Waduwawela Bridge and who didn’t, we said yes.

Mahakandura hidden among the branches

It was a tough one to take a full clear pic

Covered part, there’s a long upper bit similar to the Gerandi Ella but not visible from here

It was flowing in full

The view opposite

Closer look of the Belihul Oya

Despite the rains, she was very white

Portrait

Waduwawela Bridge & Belihul Oya

We raced on towards this place and the driver said his house was also nearby. Taking the Morapaya temple road to the left we reached the bridge after a couple of hundred meters. According to Navarathna, now wait, don’t jump in thinking Nava mama of Meemure was there to tell us that story. Coincidentally our tuk-tuk driver’s name is also Navarathna and just like the one at Meemure, very friendly and helpful person with plenty of knowledge about the area. He has traveled all over the country doing many jobs and now 57, settled down to drive a tuk-tuk.

We were very lucky to have come across him and he helped find many waterfalls without having to go here and there. I can highly recommend him as a guide. He, realizing our craziness over waterfalls, went to great lengths to help us get to them even driving on terrible roads which would have given heart attack to even 4-wheel drives. Ok, back to Waduwawela Bridge. This was built more than a century ago in the 1800s and the carpenter (Waduwa in Sinhala) who had worked on the bridge had fallen to his death from here hence giving the name Waduwawela Bridge. Of course now it’s renovated but the basic stone foundation still stands. Historical Morapaya RMV is close by and we got the biggest shock of the day afterwards.

While doing a short documentary, he said the river that flows like a tsunami is called Belihul Oya and without thinking much about the geography, I thought this is the famous Belihul Oya we all know but Nava corrected by saying this was another Belihul Oya. Originated from the highest mountain in Sri Lanka, Piduruthalagala, this flows through the Wilthota Jungle. Looking at the gigantic body of water made me wow. The Belihul Oya we all know (according to how Ana jokingly put – Bellyful Oya) originates from HP. You can check the documentary below.

Documentary of Waduwawela Bridge & Belihul Oya

Afterwards we went further up the Mandaram Nuwara road.

Waduwawela Bridge

Fiery Belihul Oya

Here she comes all the way from Piduruthalagala

Like a strong milk tea

Down she goes

Can see the arch of the bridge

Diversion of water, all but mud

Clear view

Falling down is unfathomable

Hawari Oya Ella & Morapaya Ella

We then stopped at Hawari Oya that joins the Belihul Oya creating a beautiful fall. Unfortunately it kept raining so hard getting a picture nearly impossible. Passing her we saw another road by falls, more likely a seasonal one for that we named Morapaya Ella.

After both these, it was time to go for another huge falls that Nava found after talking to a few people. He knew almost everyone in the area and those people found it strange Nava asking them about waterfalls. As you might have experienced, for most of the villagers, a waterfall is not a big deal and they simply use the name of the stream or call it either ‘Dola’ or ‘Kandura’. The chances are most of these falls go unnoticed is very high due to that. Thankfully we had Nava to guide us into the unknown.

One of the many cascades at Morapaya

Closer look

Hawari Oya

She joins the Belihul Oya

The Chief Hariya

The gloomy skies didn’t help with the light

Falling rain made things worse

The little Morapaya Cascade

The tiny base

People use this mainly for bathing

No danger of drowning in the base

Kirinda Ella

Passing Morapaya Ella, we headed another 0.5-1km or saw and then turned to our left. Driving along it another 300-400m we came to a halt but could hear the distant and unmistakable roar of a waterfall. The villagers had told Nava this was like Dunhinda and my heart started beating faster.

Leaving the tuk-tuk behind, we walked up for 100m or saw when we got the first glimpse of this beautiful fall mostly covered by two trees. Only the top was visible the rest was through the thick branches. There was a house and the elderly man in it told us that she is called Kirinda Ella. Numerous attempts by us to get closer to her had to be abandoned due to the ferocity of the water stream that separated us. Crossing it was simply too much so had to be content with the distant view. Then we returned to the tuk-tuk and went further towards Mandaram Nuwara.

So close yet so far

The mist, rain and gloomy skies all conspired against us

Crossing a canal was all it needed to get closer but it was simply impossible

I don’t usually hate trees, but looking at this, feel real upset

Some clarity to the top

She must’ve been so much like Dunhinda

Metibembiya Ella

Reaching Metibembiya village we saw this tall waterfall by the road to our left. The stream originates from Udagampola village and then flows into Belihul Oya via Metibembiya village. We named her as usual after the village and we could see the distant mountains towards Mandaram Nuwara. Gigantic Piduruthalagala rose into the sky but most of the time kept hidden among clouds and mist. We carried on further towards our destination.

Metibembiya, what a funny name for a falls

Closer view

Portrait

Touch of brown

The top

And the wider base

Parting shot

Belihul Oya

Elamulla Ella

We then reached the Elamulla town. It’s not exactly a town but a few shops along the road. We took Kabaragala Estate road and drove uphill for 1-1.5km before reaching the Black Bridge (Kalu Palama).

To the left of this was the two storied Elamulla Ella. She too was like others was in full force with the mud brownish color. She had a third lower part on the other side of the bridge as well.

We kept admiring her while Hari kept on reminding the time. It was gloomy and felt later than it actually was. Afterwards, we went passing Elamulla towards Digalahinna searching the Elamulla Power House road.

Misty and gloomy

Elamulla Ella road

Here she is

Plenty of brown though

The base

The faraway top part

Closer look

The full package

Top	Deadly dangerous

She’s the lower part but noway to get a better shot

Kabaragala Ella, Kabaragala Mini Falls & Kabaragala Power House Falls

We turned to the road which is good for the first 0.5-1km. Thereafter it’s simply impossible. Lose rocks, mud and pot holes made the ride like hell and Hariya’s weight didn’t help the poor battered wheels and axles. Nava drove like a man with a mission disregarding the hell of the condition.

Once we had to get down and push it and I only had to stand by and watch Hari at work. I was glad to have him for company. Closer to the power plant, the road was completely blocked by the fallen down rubble. It was a short walk so leaving Nava with the vehicle, we walked up. We saw a beautiful and tall waterfall before the power plant. She was so far up and the mist kept popping in and out making it hard to see her clearly. So we named her Kabaragala Mini Falls.

Then, at the gate of the power plant was what we called Kabaragala Power Plant Falls. She is actually a very tall girl but only the lower most part is visible at the gate. However when you are watching the Kabaragala Mini Falls, to your right you will see the extreme top of a waterfall. I guess this is the top of the one that falls near the gate. Unfortunately most of the middle section is hidden by the thick foliage of trees.

We then went into the power plant and asked for permission to go see the Kabaragala Ella. They were very helpful but warned us about the rising water levels and slippery rocks. End of the power plant complex we noticed the stream going downhill with a deafening roar as if all the M6 engines of Railway going at once. Looking at how furious this is our hopes were beginning to diminish. Even the last time we had to give up getting closer having gone all the way there.

However, Hariya was in no mood to give in that easily and we could see the falls in the distance beyond trees. I couldn’t resist any longer and led by Hariya we walked parallel to the stream along a pipeline for 100-150m. At the end was a cloud falling to the rocks breaking into million pieces. In fact this was the sensational Kabaragala Ella. It was a sight that will remain in my mind forever. We did another of our short documentaries there.

Documentary from Kabaragala Ella

This is some beauty, there’s no doubt about that. We felt the trouble was worth to reach the place. Afterwards we left for the waiting tuk-tuk.

Nava was waiting and when we showed him the video, he too was amazed by the sheer beauty this. On the way back, we stopped at a bungalow called “Elamulla Bungalow, Bodhi Hill Resort” and went in search if it’s available for rent for the public. But one of the workers there said it’s owned by a German lady and not for rent. I deduced from the way he said it the bungalow is not available for rent for locals but maybe for the foreigners. We’ve seen this trend at many places, bungalow and even hotel owners being very hesitant to accommodate locals as their reputation is not good being good visitors. So feeling hungry, we returned to Elamulla searching for something to eat.

Distant view of Kabaragala Mini Falls

Zoomed in

Light was simply terrible

The top of the Power Plant Falls, funny name but couldn’t think of any other

Closer look but the main body is hidden among the trees

There’s the base at the gate of the power plant

So much water

Plunging down

At the end of the power house premises

Mist was so thick

Whooah!!!

Just unbelievable

Pity the pics are not so grand but the view with our own eyes was so much better

There you go

Base	Not so tall but beautiful all the same

Full package

Time to go

The Yeti?

The bungalow I told you about

Won’t miss these

This either

Not the real bungalow, must be servants’ quarters

We got to Asiri’s grocery cum hotel. This is located next to the liquor store. The time was 3pm and there was only bread and dhal curry to eat. Beggers can’t be choosers so we sat down to wolf this down. However Asiri, the owner, having listened to our tale, offered to make some omelets that received a standing ovation from us. It tasted delicious and after buying few of the essential items, we headed towards the mysterious Mandaram Nuwara that awaited our arrival with open arms.

Enjoying the lunch under the light of a chimney lamp

Many streams feeding the Belihul Oya

Main body

Never seen this much water

We reached the Bo Sewana, the three-way junction at Mandaram Nuwara and went into Gamini Super Center, former Saman Hotel looking to get somewhere to spend the night. Unfortunately Gamini was out and while waiting for him to come Nava had gone and told one of his friends about our situation. I told you we were lucky from the start of the journey and it stayed that way as this person, Kiri Mahaththaya, offered not just a room, but a complete house for us.

It’s their first house (Maha Gedara) but after the tragic death of his younger brother his mother was now living with him in his own house leaving the house unoccupied. What a stroke of luck for us. We accepted the offer delightedly and went there immediately. This is located about 500m from the Bo Sewana and Nava took us all in the tuk-tuk. The place was good, but the roof leaked in a few places largely due to being ignored but it was no problem for us. All the furniture and kitchen stuff were there as well making it easy even to cook meals but we ordered rice and curry from a shop at the town which Nava later would bring.

Kiri Mahaththaya’s house

Hari got stuck at the entrance and Kiri, Nava and I had to pull him with a rope

Gardens beauties

Giving us some warmth

Time to sleep coz there’s so much to see tomorrow

After a wash in the ice cold water, we settled in for the night. Due to the rain, the cold was somewhat bearable. I got to use my newly acquired sleeping bag, even though we slept on a bed, and it made the night nice and comfortable. Kiri Mahaththaya informed us that the mountain in front of us is called Horagolla and it reminded us the famous Horagolla in Gampaha. The dinner was delicious, especially the Chaw-Chaw leaves’ Mallung. I’ve given all the helpful numbers for you to contact should you ever go to Mandaram Nuwara. Just make sure you respect their way of life and not do anything to change their friendly hospitality. Around 7.30pm, Hasi called out of the blue moon and inquired where I was.

