One Saturday off in a month and the crunch for exploration was at its peak… Dad and I decided to board the train to sit in a bus.. I mean.. We wanted to travel in the “RailBus”- the only one still running in the country. And it plies only between Bangarpet (literally translates to Gold Market in Kannada) and KGF a.k.a. Kolar Gold Fields.
It leaves Bangarpet at 9.00.a.m and returns by noon. Again leaves Bangarpet by 5.30.p.m and returns before its dark. So, technically we wanted to reach Bangarpet before 9.00.a.m. But the laziness that had set in because of a hectic week at work led to waking up late and we had to board the Bangarpet-Bangalore express at 9.45.a.m from Cantonment railway station. So the entire idea of railbus travel flopped even before it happened. ALAS..!!!
We walked up from Bangarpet railway junction to the dusty town and boarded a private bus that took us to KGF which had passengers 2.5XFOS (2.5 times the Factor of Safety) the bus was designed for..!! And our arrival at the destination was rather fast considering the time we had before we breathed our last with the very little air we had in there to breathe(forget Oxygen) in the completely choked up bus 😛 (I seriously don’t know how to put our plight in words..!!)
KGF.. The road welcomes you with a continuous stretch of this really awesome looking hill on one side and an old dusty town on the other side. It is dusty because it is a mining hub and it has a hill because of the same reason.. These hills are called cyanide dumps- the slurry left over after gold extraction from the mines using Cyanide based alkalis are dumped here and this has hardened over time making it look like a hill- it reminded me of the formations in the Grand Canyon for some reason.
From here, we again boarded a bus to reach the “Kotilingeshwara temple” This place is said to have more than 1 crore Shivalingas- all donated by people. Though I’m not a very religious person, I wanted to visit the place for the history it unfolds. And soon it was pack-up time for us as the scorching sun had sucked out most of our energy and most of all.. We had to return to Bangarpet before we could miss a glance of the sole reason of our trip..!! And.. We were back at BWT junction as per schedule.
The loner was resting in the shade of a tree. And the engine driver/ loco pilot obliged to open the door and let us have a look at the inside of the train. It felt nice to see the last one left in the country but the trip ended soon –of course with a heavy heart that we could not travel in it 😥