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		<title>17 Days.</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Apr 2010 05:34:50 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Srikanth Perinkulam</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[31st March &#8217;10. A few days back, I was mentioning to a friend of mine – Kerala is actually not ‘Gods’ own country’ during summers. Today as I sit by the window of a state transport bus bound towards Ernakulam from Munnar, I take back my statement. The cool gusts of evening breeze from the omnipresent coconut and Banana trees, the winding roads cutting through the Western Ghats, the narrow age old over-bridges on the canals and water-ways, the yellow haze of the sun as dusk sets in and the distinct architectural splendor portrayed by each of houses round the corner &#8211; Cruising in 80s on the barely twenty feet wide ghat roads, I realize there’s something ethereal about this place as I’m left to the mercy of the short mustached man behind the wheels. I just got back home from a long – or should I say, very long trip from deep down south. This for one was way too different from my regular trips. There was quite an element of predictability and specific destinations and timelines were charted out even before I left Hyderabad. But looking back at the places that I’ve covered during this 17 day vacation and more so the short yet invaluable time I got to spend at each of these distinct locations, I’m more than glad things turned out the way they did! The informal TFI meet at Pune on the 20th, for which I’d made last minute bookings and changes in my itinerary....]]></description>
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		<title>Meeting Paruammai</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Apr 2010 04:50:38 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Srikanth Perinkulam</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s about 04:30Hrs and there&#8217;s not a single soul or bus in the stand. At about 05:00hrs, a tea vendor rides in on his bicycle. I check with him if there&#8217;s a direct bus to Pallavur to which he responds in affirmative stating the first one should be leaving at about 05:30hrs. He even obliges to get me on to the right bus once it comes in -  Buses in Kerala are mostly marked in Malayalam and unless you know to read the language, It becomes a bit difficult in boarding the right bus. I&#8217;m amazingly pleased and gulp about three glasses of his hot masala tea.Buses start rolling into the stand one by one. It so appears that this gentleman is quite popular in the Bus stand and all the Drivers seem to know him by the name. He individually goes about handing over tea and flower garlands[For the deities in the buses] to each of the drivers. Slowly the Bus stand comes to life with newspaper vendors and the omnipresent &#8216;Lottery ticket wallahs&#8217;. [I'm amazed at how the Lottery fever has struck Kerala. You'd find folks selling tickets at any given point of time at any given nook and corner of the state (religious places included!). Some day I should get back and try figuring out how this whole system works!] At 05:30hrs, as promised I&#8217;m &#8216;packed off&#8217; in the right bus and the conductor is instructed to drop me off at Pallavur. The bus lazily winds up....]]></description>
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		<title>The long pending meet&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 18 Mar 2010 19:50:53 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Srikanth Perinkulam</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Well, today is the ninth day as an &#8216;Outfoscion&#8217; and despite the initial hiccups the transition has been real smooth. It took me a couple of days to let the feeling really sink in and to get adjusted to the relaxed carefree schedule of my self imposed &#8216;break&#8217; before I join TFI.  The first two days were probably the most demanding in terms of getting &#8216;acclimatised&#8217;. I wake up at seven in the morning and I already have a feeling of not having done anything. Preparing a relaxed breakfast [ as much as I was looking forward to] for some weird reason looked quite  boring.12:00 at noon, I realise there&#8217;s no company for lunch. And at about six as I sit before the lappy after a long siesta, the peace seemed to be even more troubling than the incessant honks from the traffic that my ear has got accustomed to from the past three years. But after a couple of days it was as if the sea had calmed down altogether. I could swiftly alter my body cycle to adjust to this &#8216;new phase&#8217; of my life and the days are no more &#8216;boring&#8217;.  Every other day I&#8217;m reminded of some job that I&#8217;d long left unattended and to see them being closed out one by one by itself gives me  some kind of an achievement&#8230;Well, Now is when I guess I best appreciate when people say It&#8217;s kinda nice to slow done every once in a while&#8230; Late tomorrow....]]></description>
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		<title>The Junglethlon!</title>