When I told him where I was, he was surprised and informed me that the Victoria is over flowing with all nine sluices open. Oh my gosh, this I couldn’t miss. Then to burn me with sorrow and jealousy, he said that my beloved St. Claire was also in full flow as the wretched Upper Kotmale Dam has opened its tightly shut jaws. Oh dear, why am I always being deprived of seeing her in full flow. I thanked him for giving me the good news and decided to go see Victoria as it was on our way back the following day if possible. Whether I could do it or not, if I did, how it looked will be from the next fairy tale.

Well, this is not the end of the journey folks, but I’ve decided to leave you speculating as to what awaited us the following day. All I can say is, it was more exciting and compelling.

Hope you guys enjoyed my narration of this dream journey and will enjoy the next episode as well.

Until then, stay safe but keep traveling and don’t wait for the perfect time to do your dream journey.

I hope the contacts at Mandaram Nuwara will be useful to you all.

Alavidā!!!

Sri…

The morning rays penetrated the glass panes on the windows announcing that the morning is here. The rain kept drumming on the tin roof throughout the night making some sleepy sounds. We were feeling the cold now and getting out of the warmth of my sleeping bag was not something pleasant.

Finally around 7am I managed to break the shackles and stir the snoring Hariya. After a chilly wash we locked up and went down to the Bo Sewana looking for some breakfast. We found just the place and sat down for some hot Wadei, Rolls, Hoppers and Rice-flour made delicacy called Pusnambu. The rain was intense and mist had come without an invitation covering the whole area. After a hearty meal and sweet cups of coffee, we went to Kiri Mahaththaya’s house ready for the morning chores. He was surprised to see us up and about so without much waiting went uphill towards the base of the tallest lady in Sri Lanka.

Tour Highlights: 

1. Kolapathana Ella, Mandaram Nuwara.
2. Hollangala No. 3 Ella, Mandaram Nuwara.
3. Hollangala No. 4 Ella, Mandaram Nuwara.
4. Andawela Ella, Munwatte.
5. Gorakamadiththa Ella, Gorakamadiththa.
6. Katugashinna Ella, Rikillagaskada.

Our target was another beautiful falls, named Kolapathana Ella. So laden with raincoats and my umbrella we hurried uphill going parallel to the Belihul Oya.

Kolapathana Ella

Kiri Mahaththaya spoke very highly of this falls saying she was the best of the lot and we had no reason not to believe his word. Let’s wait until we see her for real was my cautious reply. After about 500m we came across the first barrier of the day. The path to Kolapathana, very much similar to the ones in Meemure where cattle is left alone after the agricultural duties to find their own food by grazing the fresh and lush grass, was blocked by the over flowing Belihul Oya.

Golly, we were stuck. Even Kiri found it impossible to cross it and he then led us through bean, carrot and raddish fields. Kiri and Hari carrying his rubber slippers most of the time in his hands were barefoot while I was in my shoes hindering my movements in the soggy earth. After a while the farmlands disappeared paving the way to abandoned paddy fields. After the declaration of a reserve, the farmers had been asked to go further towards Mandaram Nuwara leaving their former farmlands behind. The mighty Piduruthalagala looked majestic when the mist was kind enough to part. While the rain hammered us from above, the abhorrent leeches showed no mercy from the below.

We kept up the pace, Hari mostly using 4-wheel drive, slipping and tripping being covered in mud. We kept going uphill and after about 2km, we saw the typical geographic signs of a flatland aka Pathana. Kiri said the Sambar Deer roam around at times but we saw only the left cattle. They looked threatening but soon as Hariya came to the view, ran for their lives. The Piduruthalagala was getting closer to us and according to Sumanarathna mama, an elderly farmer we met tending to his cattle, the height at the Kolapathana Ella area is about 7500ft. The Piduruthalagala is around 8300ft so we were as close as 800ft to the summit but that stretch is beyond the legal barrier. Even though there used to be a footpath leading to N’Eliya from Mandaram Nuwara via Piduruthalagala, now it is not in use as entering the reserve is prohibited.

We walked close to 3km when out of nowhere came to see this gorgeous twin falls falling amid thick jungle. The real Kolapathana Ella is the one to the right, the one to the left is a seasonal cascade yet bigger and higher. This was something I won’t ever forget. The two white lines drawn amid the dark green background with touches of white was a painting that can only be drawn by the capable hands of the Mother Nature. The mist had covered the falls nearly completely when we arrived but I started singing “Mist, mist, go away – Come again another day” and as if on cue, the rain eased and the mist lifted calmly over the Piduruthalagala showing her prominent rocky slope. The radar site is located almost on the middle of the summit making it impossible to see from here and this angle. Sumanarathna mama too joined us now and Hariya went down to the base of the falls with him and Kiri while I stayed up and took hundreds of pictures.

We were in a world of our own; this is nothing short of the so-called heaven. Despite not getting any sunlight, the surrounding mountains looked their best. They were all shades of green with a few patches of grey where the rocky skin was showing. The misty scarves hung around their necks giving them a more prominent look. The sky was dull grey with ripe grape-like rain laden clouds drifting with a difficulty as if had a bellyful meal. The ground was lush with light green grass which those cattle devoured. Tiny streams popping out of every crevice making playful pools all around. This is a scene straight from the high heaven. Just check out our documentary from here.

Documentary from Kolapathana Ella

We could even see the Gerandi Ella in the far distance which was like being able to see the both ends of Mandaram Nuwara road. Beyond her was another taller cascade but she was just a seasonal one. We couldn’t get enough of her but had much more to go see, so very sadly we bid farewell and headed back. Our next target was a mountain of waterfalls, yeah you heard me right the first time, Mountain of Waterfalls, located about 2-3km from Bo Sewana at No. 5 area. That area is just called No. 5 and there are other numbers as well.

Good Morning!

Gerandi Ella seen from the way, such height. See another falls to the right?

This one

Mighty Piduruthalagala

The valley in between

If you’re wondering where on earth that football-shaped radar, it’s on the other side and not visible in the thick mist

Good day to you sweet heart!

Yellow and Green ghosts on the prowl

The fiery Belihul Oya

Full of water

The farmers at work despite the relentless rain

Misty and rainy

They kept ahead of me

Kolapathana

Hariya not giving up

That bull was so frightened of Hariya

Hari talking to the bull calming it down

All around green and mist

I just can’t say how I felt at the sight of this

Where we came from

“Mist, mist go away – Coma again another day”, I sang

And it worked

This is the main falls

The one to the left. She’s just got bigger due to the rain

Amazing!

Bottom

It was a world of vapor

Hari wanted to get down just to feel the water on his face

Can you see the “Titanic Pose” of Hari the Dwarf?

There he is

Gushing through the thick tree cover

The sister falls’ top

She’s bigger than many

A pic worth taking again and again

Simply unbelievable

Sumanarathna Mama

Icing on the cake

Used to be farmers’ land but now taken over for the reserve

There was water everywhere

The valley

Mission Leech-Plucking

Mountain of Waterfalls – Hollangala

No, no you got it all mixed up. It’s not the Holman Gala (Ghostly Rock), it’s the Hollangala. You remember My Waterfall Tour around Maussakelle, don’t you? Along the Hatton route to the Sri Pada, I showed you the best waterfall mountain I’ve ever seen. Well, Hollangala is very similar even though not in the same caliber, she’s come closer. There were 5 very prominent falls (we named them Hollangala No. 1, 2, 3, 4 & 5 Falls) but spread out over a vast area compared to the tight fitting one near Peace Pagoda. In addition to these, there were a few faintly visible cascades as well.

We reached Mandaram Nuwara and went towards Hollangala or No. 5 area. This is due left when you look at Piduruthalagala from Bo Sewana straight ahead. Tell you another funny thing, this road circles around and returns to the Bo Sewana via other numbered areas and closer to Mandaram Nuwara is a place called Malsara Nuwara. In other words, the Cupid’s Town. It’s funny but very true. We kept walking along the terrible road and came across a few mud slides that had blocked the road. The over flowing water streams turned the road at places into canals.

We walked about 2-3km enjoying the beautiful country side. Out of the 5 prominent cascades, two were clearly visible from the road at a distance. Others were too visible but not like the No. 3 & 4 Falls. We enjoyed the scenery but time was running away so without going through the full circle, we returned to our home and got ready to leave. We thanked Kiri profusely for his hospitality and being the guide and gave him some money asking him to improve the condition of the house so that it will be a good investment.

Returning to Mandaram Nuwara town, we spoke to Gamini and when I showed him my video of Kolapathana Ella, he asked for it to be saved to his computer. I obliged and even he gasped at the amount of water and the sheer beauty. We had some snacks while waiting for the bus and called Nava informing of our arrival in Padiyapelella as we had more plans. So bidding farewell to everyone we got on the bus and left very sadly, especially Hariya who was very reluctant to leave Mandaram Nuwara for some reason. He even wanted to stay one more day by taking a leave but I wouldn’t let him. The ferocious Belihul Oya kept with us winding down parallel to the road. This is when we came across a huge split across the road signaling of another danger. The bus cautiously drove through the split and we arrived in Padiyapelella rather late for our liking.

Coming back to the civilization

Washing the mud and the blood

“Mada Sodagath Hariya Waterfalls Baleemata Hondaya.” (Hariya is good to go waterfall seeing after washing away the mud)“Mada Sodagath Hariya Waterfalls Baleemata Hondaya.” (Hariya is good to go waterfall seeing after washing away the mud)

Purple

The mountain range covered by the charcoal grey mist

There go Hari and Kiri followed by Siri

It simply impossible to tell you how beautiful they were in real life

Hollangala Falls No. 1 seen from the road. She too is a twin fall but not so visible in the dry season

Looking back the road we came

Mountain of Waterfalls – Hollangala. The No. 2 Falls is visible just underneath the misty layer to the right

Newly done

The life goes on, sun or rain

Bulls and Hari? Can’t understand the combination

No. 4 Falls

Closer look

Wow, one of the most beautiful ones

No. 3

Similar to Devon

So much like her

The road had turned into a canal

Water and water and water

Chow-chow. They make a delicious dish using the leaves of this and another using the fruit

Hiding from us

No.1 and 2 clearly visible from a distance

Piduruthalagala waving us good-bye

Such majestic view!

