Saturday, July 31, 2021

Fly High, Uncle Gomez



Uncle Gomez is no more? The Field Ornithology Group of Sri Lanka (FOGSL) lost its most senior member C R I Gomez at the ripe old age of 91 years on Wednesday 30th June 2021. Ignatius (Gerry) Gomez was born in 1930 in a Christian family and attended St Peter’s College Colombo 04.  He was a chorister at school and his love for singing proceeded into the church choir. His interest in Cricket at school continued when he sought employment as well, first at Caltex, later at the Ceylon Petroleum Corporation with the nationalization of petroleum industries. While at Caltex he played cricket at the Mercantile Cricket Association tournaments representing Caltex. After he left CPC, he joined Maurice Roche and Co. Ltd. as Factory Manager, at their Lighting Factory until his retirement.

We at FOGSL got to know Uncle Gomez in the early 1990s just after his retirement when he showed interest in connecting with nature, something he had missed in his younger days, confined to the City as he was for most of his life. He was the most regular participant at the FOGSL monthly meetings showing his enthusiasm to learn about the wonders of nature and animal behaviour. This interest extended to the field trips to popular birding locations in the interior of the country where he greatly enjoyed getting to know bird behaviour and identifying them in the field. Age was no barrier for him on these outings as he mingled with the young and revealed he could be more mischievous than the young, at times. His love for FOGSL made him more active with the administration of the group. As he lived in Colombo, he was always available when needed. He was a member of the Committee many a year and was always the Interim President by tradition at every AGM before the new committee was appointed.

He was a remarkable person, given to celebrate the spirits of the Christmas season. Every Christmas saw the FOGSL family gathered at his residence for song and wine. His contribution to amusement during leisure while on field trips and at his residence reflected his love and affection to the cause of FOGSL. I personally recollect his involvement when he assisted me to organize the farewell for Mrs. Tara Gandhi wife of the then Indian High Commissioner to Sri Lanka (2000-2002); she assisted FOGSL in many ways, especially when hosting the second Pan Asian Ornithological Congress (PASOC-2000)  in Kandy Sri Lanka.

Uncle Gomez was active until the last stages of his life and many of us communicated with him even during the lockdown when it was not possible to conduct the monthly meetings, physically. It was unfortunate that he passed away when travelling is restricted in the country due to the current pandemic situation. Nevertheless, FOGSL wishes to show our humble respect towards his generosity and commitment to the activities of the Group. The membership has lost its most senior member and a very dear friend and a gentleman.

He leaves behind, his beloved wife Doreen, sons’ Kevin, Hiran and Dillon the three daughters in law, and six grandchildren and a host of friends.

 

“May the earth rest lightly on you” Uncle Gomez…

 

Uditha Wijesena.

FOGSL


A video based on his involvement with FOGSL was presented at the monthly meeting that followed his demise. 

https://youtu.be/k1HoCYzBcW8







Monday, May 24, 2021

Appreciation

 

ATHULA SENARATNE

(1964-2021)


(1977-1984)
STCG

It was in 2014 that I get to know Athula Senaratne personally. That too thanks to Dr Keerthi Mohotti – Director TRI, also an old boy of STCG who passed me the contact of Athula.  A few of us Old Boys of the 66-72 era wanted to support Fr Goodchild and  Athula who by then was looking into the wellbeing of  Fr. Goodchild on his own. Father remained a celibate all his life and did not consent to retirement homes. That year (2014) a few of us went up to Kundasale PHDT Regional Office where Athula and Father were stationed to celebrate Fr. Goodchild's 91st birthday. Ever since then I was a frequent visitor to them at PHDT offices at Kundasale and Hatton. When Athula got transferred to Badulla; Father went down to Piliyandala as the cold wet climate in the hills was too harsh for him now.

Athula joins Gurutalawa in the year 1976 and leaves in 1984 to take up a career in planting. He has had an illustrious school career being the Head Prefect in the years 1981 and 1982. He started his career in planting, a creeper at Divithura Estate under Elpitiya Plantations to end up a Manager at Malwatte Valley Plantations, after which he takes up the post of Regional Director at the PHDT; a Trust formed to uplift the living condition of the estate labour. 

It was through curiosity that I ask Athula while in Hatton the reason for such a close and cordial bond developed between Athula and Fr Goodchild. He had been waiting until I asked this from him and related this touching story that I had not divulged to anybody until now. But I'm sure there may be others close to him who were aware of his entry to STCG. 