		<link>http://srikanthperinkulam.com/blog/2009/12/the-junglethlon/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Dec 2009 19:29:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Srikanth Perinkulam</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The first time I got to hear about the Junglethlon through facebook, I RSVPd blindly considering it to be yet another event and planned to keep it as a backup option. My year end outdoor escapade then was to either ride through Kerala in the second week of December or ride to Araku over the Christmas weekend. Eventually November and December turned out to be pretty hectic, with very little time left to put forth an action plan. With all plans crashing I hesitantly decided to head to Pench for the Junglethlon. Activities abound, days flew by and it was already time for the Pench visit. The event was for three days starting December 25th. Ram and I had initially decided to reach Nagpur a day in advance and visit the Kanha Wildlife sanctuary. A bit of googling and we realised this plan was not really feasible as Kanha was about 255kms from Nagpur. A day before we depart from Hyderabad, I check with Pradeep on &#8216;places to visit&#8217; around Nagpur and jot down a couple of locations. December 23rd &#8211; Wednesday We&#8217;re at the station by 20:30hrs all set awaiting the arrival of Nizamuddin express.  The train was scheduled to arrive at about 22:30hrs. As we idle away time, I realise it&#8217;s close to about a year that I last travelled by train. For the last few months, most of my travel was impromptu and bus travel [tickets being the easiest to get  at any point of time] somehow....]]></description>
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		<title>What it takes to travel&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://srikanthperinkulam.com/blog/2009/06/what-it-takes-to-travel/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Jun 2009 13:13:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Srikanth Perinkulam</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[economic travel ideas]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[One very common question that I&#8217;m asked when I meet people in person who&#8217;ve come across my blog is how and why I travel so frequently. Today I received two e-mails from people whom I&#8217;ve not even met asking me the same question. I&#8217;ve never really given much thought to this per se, so I thought I&#8217;d chalk this out here. Passion: I travel because I need to! Ever since my graduation, I&#8217;ve trained my brain to reject monotony in any form. And travel happened to be one major part of it! As you start venturing out, you realise how much you&#8217;ve missed and that there&#8217;s a lot more to &#8216;living life&#8217; than the regular 8 to 5 job. Travel in a way gives you a different perspective to look at things and believe me, solutions at times too! Diversity: If there&#8217;s one reason why I transformed from an introvert moron to an extrovert[ Still a moron!]- It&#8217;s travel. You end up meeting so many different people from different places that the diversity at times threatens to take you off your roots. Okay, thats more of an exaggeration &#8211; But you get it. The best part is, you get to relate to things much better once you&#8217;re exposed to a different groups culture and habits. It&#8217;s basically understanding  history through a different person&#8217;s perspective! My latest escapade was to the north &#8211; Himachal Pradesh. And boy, what a learning it was! Finance: I travel on a meager budgets. I set....]]></description>
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		<title>The Moron, the bike and the Himalayas &#8211; Jalori Pass Biking Expedition</title>
		<link>http://srikanthperinkulam.com/blog/2009/06/the-moron-the-bike-and-the-himalayas-jalori-pass-biking-expedition/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Jun 2009 16:51:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Srikanth Perinkulam</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The milestone reads &#8211; Sojha 1Km. The three of us are literally panting for breath. The altimeter on Bala&#8217;s digital watch states 400 more meters is yet to be covered. Far ahead we see a state transport bus inching its way up the curves of the road. A gust of wind gets the thin air moving and suddenly from somewhere I get this sudden urge and energy to pedal the last km of upslope. I bluntly retort to Bala that his altimeter was wrong for some self motivation and crave for my calf muscles to stand with me. Every revolution on the crank seems to sap the almost drained out energy. I just didn&#8217;t want to push my bike up the slope in the last one Km! I close my eyes and pedal almost oblivious of the steep valley to the left, give it all I have and in that seemingly endless five minutes and finally reach the next milestone which hazily reads &#8211; Jalori 5km. If there was a device on earth that could register those few important moments, I would have done my might to procure it and put it to use here. There&#8217;s this quite prominent line that says its the destination that&#8217;s not important but the journey that leads you there. At 3500mts above sea level, about one-third the height of Mt. Everest. I realize just once again how true this is as my second personal goal for this year is checked off list in the....]]></description>
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		<title>Kawal wildlife sanctuary &#8211; The Moron vs. the Wild</title>
		<link>http://srikanthperinkulam.com/blog/2009/05/kawal-wildlife-sanctuary-the-moron-vs-wild/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 02 May 2009 09:00:24 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Srikanth Perinkulam</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Anirudh revs up the Dicor&#8217;s engine one last time to get the huge stone that&#8217;s stuck beneath the chassis. The tire only slips further into the loose gravel and refuses to budge from the stone incine that we&#8217; d created. 13:30hrs. Scorching 45 degrees outside.No sleep, no breakfast; Five hours of non-stop walk in the highly de-forested wildlife sanctuary, a dried up river bed on the right and two highly dehydrated people from the team yet to make their way to the car. Anirudh swings the car&#8217;s door open, hurls himself to the drivers seat, switches on the AC and escapes into oblivion. I follow suit. April 30th &#8217;09 We&#8217;re to leave Gachibowly by 16:30hrs. 17:30hrs and Guru is yet to receive his 1942 Ford Jeep by which we were to head to Nirmal forests for a three days quarantine in a wildlife sanctuary. The five of us [ Guru, Ani, Ramraj, Venu and I] finally get to leave Gachibowli at 20:00hrs after a series of delays. Snailing through the city&#8217;s traffic we finally touch the outskirts by about 21:00hrs exiting through Shamirpet. A splendid ride for about an hour and a half and we break for dinner at Gangaram. Thanks to the military canvas water sacs slung on either side of the jeep, we have some real good chilled water. Soon we push towards Karimnagar via Siddipet. A lorry driver guides us through the Karimnagar town and from the outskirts asks us to drive straight towards Lakshettipet. Nirmal is....]]></description>