Andawela Ella

We arrived at Padiyapelella around 2.30pm well past our estimated time. Amid Hari’s protests, we met with Nava and hurriedly drove towards Walapane searching for the mighty flow of Andawela Ella. She is located at Munwatte, about 6km from Padiyapelella just by the road. The road was in a terrible condition, full of chocolate like mud, very slippery and plenty of pot holes full of brownish water making them deadly dangerous, especially for small vehicles.

Passing through, we saw a smoke drifting to the air in the distance and at first my thought was something was on fire. However getting closer I realized I couldn’t have been more wrong. This was the water vapor created by the sheer volume of the water levels of Andawela Ella. She’s tall, something around 80-100ft and falls in two crevices and joins in the middle making a big fat girlie. This was something out of a Hollywood movie. The bridge shook under the continuous hammering from this hefty lady and walking along it was like going through a hurricane.

You could really feel how strong the water levels were. I felt like pushing to the other end of the bridge by a heavy force, even Hariya shuddered under the pressure. Standing in front of her, let alone taking a picture was a mission impossible. You could have got wet within a few seconds, repeat, just in seconds. All you had to do was, get in to your bathing suit, walk along the bridge from one end to the other, then soap yourself, and walk back. At the end, towel yourself and you’d have had a superb bath faster than making instant noodles. That powerful her force was.

We had to fight for taking those precious pictures. The camera, especially the lens would get covered with water droplets just trying to focus. The best you could do was, point it, press the shutter button and run for cover. Then wipe the whole camera with a towel or hanky and repeat the process. It was hell but I didn’t mind it for one bit. We were seeing something that happens maybe once a lifetime and savored every second of it amid all the hardships. We behaved as kids who had found gifts under their pillows brought by the Santa. Nava just looked on, must have been wondering how crazy we were. We were late and we knew that yet there was nothing we could about it. Hurriedly we got back started driving back towards Padiyapelella only to stop by another waterfall at Gorakamadiththa, about 3km from Padiyapelella.

Bridge at Padiyapelella

She was like Niagara

Through the arches

What’s ahead?

The top of her

Simply unimaginable amount of water

There had been more water the day before. Just think about having more water than this

The camera got all soaked up and wet but could do nothing about it

Ferocious

The top of her

The center mass

There was a shop to the right that had been washed away. This was taken from there

See you girl and don’t you be naughty

Gorakamadiththa Ella

We arrived at a bridge in Gorakamadiththa and just like any bridge in the upcountry roads there was this waterfall next to it. Looking from the road over the railing of the bridge, you might not notice much about this. However we weren’t to be deceived by these kinda disguises so got down to inspect further. We were right of course and towards the uphill behind typical tree cover were two upper parts falling from two different sections and joining later making this large body.

Well you simply can’t compare her with the likes of Andawela Ella in size but still this was no one to ignore. Unfortunately we faced the most common problem when taking pictures of a waterfall, the branches and trees. Even though our eyes are more than capable of looking through them concentrating solely on the waterfall, the cameras are not so bright. Of course you will stand a better chance with a sophisticated camera than the simple point-n-shoots we use. So we had to be content with mostly the lower section of this and went towards Padiyapelella.

As like many others, the most prominent part is covered by the trees

So had to be content with the lower cascade

Managed to get a sneaky shot through the trees

The bottom that goes under the bridge after

Tried in vain to go get a clear shot but no luck

The mountains towards Mandaram Nuwara Road. See the Gerandi Ella?

Zoomed view, very tall

Katugashinna Ella

I of course badly wanted to see her from the time I saw her falling majestically from the bus coming up the previous day. However the time was past 3.30pm and missed the last bus to Kandy which meant having to go up to Rikillagskada. This multiplied the chances of seeing the Katugashinna Ella. The last time we came to see this fall, there was nothing but the solid rock to photograph. This is mostly due to the diversion of water from the top. However heavy rains had made sure no amount of diversion going to block her falling over the rock making this beautiful fall come alive.

Passing through Rikillagskada, we went close to 2km further towards Hanguranketha. She is right by the road but have to cross a private hotel property to get to the base. Getting out we went through the driveway of the hotel and got some pictures. The waterfall was very rich and had the unmistakable brown tinge to the color. You can’t miss her as there’s a yellow sign board too on the road. We had barely been with her when a bus came and had to finish the shooting cutting it short. Wish there was more time but had to be content with what we got. Paying Nava and bidding him farewell we rushed to the bus.

I’ve noticed some refer to a waterfall named Katugas Oya that is very much similar to this. Probably they’re both referred to the one and the same.

The notice at the road

View is once again blocked by the trees. This is after walking through the hotel’s gate

They’ve done a small farm out there

Getting closer than this would’ve soaked the camera and me. So had to be content with this

Partially clear

The stream goes downhill. They’ve done the area up a bit

That stinking pipeline destroyed many good shots

Another

The top zoomed in

Parting shot, how I hate that pipeline

That bus was only up to Hanguranketha but fortunately the Kandy bus that had left before us was waiting in Hanguranketha. Things fell into place afterwards and we managed to catch probably the last A/C bus to Colombo around 6pm.

Gosh, I’m tired telling you all this than actually doing the whole marathon. Hope you got something out of this helping you plan your future trips.

The open spills of Victoria had to be put off due to the lack of time but it was in my mind all the way to Colombo. Hopefully I will get to go get a glimpse of that rare sighting before the rains pack up and go home.

If I get to do that, you are sure to hear all about it. Well keeping my fingers crossed.

Until the next time, this is Sri signing off.

Nawatha Hamuwemu!!!

Sri…

Out of nowhere I had a great desire to do some exploration few weeks back…. After quick thought, decided to pay a visit to Kolonna area hoping to cover Maduwanwela Walawwa and Kolonna Doowili falls complex.

Road condition up-to Panamura is quite good with carpeted road…. But after passing 2-3kms road become old tar road with on and off road constructions. As there were no big pits on the road, easily motorable by a car with less speed. One has to beware of the edges of the road as road constructions and erosions have caused considerable height difference….

After 45 mins drive from Embilipitiya I reached the Maduwanwela walawwa which can be found on the left hand side of the road in Maduwanwela area just before Kolonna town.

I found following description on the internet which had few bits of history of Maduwanwela walawwa by Deepika Priyangani. If one needs more information, there is a Sinhalese Book ‘Maduwanwela Walawwa” written by Dr Shantha who works at Balangoda Base Hospital. It has many local stories on Walawwa, its occupants and the village which was compiled by Dr Shantha when he was working as Medical Officer of Health-Kolonna.

Click Image to Enlarge

Few snaps of the present status of Maduwanwela walawwa…

Entrance by the road….

Entrance…..

Rear side…..

The initial view….

Front view…. PVC pipes destroys the ancient look

The floor…

The view inside….

The elephant….

The design…..

Maha Disawe….

After some time, I head onto Doowili falls complex. I was lucky that I found a villager who was willing to show me the path. We took the path which lies opposite to the entrance of Maduwanwela walawwa. We traveled about 1km and came to a Y junction. We parked the car and took the right path and walked about 500ms until we met the “Anicut” and the paddy fields belonging to the temple. The foot path lies along the paddy field and cultivation. She has 3 sections. Below are few pics of the waterfall complex.

Foot path lies near this tree….

1st Part……..

2nd part…….

Left side of 2nd part….

Top of 3rd part….

3rd & final part….

3rd part…….

3rd part….. most beautiful section of the fall…

Thanks for reading……

Hello everyone, how are things with you all? Hope you all had an adventurous but safe holiday. It’s been a fabulous one with rain occupying most of the country. Well I didn’t mean to be harsh on the rain affected victims who have lost their loved ones, properties and other valuables due to the severe weather. The saying “one’s sorrow is another’s joy” seems to be very true. While many were affected and suffering, some others like me reveled in the increased flow of water hunting waterfalls through landslides, fallen rocks and caved in roads.

Mandaram Nuwara and surrounding areas brought plenty of joy to me and I was dreaming about the spills of Victoria dam when I reached home on the 26th Dec night. Spending cozily the following day I got a call from Hasi, who I started my waterfall frenzy with (of course good old Tony was there too), asking about the situation of Victoria. Well, the joy was immense when he said that he was planning to visit the site on the following day, Sunday, 28th Dec. The life can’t be sweeter, can it? Not 36 hours before I was dreaming about this and here I am being offered a chance on a platter.

We had to take stock of the road conditions as the Kandy-Mahiyangana A26 was blocked at many places by severe landslides. Thankfully, on our way from Rikillagaskada, I saw a big notice board welcoming the visitors to the Victoria Dam. That road was not so dangerous as the A26 so we decided to take it. That road is the Kandy-Rikillagaskada-Padiyapelella-Walapane (B413) and turn off at Uda Mailapitiya taking the Adikarigama-Randenigala (B492). This is the Kandy-Badulla road that goes through Randenigala.

Mostly used road is the one along A26 up to Medamahanuwara then turn into the Medamahanuwara-Adikarigama (B493) that runs through the Victoria dam. However we were skeptical about this due to landslides and resorted to the former choice. We finalized the journey around 8.30pm and decided to leave at 5am. Hasi’s wife and one of his friends, Gayan, too joined for the trip making it a full package for his car. We were excited and looking forward to the sight of the biggest dam in Sri Lanka.

Spills of Victoria are something you don’t get to see every now and then so this was going to be something unique and grand.

We all got ready and met up around 5am and drove towards Mawanella where we stopped for breakfast. Then while the rain kept hampering the normalcy of day-to-day lives, we went with millions of hopes for Victoria.

Tour Highlights: 

1. Victoria Dam & Reservoir, Adikarigama.
2. Hakuruthale Ella, Hakuruthale.
3. Kohombagana Ella, Kohombagana.
4. Randenigala Dam & Reservoir.
5. Seasonal Cascades, Bogahalanda.
6. Mahadoraliyadda Ella, Mahadoraliyadda, Medamahanuwara.
7. Wegala Ella, Wegala, Medamahanuwara.

Victoria Dam & Reservoir

We passed many landslides and rocks that had just been cleared from the roads. A few houses were either fallen along with slides or on the verge of going down. We came to the Uda Mailapitiya where we turned to the Adikarigama. There is a signage welcoming visitors to the Victoria dam larger than life at the turning.