Athula is from Rambukkana in the Kurunegala District born in a Christian family. Athula as a kid was therefore selected to Grade 1 at Carey College, Colombo 8 and was a boarder in the school. It was only once he went to Grade 2 that trouble started he says. He became a stubborn child and getting punished was a regular event in school. One day he with another boy was punished for a misdoing and they planned to take revenge through a sinister retaliation. Two of them set fire to the class furniture after school. This followed with both boys barely 8 years of age expelled from school. A furious father would not look in the eye of the kid, leave alone looking for a new school.  The mother, on the other hand, went about everywhere looking for a school that would pardon the kid but to no avail, she approaches Bishop Lakshman Wickremasinghe in Kurunegala who gives a kind hearing and assures the lady some form of redress.   

Bishop Wickremasinghe then contacts Fr. Goodchild in Gurutalawa and seeks his favour in getting the child into Gurutalawa. It was not an easy undertaking with his past school record but does discuss matters with Mr J.W. Marasinghe the Headmaster's secretary and they both approach the Headmaster Mr M. L. C. Ilangakoon to discuss the request of the Bishop of Kurunegala. Mr Ilangakoon was ready to take the child into the school on the condition that he must sit for an entrance exam just as any other student and if he succeeds in the entrance exam he should be under the continuous surveillance of Fr. Goodchild.  The conditions agreed the mother brings in Athula to sit the entrance exam and alas he turns out miserable in all the three papers, Arithmetic, Sinhala and English. Knowing the conditions both Fr. Goodchild and Mr Marasinghe try their best to get the minimum requirement for a Grade 2 pass and with much persuasion and undertaking they manage to convince Mr Ilangakoon to admit the child to College. From then on Athula came under the wing of Fr. Goodchild and obviously, he ended up being an allrounder and head prefect in school. The bonding that developed as a  Teacher/Pastor - Student continued all along until Fr. Goodchild was adopted as Papa in the family. And Fr. Goodchild was cared for with love and affection by Athula and Shamalie till he passed away peacefully on January 6th 2019 at 96. Fr. Goodchild despite the numerous requests from his family and relatives to migrate to Australia or the US preferred to stay in Sri Lanka with Athula and Shamalie and their two kids Dilshan and Hashan.

Author with Athula & Father in Hatton

Gurutalawa had tamed many such difficult characters in homes. Reading this, many of you might also feel how you did change being in a boarding school that had a set of rulings that worked like clockwork. Many ended being perfects and games captains. Gurutalawa did mould us all into a sizing which was one size that fitted all situations and conditions.

It was unfortunate for Athula to end life at an early age of  57 years. But in this short span, he amassed a great deal of merit through compassion and empathy shown towards the wellbeing of the underprivileged estate folk in providing suitable shelter for them. He had an extra-large heart that did bleed for others but did have to end his life in the most tragic way showing how unpredictable and fragile this form of life is. 

May His Soul Rest in Peace and Rise in Glory...


Uditha Wijesena

udithawijesena@gmail.com

Friday, March 26, 2021

Uncle Carl, The Bushman and Backwoodsman...



This picture of Carl Fernando was posted by Rex de Silva in his “SEABIRD WATCH (Sri Lanka)” Group and there was definitely a reason for posting it.

Uncle Carl, Uncle Gomez, and Uncle Wilson are the senior-most citizens in the Field Ornithology Group Sri Lanka [FOGSL] and they are all octogenarians today. They were regular and active members on field trips then and being of an earlier generation they had many an experience of their childhood pranks and camping experiences to share with us during these trips. Today they are confined to their homes but Uncle Gomez still ambles in for the FOGSL-AGM in March every year to act as the Interim President until the new office bearers are appointed. However, we have not seen much of Uncle Carl for quite some time now. Wilson also in Galle is but very active with his birding through social media 

Anthony Carl Fernando was born in 1940 in Chilaw. His childhood was spent in Chilaw but the family had to move to Puttalam when he began schooling; his father in the Local Government Service had to shift locations once every three years.  It was due to this changing of schools that his father preferred to get young Carl the best Jesuit education as a boarder at St Aloysius College in Galle [SACG], says Carl. However, there were other reasons that prevented him from joining St Aloysius College initially. His mother was not happy to send the boy away to Galle and the parents thought that the boy would be a victim of favoritism; for his mother’s uncle was in the college staff at that time. It was only after the demise of the Fr. S. G. Perera  that Carl was introduced to the Rector by the Bishop of Chillaw and was enrolled in SACG in 1952.