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		<title>The Kalsubai Call&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://srikanthperinkulam.com/blog/2009/03/the-kalsubai-call/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 17 Mar 2009 18:07:17 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Srikanth Perinkulam</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[14th Mar ´09 18:15hrs. We´re half way up the first stage and my cell beeps with a message &#8211; ´Debi has a fatal fall. Critical. Call ASAP´. Limited network on the hillock just does not allow the call to fall through.  Debashish and a couple of his friends had been to Kerala and were scaling down the Chembra peak that Saturday.evening.We´d just started hiking up Kalsubai. I had met Debi,Roy, Manas and Rahul during one of my regular visits to Hyderabad when I was posted in Pune. They were then backpacking and exploring little known places in the country during their break. A down to earth group and you could easily fall in sync. with them in minutes. Last week Debi called me asking for places to visit in Kerala and I suggested Chembra peak. Little did I know how drastic a turn this would be for them. Finally at about 19:10hrs I´m able to get the line across to Roy. All that comes from the other end is mumbled talk of what happened.Apparently Debi had lost control while moving downhill, stumbled over a rough patch. and had a scary fall downhill. Sparse medical help was available only after three hours. With major bruises there was very limited scope. Next day 06:25hrs he breathes his last. As the message sinks in, I happen to recollect how unpredictable life is. I´ve always believed nature gives you a second chance. Today I´ve learnt &#8211; everything in life has exceptions.  May his soul....]]></description>
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		<title>Enduro3 &#8211; 09</title>
		<link>http://srikanthperinkulam.com/blog/2009/02/enduro3-09/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 14 Feb 2009 06:49:13 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Srikanth Perinkulam</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[[PS: Response from NEF updated at the end] 07th Feb.- Saturday 23:25hrs. It&#8217;s damn chilly out here and every breath you take in brings out just another sore cough. We careen round the corner and happen to sight a couple of lorry drivers gambling on the roadside by the moonlight. Mallik and I park the bikes  and venture ahead to enquire how far we were from Thangaon. 18Kms is what we get in response. Almost instantaneously I spurt out &#8211; Give it a damn! I lose my patience and decide to quit. Quit a race that I&#8217;ve been mentally preparing for close to three months now. I believe in my instincts and truly live by it!Another look at Mallik and Trupti only reconfirms the decision &#8211; I was not alone. We decide to move a bit ahead to a safer place, pedal uphill, take a left and glide down the hill. A bit ahead to the left, the rays from my head lamp happens to cause the Enduro vest of another cyclist shimmer. As we slow down we see a lady lying by the corner. A quick glance at him and he lets us know that she was finding it difficult to breathe and their third team mate had left about half an hour back to Thangaon in search of medical help. All attempts to contact the marshals out there was futile.This only strengthens our decision to leave the Enduro3-09 book open this time. Endurance is something you need to....]]></description>
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		<title>Borrowed Bones</title>
		<link>http://srikanthperinkulam.com/blog/2009/01/borrowed-bones/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 26 Jan 2009 06:08:56 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Srikanth Perinkulam</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Thursday at about 10:30hrs, I get a call from Varun informing apologetically that he would have to break from the team. He was warming up for the terse activity that was to happen in the next few days by playing football and happened to sprain his ankle pretty bad. Bed rest for a couple of days was mandated by the doc. and there went our plans to be a part of Enduro3 &#8217;08 into thin air. Looking back, I guess it all happened for good! Through the year, as I build my endurance and stamina through those several treks in the Sahyadris, I realise what fools we would have been had we participated in Enduro3 &#8217;08. Then, we were a team of three &#8211; none really exposed to high levels of physical strain; neither of us had a complete picture of what we were to pass through and more importantly we had no idea of either team mates strengths and weaknesses &#8211; something I guess that&#8217;s quite an intrinsic aspect of the spirit of Enduro3. This year we&#8217;re on an altogether different rung on the ladder and as we head to participate in Enduro3 &#8217;09 this Feb 07th and 08th we&#8217;re there with a spirit not to win but to live the moment. Winning would come in its own stride&#8230; Here&#8217;s a video log that would give you a glimpse of the race: Team Members [ Team - Borrowed Bones]: Trupti Bhosale: She&#8221;s been a hard core trekker for quite....]]></description>
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