Driving along about 7km passing Adikarigama to the turn to the dam. According to the notice there, it’s 4km from here to the dam. However right at the turn we met with terrible news. There was a villager who said that they don’t allow visitors to the dam due to a fight between some visitors and the Mahaweli security officers. As a result, the security is not letting anyone in but we could get a view close to the gate outside the premises. Oh dear, had we come all this way for a no show?

I felt terrible but we carried on and on the way we could see a thick cloud like appearing from the trees below. This was the unmistakable water vapor rising up after hitting the base. We reached the gate and there were a couple of vehicles already parked and their occupants peeping over the edge of the road with open mouths and eyes. We went straight to the closed gate and found a couple of army soldiers and a single Mahaweli security officer. They didn’t even come to the gate but kept looking at with us grim-faced.

When asked if we could go in, the Mahaweli security officer said that we couldn’t and offered a reason saying that there’s a threat of landslides. There was even a tiny handwritten cardboard notice stuck on the gate saying the area is a danger zone. The number of people who were coming increased by a few times within a very short period but the security firmly stood his ground. We had no choice but to join the group of people peering at the spill from the road. Out of the 8 gates, 6 were open and from them shot six gigantic snake like bodies of water making huge mushrooms at the end before falling back into the base sending millions of water droplets like a huge cloud that dissipated gradually floating in the air. We’ve seen this so many times on TV but nothing like doing so for real.

We could unfortunately see only a small portion of the whole package. The all eight spills were visible but we couldn’t see the whole affair from where we stood. What a dilemma? However, Gayan took out his binocular and after short inspection exclaimed saying that there are people on the dam. Looking closely we saw them and to make things more complicated, there were a few vehicles as well. There was even a tuk-tuk going along the dam with car and a double cab too. While we were shooting away, there was a vanful of people who went straight up to the gate and after a talk with the Mahaweli security officer, they were allowed in. What on earth was happening?

After a bit, the same Mahaweli security officer allowed another double cab to the premises while so many others who had come from all over the country. When we inquired we were told that they had passes. It was a very feeble attempt by the Mahaweli security officers and we realized there’s no hope for us. It’s strange how even earth slips treat different people in a different manner. If earth slips do that, what’s the point in talking about humans? We left forlornly hoping to get at least to the Randenigala dam which is another 34km away.

He too had joined the procession to witness this

Was on this branch the whole time not moving away

The horrible cables

Oh, she’s in full flow

Eight falls falling in unison

A clear shot of the top

The best we could get

Helping hand from Hasi’s wife

The gates up close

Hmmm

But not dangerous for a selected few

A touch of sunlight was lacking

The reservoir and islands in the middle

Nice and calm

Lady bird crawling along

Surrounding mountains

Leaf-less

Hakuruthale Ella

This was my first time along this road and what a treat it was for the mind and the eyes. The majestic Victoria-Randenigala-Rantembe reservoir was to our left right along full to the brim while the Victoria-Randenigala-Rantembe forest and wildlife reserve on both sides added that fresh greenish tinge having washed away all the dust and grime off their leaves and barks. The sky nevertheless looked grey and was about to unload her load. There was a mist too hung along the hilltops as if icing on the cake. Amid all this was the black tarred road snaking around the hill terrain. What a beautiful picture this really was. Our disappointment not being able to see the mighty Victoria seemed far away.

This is when we came to a fairly large waterfall to our right in Hakuruthale area. She was sliding down a rocky surface and plunged under the bridge and on the other side fell further down. We got down and started shooting away when we spotted the beautiful and fairly big upper part hiding as usual behind trees. However she had kept a very good opening a little further down that was missed by the casual onlookers. However we didn’t miss that and thanks to the zoom, managed to capture that part as well.

She was gorgeous and the rains had been kind to her filling her with much needed water. I’m sure on a normal day, she wouldn’t look much and nobody is likely to give a second thought. This really was a big bonus. We passed a couple more waterfalls in Bogahalanda are but didn’t stop hoping to capture them on our return but Hakuruthale Ella was simply too irresistible to leave like that.

Towards Randenigala

One of the power plants

Hakuruthale Ella

Lower part

Upper part hidden by the bushes but we found an opening

Main body

There’s the hidden top

Closer

Finally this

Zoomed in

Portrait of the bottom

Kohombagana Ella

We carried on hoping to get to Randenigala as quickly as possible but it wasn’t to be. Just around Kohombagana, before the town and around 15-16km posts, we saw yet another beauty who was beckoning to us through the jungle. Well, one couldn’t refuse a beautiful girl’s call, can they?

We obliged fully by spending another good 15-20mins with this playful sweetie. I’ll just let the pictures tell you why it was simply impossible not to have stopped. After the rituals, we drove on.

The signs of a mother elephant taking her baby to the school yielded a gasp from Hasi’s wife. But we assured her this was the school holidays and they likely have gone to some place like Maduru Oya or Minneriya visiting their relatives. This seemed to subside her fears and we drove on savoring the never ending greenery and water.

What a beauty!

The top part partially blocke by a tree

Such a gorgeous one

Closer

The lower part

Good-bye lass

Randenigala Dam & Reservoir

We reached the magical place around midday. The dam unlike the concrete and curvy Victoria, was built of stones and straight in shape. She has only 3 spillways. When we got out of the vehicle, already a handful of onlookers were lurking around.

Randenigala dam is located just by the main road and has no problem getting a good look compared to Victoria where they can close the gates either side of the dam about 500m each from it on either side. However you’re not permitted to walk along the dam itself but it’s still possible for you know who.

At first there was nothing but the long dam, the spills were there but nothing was jumping out like at Victoria. Gosh, nothing to see was my first thought but it didn’t last long as I spotted a mist drifting away further down. Oh my gosh, the spills were open all right but unlike the Victoria, the water wasn’t released immediately out of the spills as it could endanger the dam itself. Remember Victoria is curved inward spreading the water pressure giving it a more stability and strength. The water comes out of the dam into the pit of the half circle and it doesn’t endanger the base of the dam due to this shape. However straight dams can’t afford to do this. Instead they use this trick of building diagonal slopes away from the dam taking the water about 100m away and release the water from there.

So the mushroom effects occur away from the dam. Even though not as dramatic as Victoria, Randenigala is not less beautiful. Out of the 3 spills, only 2 were open. The third was under maintenance. So, the water comes out of the spills then start their 100m slide towards the bottom. As soon as water reaches the bottom, it jumps out of the slide into the air creating two gigantic cockerel tails with two mushrooms at the zenith of this. Finally the cloud of droplets is released into the air. If you still can’t picture the process, as I’m sure it must be as Randenigala is not shown like Victoria, Hasi’s wife got the answer for you. Just think about the Log Flume. The process is more or less the same.

The worst part is the shorter road that goes across the water below the dam, about 500m from it, joining B492 & B474. This is the road that goes to Mahiyanganaya via Rantambe. The bridge across the river along with Army and Dam Officials’ barracks had been wiped away clean by the water out of the spills. Only the legs of the bridge were visible and everything else had been taken away by the gushing water. According to the soldiers on guard, the damage had been done the day before after which the gates were closed. The gates had been reopened on the morning of the day we went around 3am. They further revealed this was the worst spills ever since the dam was built.

The reservoir looked serene and still, the hills in the distance marked the boundary and acted as the guards. A thin layer of mist circled the tops and some drifted towards the reservoir. We decided to go down to where the bridge was broken so that we could get a frontal view and check the damage caused by the unforgiving water. The turn off to the road was barricaded but not limited to the public so we had no problem walking through. Already a large crowd was gathering and when we walked a couple of hundred meters, could see the beauty of this.

The carpeted road had been ripped off and shredded into large pieces before dumping them around. The skeleton legs stood helplessly, their body torn out and sent down stream. Barracks and few other structures lay along the banks of the river in pieces. Shredded wood splinters were floating around while the foundations stood barely out of ground. The devastation was immense and losing the bridge is a big blow to the public. It doesn’t look like the bridge will be built anytime soon. After taking pictures to the satisfaction of our hearts, we decided to go for another shot at the Victoria.

On the way, we saw a big lorry carrying a load of sand had stopped and the driver and his assistant on the back peering at something. We stopped at Hasi’s Wife’s command and reversed all to the lorry and jumped out. Through the thick bushes, we could see the Victoria and got the permission to join them on the back of the lorry. Getting onto the lorry wasn’t so easy and Hasi enjoyed taking some pictures. The view wasn’t that good coz still there were a few branches blocking the view and the camera simply won’t accept the fact that it has to focus the spills in the distance not the branches in front. So I had to do something and got down again to clear those with a stick then got back again, this time panting, huffing and puffing. The view was a lot better and managed to take a few pictures after all.

Afterwards we planned to head to Thannekumbura and take the A26 and use the 8km stretch off Medamahanuwara. We all still were bitter about the bad experience received at Victoria having come all the way and decided the least we could do was try everything possible. As usual, none of us bothered about lunch, Hasi had taken his gastritis pill and must have informed his wife and Gayan not to expect any lunch when going with me. So let’s go see if we’ll be lucky enough.

Click image to enlarge

Surrounding

Placid

Amazing contrast

The right most spill under maintenance

Through the gate

The road along the dam is blocked to the general public

What can you say to this?

Whooaaah!!!

Speechless

The mighty creation

One under maintenance

The whole dam

Picturesque

Amazing scenery

Power plant

Opened spills

View

The turn off to the Mahiyangana Road

Frontal view

Zoomed

Walking towards it

Ferocious flow of water

Part of the destruction

The remains of the bridge

It was like a cloud

Had to stay behind these tress to take the pics

Got soaked up taking this

Unbelievable amount of water

Can you see the destruction?

Going back

Gayan not done yet

They were almost forgotten

Misty hill tops

That road won’t be operational anytime soon

Climbing up – Pic by Hasitha

Can’t see much – Pic by Hasitha

There are trees blocking – Pic by Hasitha

Trying to clear the view – Pic by Hasitha

Blocked by the bushes

Clearer

Better now

Wish could get closer

Cascades around Bogahalanda

We made good time, avoiding the fallen rocks and earth at places. We nevertheless didn’t forget to stop whenever a cascade or a good view available. We passed the Kohombagana Ella and then Hakuruthale Ella. They both had more water than before and looked breath-taking.