He recalls this mother’s anxiety to leave the child in the boarding school when she did tell the Rector not to let him out for sea bathing. SACG had no swimming pool then and did conduct swimming lessons to boys in the old jetty alongside the Dutch Fort until recently. It was then that the Rector narrated this story to the parents says Carl, “it was a conversation between a fisherman and a Judge when they met on the beach, the Judge asks about the fisherman’s grandfather, to which he says ... he died at sea, and about the fisherman’s father… again he says he died at sea. Then the Judge asked the fisherman if he was not afraid of the sea?… then the fisherman inquired the judge about his grandfather… the judge said he died in bed and the father? … he too died in the bed. Now the fisherman asks the judge so are you not afraid to go to bed? … Carl remembers a blushing mother at the end of the story. However, Carl did end up an expert swimmer and did enroll in the Life Saving Club where he earned many an award and did give him an extra day of swimming for the week.

He did finish off a bright student at SACG passing his university entrance exams to enter the University of Ceylon in Colombo to study Engineering where he opted to a carrier in Refrigeration Engineering and served at S.V Industries, Ceylon Seafoods, and at Environmental Laboratories turning out water treatment plants etc. It was during this time that he spent his leisure with imminent outdoor men like Architect Lala Adithiya who had a Land Rover improvised to hold water and other camping gear, hunting expeditions with popular huntsmen who used firearms under game license. The experience he gained in these expeditions was immense and he was only happy to narrate these stories to us during the FOGSL field trips later.

We at FOGSL first met Carl on the first Field Trip to Sinharaja. From then on Carl was a regular… and when we had to camp in tents he would come with his own personal tent and other paraphernalia. It was a time when Fog Kids were also attending the trips together and it was Uncle Carl who kept them kids amused with his unbelievable stories when narrated to the elders would miss the catchy point. His famous story about the two human skulls on his table at home. When people ask him about them he would say the larger one is his grandfather’s and the smaller one was when the grandpa was a kid… the unsuspecting adult would then say… Ahhh, “Ok, I see". But when narrated to the kids they would howl back pulling at him … how can that be uncle?

He had a whole series of other silly stories for the kids… how to catch three elephants at one time with only a rope, a jar of Woodapple Jam, and an extra-large dose of laxative. The art of trapping a crocodile into an empty matchbox with only a rocking chair, a convex mirror, and a newspaper. Listening to him, others would also contribute with theirs. My friend Amudesh once came out with his; educating the school watcher of how the electricity flows in a wire and of voltage and current… relating to the water tank where the water is stored with the supply pipes as an example for the medium for the current to flow. The climax of the story being when one day the watcher hooked up a plug point in the guardhouse to listen to his radio when the lights went out … accepting to the fact in the example when the water is stopped at the tank the pipe running dry. He positioned a person at the street light to give a shout no sooner the light came on. The watcher was a lucky guy to have lived that day to narrate about his new plug point. Carl remembered Amudesh and his story when I spoke to him about his wellbeing recently.

Just as many of us do, Carl too liked the locality and the birding at Bundala. This photograph of him is also from Bundala. It was he who introduced us to the sweet ripe fruit of the invasive cactus plant that is plentiful in Bundala. The bulb that remains after the yellow flower wilts gets ripened with the seeds around a juicy red jelly within. The crown of the pod is slit across and a thorny star-shaped stone within should be removed with the point of the knife and then the seeds and the sweet jell are squeezed into the mouth that tastes “Necto”. Kids and Adults both did enjoy this new-found delicacy that day in Bundala. In the evening he would take us stalking into the stunted forest patches around the campsite along the elephant tracks where one could see the high branches with silt and mud where the giants had scratched their shoulders.

