The picturesque town of
Mukteshwar is a pristine getaway nestled in the lap of the Kumaon Himalayas.
Located in the Nainital district (Uttarakhand), it sits at an elevation of
about 7500 feet. Being at this advantageous height Mukteshwar is never really warm.
The summer temperature reaches a maximum of 27oC. However, in winter
the mercury drops considerably causing heavy snowfall.
If you are planning to visit
Mukteshwar, you may consider the following options:
You may take a train to
Kathgodam, which is the nearest railway station. It is connected to the hilltop
by regular taxi service. You can get the cabs on hire from the railway station
itself. It is also convenient if your hotel provides a station pick up and drop
service.
If you are planning to fly, then
Pantnagar (100 kms away from Mukteshwar) is the nearest airport. Air India
operates an afternoon flight from Delhi and it takes about an hour to reach
your destination. The airport has facilities
of pre-paid taxis.
Mukteshwar is also well connected
by road transport. Neighbouring cities are connected by state government run
buses. Luxury coaches also ply from Delhi which connects up to Kathgodam, from
where you may get a taxi.
We visited Mukteshwar in late
summer. The weather was perfect and the trees brimming with flowers and fruit
were a treat to our senses. We checked in at the Government Tourist Rest House.
It is a highly recommended stay because of its pocket friendliness as well as
the fantastic view of the sunset that only this strategically placed
accommodation offers. However, because of its continuous rush for bookings, it
is advisable to book it before hand, in case this is your choice. Otherwise, accommodations
of the likes of Cottage Nirvana, Mukteshwar Himalayan Resort, Green Oak Resort,
Krishna Orchard etc. also provide a comfortable stay.
The first evening was spent
enjoying the privilege of a spectacular sunset from the comfort of our balcony.
Wrapped in a light shawl we watched mesmerised as the golden ball of fire
dipped below the conifer and deodar lined horizon, splashing the sky with its golden
red aura. And then suddenly there was darkness and a sharp fall in the temperature.
As if on cue the crickets took over with regained fury their orchestra, which
continued for the rest of the night. Unlike bustling hill stations there were
no “dining-out” options. Homely dinners were served on a buffet basis. Post
dinner we took the opportunity of strolling up and down the steep drive to our
guest house as the calorie burning agenda.
The best thing about waking up in
a hill station is the twitter of birds that substitute the irritable ring of
the alarm clock. If you are an early bird you would love see the sunrise from
the lovely little garden on the other side of the bungalow. A roughly cut
stairway provides a short cut to the garden. The garden itself is perfectly
manicured, with bushes of colourful flowers very tastefully planted. Small
birds of various colours busy themselves playing in the foliage.
The sight that greets you from
this vantage point is profiles after profiles of mountain slopes, clad in rich
green. Thankfully the slopes have not yet been deforested and the morning sun
presents them in lovely shades of green. The azure sky above and the wild fruit
trees were bearing flowers and fruits that give out a heady smell is sure to
make you fall in love with this place. If you are overworked and tired, I must
confess this stressbuster is something you can savour for hours on end.
For your local sightseeing, the
agenda would include the Mukteshwar Temple and Chauli ki Jali.
The famous Mukteshwar temple is
located in the Indian Veterinary Research Institute’s campus. The temple is
about 350 years old and is dedicated to Lord Shiva. There is a white marble
ShivaLinga. Other deities worshipped here are Lords Brahma, Vishnu, Ganesha,
Bajrangbali and Parvati. Mukteshwar in fact, gets its name from this Mukteshwar
Dham itself. If your interest is
stimulated by the local avifauna, the forested area near this place is a haven
for birds with a list of species like barbets, woodpeckers and thrush.
Chauli ki Jali is encountered on
your way back from the temple. This is a place of bizarre rock formations that
jut out at extraordinary angles over the steep cliff. The area is very popular
with tourists. The common sight is that of shutterbugs busy climbing the rock
projections trying to hold themselves in position for that perfect shot. The
major footfall has also encouraged other activities like arrow shooting and
whizzing down from one mountain slope to another one below being tied to a
cable of sorts. Rappelling is also an option if you are trained and adventurous
enough. Here I must state a personal experience.
I opted for the cabling down the slope. True
to the Indian culture, after some heckling the price was fixed at Rs.500. There
were two men operating the same. One straddled me in an indigenous but
trustworthy gear. He put a helmet over my head, and pushed me forward with the
invaluable advice of “Rassi ko Pakde Rehna” . The other I had the good fortune
of meeting at the other end of the cable. Though the ride is not long but it
gives an amazing view of the green forested valley as one slides over it. Much
to my awe I loved the sight of the solitary eagle that was actually flying
below me. The vast green stretch reminded me of Corbett’s “Man eaters of
Kumaon”. It must have been these dense slopes of Mukteshwar where the
magnificent beast roamed before meeting with its fate.
After this thrilling experience
one has to climb back up the mountain to where the hub of activities is. It is
here that I spotted a uniquely beautiful lattice of rock. On enquiry the man at
the other end of the cable informed (in a voice drenched with reverence) that
it was THE most important reason for the existence of Chauli ki Jali. It is a
sacred place which when touched by women, unable to have children, with due
reverence, are blessed with offspring by the God of Fertility. I moved on after
gathering this piece of solid information, thanking him graciously and climbed
up the steep slopes full of exhilaration.
This beautiful sleepy town does
not have much excitement to offer. However, if you are planning to escape to an
idyllic weekend amidst silence broken by the rustle of the deodar as the wind
passes through it, or even waking up to the call of the thrush to view that
magnificent sunrise while sipping on a steaming hot cup of cinnamon tea, then
this somnolent getaway is just tailor made for you.