Passing Hakuruthale we reached Bogahalanda. From here to Adikarigama there were quite a few beautiful cascades we stopped to enjoy. Most if not all must be seasonal cascades but the beauty was all the same. The rain had stopped and we enjoyed the breakthrough. The time was running out but we simply couldn’t resist the temptation. Finally we reached Adikarigama and the turn off to Victoria dam was there. We all felt the bitterness and yet decided to take another chance with those stubborn and double-standard security people. So we turned into the road and there was a security guard planted there who was trying his best to turn the people around. When we told him how the people got in before, he seemed to shrink and from the guilty look he gave I realized that there was no point taking it any further. He finally admitted contacts of Mahaweli officials were allowed in and few minutes ago the divisional secretary had also been.

So with frustration welling inside us, we drove on hoping for better luck from the other end. However it must be noted that while we were talking to the security, there was a busload of people coming especially to see the spill. Hundreds maybe thousands of people were denied access while a selected few were given free access to witness one in a lifetime opportunity. We kept hearing about the story about the fight between the security and some visitors recently and everyone, including locals, said that was the reason not to let anyone in. It was their way of taking revenge on the incident it seems. As a result, many innocent people had to go empty handed.

By the way close to Adikarigama, we saw a big tipper lorry carrying sand was parked by the road and two people (driver and the assistant) on the back peering at something. Hasi’s wife (I guess she was the most frustrated out of all) pointed at them and said they must be looking at the spills. We broke hard and reversed. Getting out I found this was to be the case, and getting permission, I got on top the back to see we can get a glimpse of the spill through trees. Hasi and Gayan too got in the back and started firing away with the cameras. The driver and the assistant kept looking at the drama created by us than at the spills. We thanked them profusely and found it so difficult to get down. I’m still wondering how on earth we got on top in the first place.

Seasonal cascades

Closer

Like Jodu Ella

Base

Placid reservoir, but can you see a falls?

Now?

Just look at that

Hills in the middle

Posing shyly

Isolated road

Removing the rubble off the roads

Many scary places like these

Another roadside beauty

Another day, this would be nothing but a rocky slab

Sliding along

To the base

Never ending hills and mountains

Many more like this

Hugging the rock

Where we improvised

Zoomed all the way, wish the view was a bit more clearer

Victoria from Medamahanuwara, Mahadoraliyadda Ella & Wegala Ella

We drove and on the way bought some boiled corn to munch on the way. Turning to A26, we saw the Mahaweli river angry looking with brown cheeks. The water levels were very high and passing that we drove through Kundasale, Pallekele, Theldeniya and Digana.

The landslides were very severe on this road and there were many houses either completely or partially destroyed as a result. We saw people staring at the destruction with bewildered looks. Reaching Medamahanuwara we took the right turn. Victoria dam is 8km away. It runs through Mahadoraliyadda village and we saw some more fallen rocks and earth on this road too. Reaching the closed gates, for the second (rather third as we went twice on the other side) was heartbreaking, lemme tell you.

There were around 200 people waiting expectantly and on our way, we must have come across around 100 vehicles. Just imagine the time and money wasted by all this. The day being a Sunday attracted many more people but with nothing to show for their trouble.

We got the same answer by the soldiers who once again admitted that many people with connections were allowed in while thousands had to turn back empty-handed. They even said that the rules were made and broken by the officials as and when they wanted but their hands, as Army soldiers, were tied. They were sorry people thinking bad about them and cursing them for not being allowed to see this.

I feel they could have at least broadcast on TV and radio informing people not to come giving the earth slips story. If so most of the people wouldn’t have taken the trouble. When the TV channels show the spills in full flow, anyone who is human enough, would wanna go see it. It’s a crime to waste their efforts like this.

Returning we stopped half way to photograph the Mahadoraliyadda Ella that like the Mulgama Lower Falls & Gartmore Falls, fell directly into the reservoir. However she isn’t that big. The gloomy surrounding was not ideal for landscape shots but that was all we had.

We reached the main road and turned back towards Kandy. Around Wegala, we saw this huge Wegala Ella full of water. This is located close to the Wegala School at a bridge. There was a group of people bathing in the base despite the heavy rains.

From the gate but no entrance

From Mahadoraliyadda

The bridge at Mahadoraliyadda

Here’s the falls

Closer

Falling directly onto the reservoir

Zoomed in

Wegala Falls

Full of water

Upper part

Bottom, had to wait those bathers go away to take this

See you later girl when you’re full again

Here are some of the Panos I took.

Pano 1

Pano 2

Pano 3

Pano 4

We came back to Kandy in heavy rains. It was saddening to see people trying to make a living by selling boiled corn to the travelers in the rain and at many places, dangerously close to the land slides. They had no choice but to go for it as it must have been their only income.

Passing through the wet and muddy roads, we stopped for a decent meal (What I call “Dinch” or “Lunner”. Similar to “Brunch”) at Benthota Bake House at Pilimathalawa. We were all hungry beyond words and gobble down everything put down before us. The traffic was insane and Hasi took the burden of driving all day and finally when the clock chimed 10.30pm, we had driven close to 500km.

Gosh, I’m angry, sad, excited, happy and so much more. Well at least we gave our best shot and that was all we could do. Even though we failed to see the full package, we were at least got lucky to see a little bit. Most people didn’t even have that luxury.

It was a great journey after all and we enjoyed it despite being bitter at many times. We all enjoyed the scenery alike.

So, here I leave you guys for the time being. Hope the journey brought you some insight and happiness.

Till I come with another fairy tale, keep traveling and be safe.

Take care…

Sri…

I was dreaming for close to one year on conquer the Delwala Seven Falls….. I had the chance to hike the 1st two falls (1st three falls, according to my count) in April, 2014…… One can refer to my earlier report…….

First a brief description of the seven falls…. As many might not hear about it…. But every single main fall in the complex is more than 20 meters in height…

This is situated in a village named Delwala which is situated on Delwala road branching off from Thiriwanaketiya-Agalawatta road in Pabotuwa junction (between Nivitigala and Kalawana). One has to travel 6kms on Delwala road up-to Uda-delwala Temple and take the gravel road next to the temple on right hand side and footpath lies to the left side of the gravel road after 100 meters.
This footpath leads to Delwala River. This water fall complex is formed by a tributary of the Delwala River. Villagers say it’s a Seven Fall complex….. But for me it’s Farrrrrrrrrrr better… It’s a Ten falls Complex……and by far most falls seen in short stretch in Sri Lanka….( So Lankagama complex will only get the 2nd place…)

Not to get confused I’ll number the falls according to villagers and put the number allocated by me in brackets…..

Let me start our hike…… We reached Uda-Delwala around 9am in the morning and met our guides. Uda-delwala…. After climbing down through private tea patches we reached the Delwala river….. We crossed the river…. If waer levels are high then it will be difficult to cross it. But we waited 2 weeks after the rain… so easily crossed it.

As I mentioned earlier, all the falls a are formed by a tributary of the Delwala falls….

We climbed uphill until we reached the top of 1st fall(2nd fall)…. As I said earlier to me 2nd fall…. There is, around 10 feet small fall just before the main fall which villagers ignore…. We climbed half way down along the 1st fall(2nd fall) to have some snaps….

As one has to climb along the edges of the falls most of the time, it’s a necessity that to have some local support….. As they know from which places to climb up without slipping (by hunting Walla patta)… Or else should be a pro in rock climbing…..

Below are some snaps of the 1st fall (1 &2nd falls)

1st and 2nd fall in distance….. from my previous visit on April,2014…. Due to the drought very little water then….

Top of 1st fall(2nd fall)

Side view of the top half of the 1st fall(2nd fall)…those pits by the side are pretty deep(more than 12 feets..)

Another pic of the top half of the 1st fall(2nd fall)…….

Back to the top of 1st fall(2nd fall)

Our crew at the top of the fall…..

After further climbing we reahed the base of the 2^nd fall (3^rd fall)….. this was the place we concluded our hike last time and had a nice dip……..

2nd fall(3rd fall)…..

2nd fall( 3rd fall)-total package….. note te deep base pool…..

Lower section of 2nd fall(3rd fall)

Upper section……

Myself @ base of the 2nd fall(3rd fall)

Then we climbed to the top of another fall( 4^th fall) which villagers have not given a number though it is more than 10 meters in height….

Top of unnamed fall…( 4th fall)

Top of the unnamed fall (4th fall)

By the side of a small cascade on the way up…..

Another small cascade we climbed on the way up….

We reached the base of the 3^rd fall (5^th fall) after another climbing…..

3rd Fall ( 5th fall)

Myself with friends posing-3rd fall (5th fall)

Left Half of the 3rd fall (5th fall)….

The most fascinating to see, was that the base of this fall was covered by high rock wall in all three sides except the side where water was flowing….. And the floor was formed by single rock slab where one can walk as the depth of the natural pool was less than a foot…..

As I said… the single rock slab…as the floor….

Climbing up by the side of the fall….

Top of the 3rd fall (5th fall) with the shallow rock pool I mentioned……

With some more climbing…. We reached the base of the 4^th Fall (6^th Fall)

4th Fall… (6th fall)

Guess the height…..

Deep base pool…..

Appreciating the beaty….

So… We kept on climbing… and reached the base of the 5^th fall (7^th fall)….

Climbing up…..

5th fall (7th fall)….

5th fall (7th fall)….

We started again to climb up hill… We passed the 6^th fall (8^th fall)…. But didn’t go to the base…. Went straight to the top of the 6^th fall (8^th fall)…..

Failed attempt to capture the side view of the 6th fall (8th fall)…..

Top of the 6th fall (8th fall)….

From here we could visualize the Delwala road with the tea factory…far away…. Forest covers all the falls and one won’t see a single fall from the Delwala road….. Such a hidden beauty…..And saved from Hydro power projects….

Note the tea factory……

After another climbing we reached the 7^th fall (9^th fall)….  We had a nice shower there…..

7th fall (9th fall)… See our guide climbing down from top of the fall……

7th Fall (9th fall)…

Top half of the 7th fall (9th fall)

My friend having a nice shower….

I too, couldn’t resist a nice shower….

There was another unnamed fall (10^th fall) further uphill according to our guide… But time didn’t permit us to climb further up… So we turned back, and climbed downhill (actually running downhill) and reached the starting point around 4pm…Climbing downhill, our guide took us along a path that lied inside the forest, thus permitting us to climb down the hill within 2 hrs.

Thanks for reading……

It took me about 25 years to make my mind to first climb the Adams peak. But when I did, I realized that only the first part of the old saying is true. (Nogiya ekath modaya, desarayak giya ekath modaya). After trying out Hatton, Rathnapura, Kuruwita and Maliboda trails within just 4 months, I was wondering whether there is any other route to Adams peak. But I didn’t have to wonder much as I found Chathuranga’s article about Hapugasthenna trail in footpath.lk. However it looked like a difficult and challengeable trail for a not so often hiker like me. Finally, surprise, Chathuranga joined the company I work and we were in the same team. So how can I not try out that trail when the hero of the story is in the same team?