Nilgala too was another haunt where Carl braved the night in his single unit tent listing to the elephants feasting on ripened jack fruit a few yards away from his tent when we all vacated the tents and sort shelter in the verandah of the beat office. My son Naveen was baffled once when in Nilgala, Uncle Carl went down on his belly stretching out on the sandy banks of Gal-Oya to drink off the running river. And when asked why he did not cup his hands to drink from the river he said that the devil in the river will go mad when he sees a man making the whole river his cup to drink off. On the same trip in the evenings, many did not go to the Gal Oya for a bath but did the ablution at the well, fearing of elephants that also came to the river in the evenings to drink. The bathers at the river were low and Uncle Carl did enjoy a dip in a pensive mood. I found Carl amble off to the river for his bath, and asked him to slow down until I go fetch my bathing trunk and towel. Carl was in the river Oxford style with his wrinkled buttocks scanning the banks. I had the laugh of the day for I went to collect my bathing trunk in order to keep to the modesty of the old man but in the end, I too had to be fare by the old man in bathing to Oxford traditions. This amusement did continue when Upul Wicks also came over with a few others to bathe there that day.

It was through Carl that we all got to know the Late Nihal de Silva the famed author of “ROAD FROM ELEPHANT PASS”. His interest to study birds was fulfilled by Carl, introducing him to FOGSL. I remember Nihal a keen and enthusiastic birdwatcher inquiring of the finer details on identification during a trip to Sinharaja accompanied by Carl. This was far before he took to writing but he definitely did have a plan to write this book. In his book, he did acknowledge many of us by linking to the birds and the forest on the escape route of the duo through the Wilpattu National Park. But for Carl, he acknowledged him differently by writing his obituary; Carl succumbs to the injuries during an accident on a zebra crossing on the Galle Road in Dehiwala in his book. When I did call up Nihal to ask if it was proper to finish off a good friend like Carl on the Galle road, he said “that is the freedom that an author has even towards a good friend.” Yes, they were best of friends.              

It was so tragic for Nihal and his camping buddies to have been blown to smithereens on an LTTE land mine in his favorite habitat within Wilpattu.

Finally, I did ask Carl the Million Dollar Question a few days ago while collecting details for this writeup …. The reason for being so lonely all these years. And this is what he had to say.

Him being a bit of a perfectionist, did go looking for that “Ideal Girl” … and surprise… after all he did find the lady he was looking for……but alas she too was a perfectionist and was looking for her “Ideal Man” …. And Carl did not qualify as her Ideal Man. So, Carl ended being an eligible bachelor. He feels his never-ending love for the outdoors more than anything may have taken off a good share of points from the points table.

So, let me go back to Rex and his picture of Carl reminding us of this wonderful character full of humor love, and affection. Carl today is recovering from a stroke that he underwent three years ago and is attended to and taken care of by his nephew and the kids. He is still strong in his memory though quite slow in getting about with his four-prong walking aid. Has but given up the occasional shot of Brandy that he enjoyed while in the bush on medical advice. He is otherwise normal and loves to keep in touch with old friends reminiscing of the incidents in the wild with a very sharp memory for an 81-year old.

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Saturday, January 2, 2021

FOGSL, IS IN THE KNUCKLES - RIVERSTONE, ILLUKKUMBURA AND PITAWALAPATHANA -1999


FOGSL under challenging conditions, Manathunge Bangalow 26th August 1999 - Pic Curtsy Ravindra Senadheera  

The Field Ornithology Group of Sri Lanka (FOGSL) established in the year 1976 commenced field visits to most of the bird locations in the country in the mid-1990s. This was after a very successful membership drive related to the P B Karunaratme Memorial Bird Exhibition in 1996; which is now an annual event in the FOGSL calendar.

The 1990s was a period that the general public was getting interested in the Natural History of the country since independence in 1948. Until then the subject was more aligned to the Royal Asiatic Society in the region, patronized by the colonial aristocracy and a few influential locals. Organizations were a few and were limited to the Wildlife and Nature Protection Society and the Ceylon Bird Club; also formed in the pre-independence era and they both acted as clubs to an exclusive membership. FOGSL on the other hand formed in the Zoology Department in the Colombo University was open to all and the membership was initially for free. Today with the advancement of social media the interests in this sector have advanced in leaps surpassing all these organizations. The people are all about in the forest patches and their logistical requirements have turned into big business. 

