This small village 90 km south of Shillong, the capital of Meghalaya came into prominence when a travel channel voted it as the cleanest village in India. However, our main interest was the living root bridge connecting Riwai and Nohwet villages, very close to Mawlynnong. Root bridges are unique to the state of Meghalaya and not seen in any other part of the country perhaps not even the world.
It took us about 3 hours to reach Mawlynnong from Shillong. The drive usually takes about 2hrs but we couldn't resist taking photo breaks in between. It was a beautiful March morning, with perfect weather, and an absolutely picturesque route. Many shades of green flanked both sides of the road for miles and miles till we arrived at a streamlet.
Inspired by John Keats .... lingering along streams of rushing waters...in the heart of pristine nature, the blue skies, virescent trees, and cool breeze.....echoed our hearty laughter....:) :P (Okay that was a terrible effort and I hope Keats didn't turn in his grave - I owe an apology) :P
The loveliness of the tranquil ambiance can't be captured in photos for sure! It must be experienced, smelt, and felt. A painter's paradise, a poet's muse, a writer's haven, a singer's mood.
Had we brought camping equipment, this would have been the perfect place to pitch the tent for the night. Not sure if it's safe at night but if allowed I would surely try the next time.
The multi-purpose cane basket. Here is an eco-friendly innovative trash cone. Isn't it cute? Mawlynnong and Riwai are eco-tourism community ventures and they have used only natural, biodegradable materials for the trash cans everywhere.
Off we went on the trail to the Living Root Bridge. As the name clearly implies, a living root bridge is an actual 'living' 'root' bridge :) A bridge made of the roots of a living tree of the class Ficus Elastica - Banyan fig in this case.
In
order to make the tree's roots grow in the right direction, betel nut trunks are used. The trunks are sliced down the middle and
hollowed out, to create root guidance systems. The thin, tender roots
of the ficus tree are led through the hollowed portion thus, preventing them from fanning out and allowing them to grow just straight. When they reach the other side of the river, they're rooted back into the soil. In time layers of roots form a strong sturdy bridge that can carry a good amount of weight. Once very strong, stone slabs are placed to make a smoother walkway.
It is said the bridges last for hundreds of years, depending on the health of the mother tree. Since new roots keep growing, the bridge literally regenerates every time the old roots or old trees die and over the years, its strength increases with more layers. Of course, villagers do maintain them well and are prompt about all repair work, since it's their only way to commute.
These bridges are the only means to connect to the small interior villages of Meghalaya which do not have road access. The trail to the Riwai Bridge is not too steep, slimy, or narrow as compared to many others.
Khasi men and women washing clothes along the beautiful stream. The same cane basket is used to carry the clothes.
A precarious little stretch of rocky trail.
A typical bamboo and cane hut. Mawlynngong has homestays and guest houses for visitors. I think one must stay overnight to experience the place better since there are a couple of waterfalls and other nature treks, which can be enjoyed well if visited in leisure rather than a hurried and tiring day trip. Definitely a treat for those who like a little rustic, non-city atmosphere.
A tall bamboo tower leads to a sky-view shelter. The structure is at least 10-12 meters tall and made entirely out of bamboo, even the ties, and joints. Initially, I was a bit scared but once I began to trust the strength of the construction I eased up. The view from the top was spectacular. The feeling of being on a really high tree house can't be anything less than amazing.
There are even tree houses for visitors to stay in. Not sure how brave I will be to perch up that high for a night but shall give it a shot next time.
There are no restaurants in the village. The only options are homemade food and fruits offered by the villagers. We tried some new types of berries. Above: Shophie and below Shohsang. These berries looked quite tempting but ....but.... one bite and I literally jumped. It was extremely sour. I must have mimicked one of Jim Carry's favorite antics after an uncontrollable tickle ran through my entire body :P That's the best I can describe the degree of sourness.
We didn't stay back for the night, as we had plans to go to Sohra for the waterfalls. But a promise I made to myself, next time I am going to carry a good fat book and stay there till I finish reading it. Fresh air and a good book should be quite relaxing. I think I should take 'Roots' :)