After endless discussions about when to go, what to eat, whether we need to carry a gas cooker etc etc, we finally decided to go on just before a long weekend in February 2014 carrying bread, a homemade curry and a couple of Samaposha packets but nothing else (honestly we even forgot to carry sugar and coconut to mix Samaposha with :D).

The journey

After meeting at Pettah bus stand around 5.30 am, we’ve taken the bus to Maskeliya and then from Maskeliya to Nallathanni. We reached Nallathanni around 1 pm. Since it is a beginning of a long weekend, signs showed that there will be a huge crowed by night. After reaching Gangulathenna, we stayed in the Samanalee hotel which is owned by a very good friend of us. After having couple of rotties, we went to the Seethagangula stream which can be found 50m away from the back of the Samanalee hotel and had a good, freezing bath.

We decided to start our journey a bit earlier than planned before as the route became more crowded by every second. Once we reached Indikatu pana, we decided to take the short cut to Rathnapura route to climb the rest.

The route – Click Map to Enlarge

View of the Adam’s peak from Gangulathenna

Sumana Saman dewalaya – Uda maluwa

The last shop in the Rathnapura route run by two former care takers of uda maluwa during off season were very welcoming as expected. They have provided us with Rotty, sambol and a lot of information about the Hapugasthenna route and stories around it. From them, we got to know that the path was cleared very recently by villagers which reduce much of our worries about getting lost in the jungle.

The descend from the starting point of the footpath to base of Adam’s peak was endless hence felt like we were reaching Hapugasthenna plantation in a one go. We met the main feeder stream of baththalu oya in the base of Adam’s peak where we had Rotti and sambol for breakfast.  Once we passed the base, we had to climb for about 400m-500m till we met a flat section.

All our tiredness and pain had gone away once we came to the Paradise (that was the name given by Chathuranga and the gang in footpath.lk and we agreed too).

The camp site was safer as it was a bit above the stream but we had to move rocks and dug to level the site. After managing to level the site to put up both the tents, we started making a fire. The most amazing and miracle thing we observed was no matter how fresh or wet the wood is, it lights up with one blow.

It was a paradise by any mean. Icy cold crystal clear water was deep enough to have a dip, flowers, many cascades and beautiful weather made it a paradise.

Red circle – Water pump room just above the last shop in Rathnapura trail Red arrow – Hapugasthenna foot path

Heaven

Entering into the endless jungle

Samith with the goPro

The footpath goes through the twin trees

Base of Adam’s peak – main/longest feeder stream of Baththalu oya

A very different view of the Adam’s peak

A very different view of the Adam’s peak

Climb up for about 400m-500m

First to arrive, more to relax

Main water fall in the paradise

Main water fall in the paradise

Our camp site

Since it was not flat enough to sleep in the small tent, we kept all our bags inside it and slept in the bigger tent.

Boiling water to make tea – lit up in one blow though the surrounding was so wet.

Samaposha mixed with chocolate

Good morning Paradise

Small waterfall near the swimming pool

Feeding the swimming pool

Jump?

Yes, jump

Good bye Paradise

Better than a concrete road

Did you see the human like face?

Small tree with nothing inside

How small you think? haha

Wondering in the jungle

Not for so long as there were many signs

Beautiful jungle

Beautiful jungle

The highway

Walking in the highway

Green it was

Obstacles

Rooted footpath

No words to explain the beauty of the jungle

Resting in Ramagala?

More obstacles

Green

More green

Welakkara galge

Somarathna ambalama

Rath ganaga

Sunset in Hapugasthenna plantation

Dimo butta

It’s a must do trek for adventure and nature lovers. But do not forget that you enter into a verging forest hence leave nothing but the foot prints. If you are not a regular hiker, it would be easier if you climb down from Adam’s peak. Prepare well, collect information and HAPPY TREKKING.

Thanks for reading.

The rains continued unabated throughout the country wreaking havoc. The ordinary lifestyles were shot to hell and back. Most people lost their lives, property leaving only what they wore and much more. Three quarters of the country came to a standstill as a result. Everyone was affected regardless of their status. At least Mother Nature hasn’t forgotten the rule of equity, treating everyone alike. Something for us to think about when we’ve nowhere to go. The reservoirs were filled to the brim making the authorities open the spill gates. While many people suffered from the adversity, few people, like me, took advantage of the unexpectedly arrived rains. So hunting waterfalls was intensified.

After the journey to Mandaram Nuwara and then to Victoria & Randenigala, I was feeling lonely and jittery. I’m sure Hariya would have thought differently but couldn’t ignore the proverb, “make hay while sun shines”. Watching TV was an agony, and news only managed to rouse the adventurer in me showing all the overflowing reservoirs, tanks and waterfalls. When they showed St. Claire in full flow, my heart not only missed just one beat, but quite a few. How wonderful even to see her come alive on TV. I was craving for the big moment. The news once again showed that the spills of wretched Upper Kotmale Reservoir were open so I could wait no longer. The next morning I called Morgan, and found out St. Claire was really blooming.

Day 01

I didn’t need a second invitation, getting ready hurriedly I was out of the house like a bullet and informed Morgan of my imminent arrival. The bus didn’t move fast enough as I kept shifting about the seat itching for one of the long-awaited moments in my life.

Tour Highlights: 

1. Devon Falls, Pathana.
2. Pathana Ella, Pathana.
3. St. Claire Falls, Thalawakele.
4. Thalawakele Ella, Thalawakele.
5. Rama Bhajan, Great Western.
6. Nanu Oya Bridge Falls & Nanu Oya Ella, Nanu Oya.
7. Glassaugh Falls, Nanu Oya.
8. Lovers’ Leap, Hawa Eliya.
9. Galwala Ella, Hawa Eliya.
10. Glen Falls, Nuwara Eliya.

Devon Falls

I know now you’re beginning to groan. I’ve shown you this lady before, quite a few times but what can I do when she gets all dressed up and give me her beautiful smile? Everytime is different from the ones before. Maybe my eyes playing tricks on me but I can’t help it. There was a mist spread out very thinly before her giving me a flirtatious look.

Well, I’ll just let you look at a few pictures without me bragging about her beauty.

Devon Bungalow

Tea center at Devon viewing point

Close up

Devon with a thin layer of mist in front

Gorgeous

Water level is healthy

Portrait

The top

And the bottom

Pathana Ella

Oh hello, where did you spring from? This is someone I’ve been eyeing for a long time. When we were walking from Nanu Oya to Talawakele, we could see another waterfall before Devon Falls closes to the Devon Cabanas. She was more prominent during our Nawalapitiya to Pundaluoya waterfall tour as well. However everytime she eluded our prying eyes. Even this time she would have done the same hadn’t I been walking from Devon to St. Claire. After the photo shootout with the Devon Falls, I decided to walk towards the St. Claire, something I’d always wanted to do.

Walking helped me do two things. 1. I got the chance to see the full package of St. Claire. That’s something many people miss. Most of us stop by the viewing platform and enjoy the Niagara like upper section without bothering too much about the lower part barely visible. If you look at her from the railway line, you will get a better view of the lower part but not the whole thing. There is this little stretch along the road for about 50m (passing Devon walking towards Talawakele, you’ll see a hotel to your left, still being built I guess. From here you can view her beautifully) where you can clearly see the full falls, both top and bottom. However, the extreme left corner of the wider upper part is not very well visible. You are gonna get a front row seat for that show in a short while. So get your cola and the popcorn handy.

Looking at St. Claire is like undergoing hypnosis therapy. You simply block out the rest of your surrounding concentrating solely on her. Today was no exception but for some lucky stroke, I could barely see the top of this waterfall and my brain tapped a few keys bringing back the stored away file on her. Now don’t you get the wrong idea about this particular file?

So after the show with St. Claire (I’ll come to her next) I started walking along the estate road that runs parallel to the main road but at a lower level. The turn off to this is at the hotel I mentioned above, about 100m from Devon. There’s even set of stairs should you miss the turn off, about 50m further towards Talawakele (this is the stretch to view St. Claire fully so I too took the stairs) that would bring you down to the estate road which is in good condition.

Walking down you will notice the Devon cabanas to your left. Just go on for about a couple hundred meters and you will see this beautiful fall to your right starting under a bridge then falling in three main sections before hitting the base. To get a better and frontal view, just get up to the tea estate infested with leeches during the showery season. I didn’t mind the blood suckers so got up and saw how gorgeous a girlie she is. Morgan called me having come to the St. Claire viewing point and after a short stay; I jumped onto the road and waved down a tuk-tuk to my destiny. This of course gave me the chance to take out nearly a dozen leeches that were digging into my socks. St. Claire, here I come.

The path below the A6 through the tea patch

Here it is

There she is

Can see the main road and the bridge too

The center mass

Lower part

The base pool

Getting through the tea estate towards the center mass

There she is framed by turpentine trees

The portrait

Upper part

The middle

There’s the lower segment

St. Claire Falls

I reached the point and met ever so cheerful Morgan. However my mind became numb when I saw St. Claire. Where was all that water? She was back to her dried up self, but the water levels were a little better, especially when I saw the bottom part closer to Devon, very much like the Dunhinda. Apart from that, the upper section was in the same dismal state but I couldn’t stop looking at her and taking a few dozen pictures.

Oh St. Claire, I’m disappointed once again but nothing will discourage me from seeing you again. I’ll wait be waiting for the moment when you’re in full flow, even if it takes the rest of my life. Feeling very sad, we headed into the Pundaluoya road where there is a short cut that goes to the Great Western tea factory.

View from the main road close to Devon

Closing in

Relatively more water

The last bit of water

The lower part usually goes unnoticed by many

The full package from the distance

See the difference in the water level

Dismal looking St. Claire

The cables ruining the pic

Zoomed in

Resumed train services up to Nanu Oya

Thalawakele Ella

This is when I saw yet again a waterfall close to the railway crossing. This is the same Kotmale Oya flowing before joining the reservoir. Getting out of the tuk-tuk, I walked along the railway line and came to this beauty.

She is not a very tall and long-legged one but a short and a slightly rotund girl. Sliding down across a wider rocky area creating many small cascades was a sight to enjoy. Well, time was going on, so far the rain mysteriously kept away for the first time in a about a week. It’d been continuously raining so hard and Morgan claimed this was a day sent right from the heaven. We got back in the tuk-tuk and took the badly damaged road to his house.

