Most of you probably know by now that a bunch of us went to the Knuckles range to go look at some Bat infested cave. The knuckles range was supposed to be “far too windy” and “leeches would kill you, slaughter your family and mess up your saved games in GTA4”. We ignored all this simply because there was no other place to go. So Friday night found Fallen, TheWhackster, HisP, HisP’s friend, ThePuppeteer, Realskullzero, Papareboy, Thushara, Foxhound and me on the train bound for Badulla.

After an uneventful journey to Kandy, we hired a van to take us to a lodge near the trail. We passed through a town called Loolwatte, which was third in line in a valley with Rooflgiriya, Pwndwatte and just before Oomghena. Loolwatte was, contrary to popular assumptions, not filled with nerds from the world over gathering at the tiny village that bore a name with LOL in it. It was, in fact, probably the place where all ghost stories are born. It was just a couple of buildings with a small red bus stopped in the middle, in complete darkness. The wind howled around the bus, whistling and cat-calling at papareboy. The trees made ominous whispering noises and “bugger offfff” noises. After a minimal period spent there learning nothing, we continued down the road.

When we got to the lodge it was just an hour before sunrise so we decided to keep going till we got to Corbett’s Gap. As far as hip clothing stores go, it wasn’t much, but it made a hell of a starting point for a trail. We were supposed to be able to see all the way to China or something, but nature had decided it wanted to keep all humans off of the highest point on the Meemure-Hunnusgiriya road so it threw gale force winds in our faces. So we just huddled in the van and occasionally went out to check on the concrete sign that was there and to flip the birdie to nature.

We got out of the van a little distance away from the gap and started our journey on foot. The entire hike to the cave, through the jungles and up the steep climbs, was pretty tame. Few leeches, better weather than Colombo and nice mountains around. Whacko even managed to charge at a buffalo in the distance, who was looking at us all “wtf you huys doin here on my land, biatches?”. It ran away and then came back again, peeking around the bushes and communicating “You win, you can have my cows lol”. We did not verify whether whacko did indeed try to mate with the nearby cows. The last stretch saw fallen doing a nice Gollum impersonation by going down on all fours to scramble up the hillside.

The cave was cool. But it had a wasp’s nest at the entrance so I stayed the hell away. whacko, hisP, thushara and realskullzero went in and applied a layer of bat excrement onto themselves. Then looked at three big black holes and came out.

The way down was fast, but the first signs of trouble started showing when we reached the flat trail leading from the foot of the mountain to the road. Papareboy suddenly had all his energy zapped out of him for some reason and the puppeteer was falling asleep on her feet. On top of that we had missed our van. So we were stuck in the middle of nowhere without any means of communication, as the telco’s “Islandwide coverage” seemed to think that area was part of the Indian ocean or something. We sent HisP ahead of us with a passing motorcyclist to go call another van to come pick us up. This was when nature decided to screw with our lives again and made it rain. A lot. Even the leeches seemed to have been waiting for us to return from the mountains all tired before jumpoing at us. So we trudged forward slowly, towards Loolwatte, which by now had lost all hilarity in it’s name. Just about the time when we were thinking about how we would freeze to death if we continued up the road in this rain, a van showed up and recognized thepuppeteer and papareboy. We all praised our respective deities and got in.

Our return to Loolwatte was more scary than the first time. We were trying to talk the crew of the bus (who happened to be in the bus) to take us to kandy when they told us that they simply couldn’t. Career at stake and all. They were telling us of a truck that might take us down to kandy when HisP arrived with our van, to which he had caught up to on the motorbike. Apparently the dude had been drunk and raced down the roads.

We all agreed on the fact that none of us had been so glad to see him before that time.

We all rushed in, soaking wet and settled into the van. Leeches were pulled off and papareboys rested. Fallen, too, took a rest from being helped down the mountain like a pregnant woman.

When we arrived at Kandy we found that there were no buses and that the train that was supposed to be at 11 was leaving only at 1:40. So cursing Kandy for being a horrible excuse for a “city”, full of degenerates and headless piano players, we called a cab. The cab turned out to be the same dude who brought us to kandy. We were all best buddies by then and headed home.

Realskullzero and I were awarded by the populace of the world for the herculean tasks of doing an assignment and going to class, respectively. This was after coming home past 2am and and waking at 6am with our legs feeling like they were staging a rebellion against us.

Pictures can be found on fallen’s blog and facebook. Most of the good ones were, again, taken by me.


It was hell to go through, but we’ll probably be going again. Feel free to come along!

15 Responses to “Knuckles”

  1. October 5, 2009 at 1:54 pm

    oi, no one ever helped me, asshole πŸ˜›

    and at least link to the post?
    tsk tsk

  2. October 5, 2009 at 1:56 pm

    ado wish i was there man dammit! 😦

    I was gonna come, but i think i wasn’t meant to cos the world made sure that i wont be able to join u buggers! but next time for sure, i want to see Omghena and Roflgiriya πŸ˜€

    good pawst anyways

  3. 5 Chavie
    October 5, 2009 at 2:02 pm

    lol, good post! πŸ˜€

  4. October 5, 2009 at 3:13 pm

    “Rooflgiriya, Pwndwatte and just before Oomghena. Loolwatte!”

    Lol-antha!!! Funney! Good post. =D

  5. 7 chathuraw
    October 5, 2009 at 4:39 pm

    Hmm… Reminds me of the time I went to Meemure with some of my friends. Was an amazing experience. We always planned to go to Knuckles but never really had the time to go 😦

  6. 8 realskullzero
    October 5, 2009 at 5:27 pm

    Hahaha…LOLwatta! yeah everyfin happened so fast! i got shit scared wen the bus driver said that HisP never came to the place i thought the bugger took for a RIDE lol

  7. October 5, 2009 at 9:06 pm

    The big guy in heaven must really like us… for the newspaper van to have showed up just then!
    The coincidence is just too good to be true… ❗

  8. October 5, 2009 at 11:45 pm

    ‘It was hell to go through, but we’ll probably be going again. Feel free to come along!’ – That is my best part – Glad you got a little bit of hiking mania πŸ™‚

  9. October 6, 2009 at 1:50 pm

    I meant {insert appropriate comment here}

  10. 15 sabbyaz
    October 7, 2009 at 2:59 pm

    Sounds…fun! =D
    Anyone brought back any haunted clingy spirits or anything?! Now that would make a good post! =)

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