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Day 3 - Rishikesh

The weather looked gloomy with an overcast sky as we woke up. We had breakfast at the hotel and decided to visit Rishikesh today. Again we headed back the way we came yesterday and after crossing Rajaji National Park the road divides and one goes towards to Dehradun and one to Rishikesh. The drive was pleasant, as we opted Laxman  Jhula as our destination google map smartly took us via highway bypassing the main city.But at the end the roads started to get narrower lucky for us we found a parking lot packed yet as we early risers ;)
The weather was little cold compared to the planes of Dehradun with lots of breeze coming from Ganga. We walked to Laxman Jhula to cross it. Oh boy! We have no idea what local authority allows two-wheelers, cycle to cross the hanging bridge which is meant for a pedestrian. And top of it you even have some cows standing in the middle.
I am sure the people coming all the from abroad to Rishikesh for peace, meditation and self-purity do get a complete shock wi…

Tanflora -- Our own Keukenhof around Bangalore

Got an invite to visit a Rose farm from one of our running group member. Though this trip was long due it was like now or never as the season for roses almost comes to end with HOT Indian summer. From Bangalore we need to go via Sarjapur, Bagalur in Housr District of TamilNadu. Google name is Amuthugondapalli. Due to exam time many people could not come but it was still a sizable group of 30. 

Myself and Aarush joined another dad & son in car-pool to drive down there. Both the boys of same age became better and bitter friends quickly. The road was a long one for us as we have to travel on ORR to Sarjapur Junction and pass Decathlon and Sarjapur village till we reached Baglur Village. From there we took a right turn next to Police station and drive for 7+ KM to reach a place with a sign for Tenaflora. We were the first one to reach and as soon as Aarush and Abhinav got out of the car started to run and explore the vast open space. 

Soon we were joined with our hostess and other group members. She briefed us on a quick background the farm and how it works and we stared the guided tour. Roses are pretty but they needs lots of care and best resources to grow. The green houses are computer controlled to ensure the right level of temperature and humidity is maintained. The water that needs to be filtered and ensured right level of pH and EC maintained. If you are wondering what is this EC it is Electrical Conductivity of water may be we studied somewhere long time ago. There were those huge cold storage where unsorted and sorted roses are kept once they are picked form the green-house. The whole process is very tedious and labor intensive just like tea. Like tea garden ladies work with their delicate hands for sorting and ensuring right set of roses are packed together. The global standard is of 20 rose stems in one. We completed the post plucking production from un-sorted roses to a final packing and ready to be shipped in those big card-board box.

After that we had a stupendous lunch spread before us. The outside temperature was very hot but after a rest we walked towards green house. It was really hot out there. Inside greenhouse it was a great relief and it reminded us Shilshila. Growing up in India in 70/80s you it is kind of marked in your memory with permanent marker. Here we saw how they take care of each buds right from when they are in the size of peanuts. 

The best was kept for the last each of us were given a rose bouquet of different colors. Hope these pictures tell you the story better than me.

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