There she is

Sliding along and jumping from rock layer to another

Similar to steps-like Nanu Oya Ella

Close up

Wide view

Railway towards Watagoda

The legendary Great Western Mountain was towering the whole area but she refused flatly to show herself. The thick cover of mist hung lovingly around here head and shoulders not revealing much. Yet under the curtain I felt her smile with me. This is where my life of traveling took off like a spacecraft and continuing its relentless journey exploring to date (check out the Great Western Hike). So she’s someone who is very dear to my heart.

Having arrived at Morgan’s place and meet his two sons felt good. I guess it was me and Prince who stayed at his house first. Since then he’d had a lot of visitors wanting to climb this mighty mountain. Some of them even had stayed at his house. Just a quick word on the accommodation at his place. He now has a room free should any visitors come along. Four people can sleep in it, but can squeeze in a couple more. He provides meals which are very cheap but excellent. I’m sure anyone who is going there will enjoy his company. After a quick cup of coffee we set off towards the station, mainly to see the mountain in the evening. The sky kept gloomy throughout but towards the afternoon there was a bit of sunshine, maybe to bless my arrival.

Morgan said that there was nothing but continuous rain for the last couple of months, especially the last week with no sun whatsoever. However, I was spared the trouble from the moment I left home as not a hint of rain was in the way. We walked along the wet railway line reliving the past. It was great to be there once again and the chill was beginning to set in. The train services which had been temporarily halted in the upcountry line till Rambukkana, had started from today (another blessing from my arrival, now don’t be annoyed at me being boastful) up to Nanu Oya. There was a major earth slip at Ambewela washing away the ground beneath the track as long as some 80ft. There had been a few others around Ella making the life so difficult for the railway department.

It’s not only the railway department that has suffered but hundreds of people who depend on the train were also affected. Among those are the vendors such as Morgan who make their living thanks to the train. For the past week, those had suffered a lot living with bare minimum as their income came to an abrupt still. Now the train is running up to Nanu Oya, hopefully it’ll get back to normal soon. After a walk around the station, we reached the safety of Morgan’s and had a hot bath. The dinner was delicious Thosai with Chicken and Dhal Curry. Morgan kept marveling at the fact that it didn’t rain giving the full credit to me, I felt like the Rain God.

Getting closer to Morgan’s

Kissable Great Western over the roof

There she is hiding behind the mist

Such a beauty

Towards the station

Came on the way to Nanu Oya

Having a nice chat

Good old Great Western station, where I started my traveling fiesta

Poor fellow, note the left hind leg is gone

An amazing place

Morgan’s son got a puzzle as to what to choose

Father observing son’s work

Dinner ready

Rama Bhajan

We got back home and had a hot bath thanks to Morgan. It revived my tired limbs after an exciting day. After a delicious Thosai dinner while I was lolling in the comfortable settee, Morgan came and told that there’s something called “Rama Bhajan” happening around the village and soon they’ll visit his place. I was curious as this is yet another Tamil custom unknown to us. I got my camera ready and was waiting impatiently for the group to appear while Morgan told me what this really was.

This is a custom usually starts one month before the Thaipongal Festival usually falls in Jan. As this time it was on 15 Jan, the customary preparations had started on 15 Dec. The kids of the village (not all, only the willing ones) go to the Kovil at the start of the period. They’ll remain there for the rest of the time until the Thaipongal Festival. These kids and even their families remain fully vegetarian throughout the period. During the time, the kids visit the neighborhood, singing these rhythmic poetic songs which are called “Rama Bhajan”. The villagers treat them with food and drinks. Some even give some money which goes to the Kovil’s fund.

When they visited the place, I was fully ready with my camera. Morgan and his family kept an oil lamp on the porch with some ash. There was a bunch of kids at various ages probably between 6 and 16. They were signing the Rama Bhajan loudly (I managed to take a short video as well) and were carrying two pictures of the gods. It was an extraordinary experience.

Blowing on the conch shell

The religious rituals

The boys carrying the pics and statues

Close up of them

There’s the gang

Enjoy the Video of Rama Bhajan.

The cold was creeping in when I settled comfortably under the blankets. Surprisingly there were a few mosquitoes hovering around singing their awful songs at me trying to take a poke at me. The half-inch thick blanket was too much for them to handle and after a few failed attempts, they left for an easy prey. The sleep enveloped me while my thoughts still were with St. Claire. Gosh, ain’t I ever gonna see her in full flow again?

Day 02

My alarm went off at 6am but I had beaten it and was listening for any sign of the rain as it was threatening menacingly to pour down. I wasn’t worried though as it was not much I had planned for the day. There wasn’t a good deal of walking and what I had planned could have managed with an umbrella with no problem always the winds kept in check. I got up to find the morning rays streaming through the window. The household was still quiet save for Morgan’s wife busy in the kitchen. I opened the front door and there it was right in front of me. Today is the last of 2014, it dawned on me out of nowhere. And the sky was royal blue with a few patches of white clouds. The sun was shining in full force as if compensating for the past week. The leaves were very still meaning no hint of wind. I couldn’t have asked for anything better and while I was enjoying the warmth Morgan joined me exclaiming I had brought with me the long lost sun.

We could see the gorgeous Great Western Mountain through the branches from his garden, showing herself and looking very serene and beautiful as ever. I was impatient for a better look and had a wash in the ice cold water (well I simply didn’t care one way or the other) and got dressed. I simply ran out of the house while Morgan kept up with me till the railway line. What awaited me simply took my breath away.

She had put on a new green wrap and had pushed the mist away. The sun that rose above the mountains towards Nanu Oya and beyond bathed her with golden rays. The picture was simply perfect. We inhaled the fresh mountain air deeply feeling the scent of the washed trees and grass mixed with soil. The Lion’s Rock where the Singamalai Tunnel, the longest in Sri Lanka with over half kilometer in length, is rising to the sky. To her right faintly visible amid the fog was sacred Sri Pada Mountain. My morning became a whole lot better after seeing that. Just to adding something to the lion’s rock. Even though we all know that this is called the lion’s rock (Singamalai = Singam + Malai in Tamil giving the same meaning), I met one of the railway officials, an engine driver to be exact another time, who claimed this is also called the Duke’s Nose. He further revealed that was mentioned in one of the old English articles he had come across.

According to the article, the shape of the rock gives the impression of it being similar to a nose of someone in the upper echelon, thus the name Duke’s Nose. Interesting things we come across.

It was simply amazing and while I was enjoying the view, everyone in the nearby villages got busy putting their wet clothes out to dry. For a whole week, they hadn’t been able to do that.  Morgan got a call saying the morning goods train from Nawalapitiya to Nanu Oya was on the way so we hurried to have our breakfast and be back to the station. The day was beginning with everything I could have wished but let’s see how it is as the day wears off.

Good morning lady!

Riding lessons

Playful dogs

Circus time

Morning rays lighting the GW, can you see the rainbow?

No sign of a train

Clearer view

Our train to Nanu Oya

Nanu Oya Bridge Falls & Nanu Oya Ella

After a hearty breakfast we got back to the station having bid farewell to Morgan’s family. The train arrived few minutes after 8.30am we we got on board. The Great Western looked sensual in the morning and I was craning my neck out of the window to see her. This was an amazing sight. Reaching Radella, I saw the Radella Falls just passing the station at the bridge. There was more water compared to last time but no way of taking a good picture. I managed only a pot shot through the moving train.

We reached Nanu Oya around 9am and left walked back along the railway to the Nanu Oya Ella but not before taking a long range sniper shot at the upper Glassaugh Falls in the extreme distance. The station was quiet unlike other 31 Dec when it’s bustling with passengers. Only a handful of locals were there another we walked on. Passing the bridge we turned into the left side road that goes downhill. However I stopped to inspect the falls under the bridge that goes unnoticed by many but the increased flow of water called us for attention. She was beautiful and having slid along the rocky surface, suddenly fell into a deep recess making a nice little falls. Thus giving her the name Nanu Oya Bridge Falls. I wanted to get down the slope and get a better picture as there were the inevitable tree cover but it seemed too dangerous. So feeling impatient to see Nanu Oya Falls, we went further downhill.

Passing the tea factory to our left, we turned to our right and whoa, the sight of this falling beauty made me stop in my tracks fumbling for the camera. The increase in the water level was plain to see as she danced down the steps before running under the bridge making another big cascade visible from the tea patch further up the road among thick foliage which we came about while going to see the Glassaugh Falls.

I enjoyed the sight especially the black bridge overhead adding color and contrast to the background. We were lucky to get a glimpse of the S12 passing overhead last time we visited this (Watch the Video) but this time no such luck as the number of trains running were few and far between. How many of you have seen or at least known that there are two more sections of the Nanu Oya Ella up the tea patch beyond the bridge? To see that, you have to walk along the railway and you’ll see the extreme top part and the mid-section by the bridge but getting down to them are tricky but not impossible. However the sight from the bridge was very good so we didn’t have to get down.

Having spent a long time we continued along the road to the lower part of Glassaugh Falls that is only a few meters ahead.

Giving the signal

Taken from the moving train, very picturesque

Another

Radella Falls

Nanu Oya station

Glassaugh Falls zoomed from the station

Walking backwards

The bridge before the station

Engineering marvels

Here’s Nanu Oya Bridge Falls

Plenty of water

Front view

Closer look

Another

Not possible to get to the base

The view is blocked by the trees

Glassaugh Estate factory

There’s Nanu Oya Ella

The bridge above, the upper part can be seen from the bridge

Lot of water

The road goes in front

Too much sun

There you go

Steps

Religious beliefs

Morgan waiting for me

Glassaugh Falls

Glassaugh Falls has three distinguishing parts. The lowest is only a few meters from the Nanu Oya Ella right by the estate road. From here you can see the top and mid sections as well but not clear enough. Similar to the Nanu Oya Ella, there is an overhead bridge but not so visible. You can see the mid segment from the bridge if you walk along the railway line which we did.

The lower section, that was nothing but a tiny trickle down last time, was flowing beautifully this time thanks to all the rains. After the rituals, we went uphill where the road circles and meet the railway line. Last time we did the rail hike, we went on the same road and as a result missed out the stretch between and those two bridges overhead and the upper parts of the falls. However this time I managed to make it up for the lost 500-600m on the track with some stunning parts of the falls.

