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The Way To Wayanad

Once clear of Calicut, paddy fields line our route,

Separated by betel palms and power lines.

But the road to Wayanad entails a climb from sea level, through steep hills, hairpin bends and pot-holed roads.

Gaining altitude, rice cultivation gives way to areca plantations.



We stop for tea

And to rest.

Then continue our climb.

Through the hill mists

And into the Wayanad tea plantations.


Here the climate is cool, the air fresh and the colour vibrant.