However, when FOGSL commenced these field visits for bird recording in the mid-1990s there weren’t any decent facilities available for the overnight stay in these locations. The Sinharaja Rain Forest was the first field visit conducted then in 1996 and basic lodging was possible with Martin Wijesinghe in Kudawa who was a close associate of Professor Sarath Kotagama and the Bundala field trip after Sinharaja too was facilitated with the kind courtesy of Mr. Ajitha de Costa an environmentalist and a close friend of the Professor. The subsequent Nilgala visit too had the old village headman’s abode that was used as the temporary beat office by the Wildlife Conservation Department. In Horton Planes, we booked into the two dormitories, and the Field Techniques Workshop on Bird Ringing conducted in Buttala was at the Applied Science Faculty facilities of the Sabaragamuwa University. However, the planned visit to the Knuckles range was getting deferred for not having a facility to stay over. Finally, it was again through Professor’s influence that we managed to source an abandoned estate bungalow in Illukkumbura as a stay over which came free of charge. Having it for free we accepted it to be only a shelter and did pre-warn the participants of the extensive roughing that is to be expected. The trip spirits were so high the numbers stuck as they were. The Professor away on sabbatical and we the committee for the first time played the resource roll during this field trip from the 26-28 August 1999. 

L- R; Wilson, Uditha, Indrika, Thusitha, Sandun, Lal, Naveen, Amudesh in Riverstone - Pic Curtsy Ravindra Senadheera

26th August 1999 happened to be a full moon Poyaday and we had to collect all provisions and needs the day before as the full moon Poyaday is a holiday. The plan for meals was to hire a cook from the locality and we carried the cooking utensils and the provisions; a typical menu of the staple rice and curry was the plan. The trip departed Colombo Campus on time and arrived at the location as planned.

We had to meet the caretake of a property that was owned by President Jayewardene’s grandson who would direct us to the location that we were to stay. For a moment we were mesmerized in seeing a lovely wattle and daub hall type open building with a mana grass thatched roof, adjoining their bungalow was our place for the next two nights. It was not so... the guy wanted us to drive down and come by a different entrance to a disused building on the adjacent property...the Manathunge Bungalow.  We were bewildered in seeing the state of the once majestic Manager's Bungalow of the Laggala Tea Estate. The 1300 acre tea estate that fell within the proposed Knuckles Conservation Area was acquired by the state and let to regenerate into a Mid Elevational Dry Evergreen Forest patch. However, the building and its immediate property was not acquired but had been put to disuse.

First things first we cleared a room of the ladies but the menfolk preferred the main hall as no other rooms were in a livable condition. The loo facilities are beyond discussion… not that they were dirty but had not been used for ages. The worst being the water supply that had gone dry and we had to manage with the slight treacle that came off a natural spring behind the house. The cook, a laborer from the estate said he is going back in the morning as he is unable to cook for us with this condition of the water supply. That was the first hiccup and I with my friend Amudesh volunteered to take over the food department and commenced collecting water, filling every available receptacle. Others started filling up ablution water into the numerous small tanks inside the bathrooms. 

The van that we hired was to leave us in the evening and a different van was to come over on the 28th morning take us back. It was a time that we worked on tight budgets and retaining a van with an idle cost was too much. After a cup of tea, we sat down to discuss the modalities of our primary responsibility in preparing the first-ever bird list for Riverstern and Illukkumbura areas for FOGSL. Our plans needed to be changed; we had planned to leave basecamp as early as possible and walk up to Riverstern in the morning and come back for a late lunch and concentrate on the Illukkumbura area in the evening. Instead, we would now prepare a meal very early and come back late to prepare another that would supplement both lunch and dinner. This being agreed the ladies were advised to take their time and they preferred to stay back and records the birds around the bungalow.

After a dinner of rice and curry and we went to bed early for we had to save on the kerosene oil in the hurricanes and to be up as early as possible. I’m quite sure everyone on that trip would agree that that night and the one to follow was definitely the longest nights that we ever experienced. Yes, the two cold nights was a nightmare... if you slept on the timber floor to evade the chill a host of ticks enjoyed your stay... and if you shifted to the cement rendered section you were sleeping on a glazier.... everyone was sleepless... Madubashini Jayawardane, Upul Wickramasinghe, Shantha Silva and Amudesh having seen these pictures  posted by Ravindra Senadheera had their own versions of the dreadful trip that we definitely enjoyed in the roughest way. Ravi Daraniyagala who frequented almost all FOG trips then with his two lady cousins took an extra-long time to register for their next trip. It must be noted that we also had an MSc student of the Professor then, Mrs. Zeenia joining us for her research activities during the day but preferred not to stay over in the night.