Coming up to the railway, we crossed and went further up the road another 100-150m till we came to the Nanu Oya Tamil School. The road goes to the left of the school but there is a typical estate road not used much branching to the right in front of the school. You will see two large solar panels as well. There’s a short cut that will cut down the length by half which we took on the return journey. Soon as you cross the railway line, there is a set cement steps that goes uphill through the tea estate joining with the same road I mentioned before. We walked along the road full of slippery green moss that was scary to walk on. We could see the surrounding being washed down by the hot rays of the newly risen sun as if to renew the world after the great washout.

300-400m will bring you to the top and the most notable part of the Glassaugh Falls that is close to 50ft in height and wide maybe 20+ft. We enjoyed the company for some time before going back this time taking the shorter path back to the railway track. Walking along we first reached the Glassaugh Falls Bridge with the mid part to our left falling sexily. The top part too was visible but not the whole package. We walked further finding the Nanu Oya Ella Bridge and like the Glassaugh Falls Bridge, we saw the upper parts of the Nanu Oya Ella to the left. There is a small top part and a larger mid-section close to each other. The pictures of them are given above under the sub heading Nanu Oya Ella.

Within a km or so, there are three large railway bridges in this part showing what it must have been like to build the upcountry line. They built those bridges to last long and strong.  Even after a century or so, they are still standing proudly telling us about the engineering marvels of the good old days while modern ones fall apart at the slightest disturbance. We walked back to the station and then onto the road looking for a bus to get to another place close to me, Nuwara Eliya. I tend to get the chance to visit her even for a brief period close to the end of every year.

Lower most part

Closer

Another

Clearer shot

Glassaugh falls below the bridge along the road

Closer

Factory

Closer view

We crossed the railway line and started going uphill

These were at the Nanu Oya Tamil School, turn towards them

Here’s the slippery path

What a view

Morgan beat me to it

Sensational, ain’t she?

Awesome

Top

Bottom

From the front

Wide angle

Morgan posing

Side view

Walking towards the bridges

The first where the middle of Glassaugh Falls is to the left

Here she is

The upper part zoomed from there

Portrait

The part that falls under the bridge

Close up

The second one where the Nanu Oya Ella is

Upper part

Upper most segment

And the other

Down she goes

Towards Glassaugh Falls from the road over the station

Lovers’ Leap Falls

We reached Nuwara Eliya around 11am. Getting off at the temple we could see the Glen Falls in the distance over the Grand Hotel and the buildings around. She has also become seasonal with a height around 30ft now was active thanks to the rains. We didn’t stop to enjoy her as we were pressed for time. We might get a chance for a sniper shot on our way back. The main Nuwara Eliya-Welimada-Badulla Road had caved in close to Gregory Lake cutting off the traffic. The vehicles were rerouted through the Kandapola Road. On any other time in Dec, especially the 31st, Nuwara Eliya would be chaotic with thousands of tourists wandering around in groups wrapped up in their multi-colored sweaters talking nonstop shooting with their cameras but this Dec 31st was something entirely different. Nuwara Eliya was like a ghost town, the streets were empty, apart from the locals who were doing the last minute shopping, and there were only a handful of tourists about. We had this irresistible city pretty much for ourselves thanks to the landslides and heavy rains. According to the locals, Nuwara Eliya was almost cut off from the rest of the country as all of the entering roads were blocked by the horrific landslides and fallen rocks in the last couple of days.

We got into an overloaded Boralanda bus in front of the Victoria Park that drove dangerously fast. Getting only a tiny foothold on the footboard I felt like flying in the winds. Thankfully the misery came to an end at the Nuwara Eliya hospital as nearly whole the bus was emptied. We got off at Boralanda with Pedro Tea Factory to our right and the Bomburu Ela Reservoir that feeds the Uva-Paranagama valley, beyond that. I was tempted to go see that too but we simply had no time. So we continued along the Pedro Estate road which is terrible, not good for anything other than a tuk-tuk, tractor or a jeep. You’re anyway better off walking. It’s about 1-1.5km to the Lovers’ Leap Falls. We walked avoiding the muddy areas as best as we could. The rocky hill to the right of Lovers’ Leap Falls was rising into the clear blue sky. However there was a thick cloud of mist floating from the Welimada valley engulfing Boralanda.

The walk was very pleasurable and we got glimpses of this beautiful and unique fall in the distance. The Kovil that was merely a cement step now has been constructed well. Walking through the gate of the Kovil we found the well-used footpath to the base of the falls. Even though I’d been to this lovely lady before (another late December) it didn’t feel like so. She was beautiful in a completely different way. I took pictures of her and getting closer to the base was very tough as the crashing down water sent millions of droplets shooting at you as if warning you not to get any closer. I obeyed fully and got only as close as she would allow then took a path that goes uphill the right of the falls to get a side view.

Afterwards, we bid farewell to her but to our disgust, saw many left beer cans, plastic bottles and polythene bags among the trees and bushes.  It’s not easy getting the reckless and careless tourists to take care of the Mother Nature. Let’s hope at least the next generation will be more careful. We took another short cut climbing straight down through the tea patch and then entering a village, passing a bigger Kovil finally getting to the main road about 1km before where we got off and took to the path.

This is one of my favorite designs of the Stupa

Top of it

Chuda Manikya can be seen

Simply beautiful

Pedro Factory

The hills towards Lovers’ Leap

Their day goes on

Couple of foreigners trying to pose for pics

Hills

View of the Boralanda Town and houses in many colors

Done as if with a foot ruler

Kovil before the falls

Other side

There she is

Portrait

Closer

Upper part like a rocky boat

Was hard to get any closer

Wide angle

Plunging down

Another view

Going back

Busy at work

Harvest

Beautiful flower

Common ones

Not very sweet

Plenty of them

Galwala Ella

Got a bus and got off at the hospital. We were thirsty so had a quick soft drink before walking towards the hospital. Take the road to the right of the hospital that will go in a semi-circle and at the end will be the Galwala Ella. We could see the falls clearly even from the main road signaling the rains had done the trick. She too is a seasonal falls only coming alive during the heavy rains. Among the large crowd of people going to the hospital for the midday visit, we were carried on. We then took the road to the right and followed it close to a km till the falls.

She was great looking and the houses around were busy with people trying to dry their clothes in the long delayed sun. The stream originates from the Piduruthalagala range and due to the position of large rocks along the stream, the name Galwala Ella. It’s said that during the colonial era, the British soldiers used this as a bathing place. There is a tank built on the top diverting water to the city and as a result, she only comes alive during the heavy rains. We were lucky to have been at the ideal time.

After the typical Sri Photo Gallery, we got back feeling ravenous and got a bus to the Nuwara Eliya town.

A rare sighting

Where the English Soldiers bathed

Upper part

Bottom

Portrait

Beet root

Good-bye sweet heart

Glen Falls

We had a lunch of Wadei and Masala Thosai washed down with Ginger Beer. We felt better and got to find a bus to Nanu Oya. The next bus was due in about half hour so we took a walk towards the racecourse hoping to get a look at this beauty as well. She too like many waterfalls in Nuwara Eliya has become a seasonal fall as the water is diverted to supply the never ending demand in the city.

We could get a very good view from the front of racecourse and thanks to the long reach managed not only some long range shots but a short video clip as well. Just as I was finishing the thing, the bus appeared making us jump. We managed to get in and Morgan found that the S12 had reached Talawakele on her way to Nanu Oya. I was to take it back to Colombo. We arrived at the station with plenty of time to spare. The train arrived with only a handful of passengers coz this was only the second day since they resumed operations after the earth slips.

Another attractive buildings

The Nuwara Eliya gardens isolated

Another of this

Serene-looking Buddha

Wish I was the owner

No rides for them or their owners

Another rare sighting of Glen Falls

Almost dead due to water diversion

Falling on

Comes alive only during heavy rains

Race course

Grand stadium

Getting in, I had a whole second class carriage to myself, something that’s not likely to happen again. So having inspected all the seats, I finally made up my mind where to sit. Morgan accompanied me up to Great Western where we parted company. It was good to be there once again and looking at the Great Western Mountain, made me wanna climb her once again. Well, I might as well do it, you never know with me.

Well folks, that is the end of the 16th dedicated waterfall tour. I’ve only got 5 more to beat the Tour de France. Hopefully I’ll get the chance to do so in 2015.

Thanks for patiently reading up to now. I’ll bid you farewell for now. By the time I finish this fairy tale, I’d done another big one, something only a handful of the ordinary folks would have the luxury of doing.

It’s another fairy tale, I’ll see with that in the future.

Till then, be safe and keep traveling.

Cheers,

Sri…

I wanted to start my trip calendar of 2015 with some fresh waterfalls hunting following heavy rains of end of 2014. My first visit to Bambarakanda happened in 2010 and this is after 5 years. Bambarakanda area doesn’t have much rain during last two weeks. But feeding lands of these waterfalls-Hortain plains had such heavy rain. Therefore waterfalls showed their full phase in our visit.

We reached Bambarakanda resort cottage around 8.30am and Mrs. Sera Mayakaduwa (owner of the cottage) was ready with our breakfast and the guide. Following the breakfast we started the journey. It was a circular trail we planned like as follows:

Bambarakanda Resort Cottage-> Bambarakanda waterfall and it’s upper one->Lanka Ella-> Yalathanna Falls-> Uduwara and Nagadowa Falls-> Returned to Bambarakanda Resort Cottage.

Walking along Colombo-Badulla road towards Bambarakanda

Peaks of the area- Black circle-Wangedigala (වන්ගෙඩිගල), Blue circle-Balathuduwa (බලතුඩුව) , Yellow circle-Gommolliya Kanda (ගොම්මොල්ලිය කන්).

Recently found archeology attraction. This is called Gala Pita Gala (ගලපිටගල)

Surrounding view

View of Bambarakanda Waterfall from Bambarakanda Resort cottage. Two markers: Black circle- Bambarakanda Lovers. Red circle-Sleeping man. But I can’t spot them

.

All in one-Bambarakanda Waterfall, Gommolliya Kanda, Balathuduwa and Wangedigala

View of Bambarakanda waterfall over Bambarakanda Resort Cottage.

We walked down along the main road up to the entrance of Bambarakanda waterfall trail. Now they have made a foot pathway with cement steps to the base pool of Bambarakanda waterfall. There is an observation desk at base pool of Bambarakanda waterfall where we had a full view of the tallest fall of Sri Lanka. It was difficult to save our cameras getting wet from droplets of the waterfall shakes with wind.

Starting the journey

Front view of the waterfall

Water from Bambarakanda waterfall

Time for a snap

Nicely made cement steps towards the base pool