That much on the bungalow, but we did our best in recording the birds of the different vegetation types in the Knuckles Range; classified as Lowland dry semi-evergreen forest, Mid elevational wet evergreen forest, Mid elevational dry evergreen forest, and Montane wet evergreen forest or Cloud forest. And these misty mountain ranges houses a wide variety of fauna and flora unique to this country.

Finalizing the Birdlist before departure - Pic Curtsy Ravindra Senadheera

The nights were dry and windy under a hunter's moon and we did go out stalking to see wildlife in the planes. Wild boar, Mouse deer, Barking deer, and some uncommon geckoes sitting in the rock crevises were encountered and some were quite large. Our interest being in birds, lacked in identifying these geckos. And our expectation to see small cats and elephants that are said to roam the planes at these times of the year in the nights did not materialize.   However, with all the odds against us, we still did manage to compile a list of 59 bird species as the first bird list for FOGSL in the Knuckles for Riverstone, Illukkumbura, and Pitawalapathana area back in 1999.

The way back did have its share of misfortune as well. Passing Matale, night fell and the driver Madanayake pulled to the kerb and on close inquires we noted a splintered drive belt that was affecting the power steering and the server tank. Being a Sunday and night falling all wayside assistances were closing and even the few that were open only confirmed our diagnosis, but there wasn’t any opened spare part vendor at your disposal. The only way out was to drive slow with a very stiff steering wheel and a rock hard brake pedal that depended much on your body weight. Young Madanayake became nervous to continue driving the long journey back and that task too fell on my shoulders and we reached the Colombo Campus way after midnight, However, Madanayake did manage to drive to Gampaha without any incident.  

Today FOGSL still continue to run its field trips on an annual calendar and are frequented by a different cliental altogether. Unlike then travel is in AC comfort and no roughing out is ever heard of.  It is to our astonishment that the same trip to the Knuckles is conducted and what an irony; for they stay over in the same bungalow renamed as Sir John's Bungalow under the most luxurious conditions, charging over Rs 20,000 plus per person inclusive of a candlelight dinner. And mind you, there are takers even at that cost for birding today. That said one can imagine the money that is in store for eco-tourism and for that matter it is birdwatching that takes the larger share.

FOGSL in Candlelight comfort at Sir Johns Bungalow, Riverston, Sri Lanka 7th March 2020 - Pic Curtsy Sri Srikumar

However, I’m still lost for the connection that the Manathunge Bungalow has with Sir John; our Third Prime Minister in the country. Browsing through the Internet this is what the famous page Trip Advisor had to say about this bungalow today...   

Manathunge Bangalow turned Sir John's Bungalow - Pics Curtsy Trip Advisor 

 Offering sweeping vistas of the North Eastern Knuckles mountain range, an area that is celebrated for its striking peaks, pristine waterways, bewitching cloud forests, and diverse flora and fauna, Sir John's Bungalow is situated at the threshold of a land before time. Built by the British during the colonial era as a residence for the Superintendent of the 1,300-acre Laggala tea estate, the Bungalow was once the holiday home of Sir John Kotalawala, the third Prime Minister of Sri Lanka. As the area is within the Knuckles conservation zone tea cultivation was abandoned thirty years ago allowing the jungle to reclaim its bounty. The planter's misfortune has thus become a dream come true for trekkers, wildlife enthusiasts, and all seekers of the sublime. During the dry months of June to September, elephants from the plains of the nearby Wasgamuwa National Park roam the estate in search of water and food. Wild buffaloes are in abundance, with leopards and fishing cats making occasional nocturnal visits, and the sounds of the timid barking deer echoing in the surrounding forest. Committed to an ethos of environmentally sustainable hospitality, Sir John's Bungalow is carbon-neutral, harnessing solar energy for electricity and recycling all waste matter. Accommodation tastefully appointed with modern conveniences, Sir John's Bungalow also retains its old-world charms and comforts, including roaring fireplaces in the living and dining rooms. All bedrooms feature king-sized beds, elegant teak floors, and attached bathrooms with hot water showers. Both the Riverstone suite and Sir John's suite have four-legged cast iron bathtubs that can be filled for a long, relaxing soak.”

 BIRD LIST

 KNUCKLES (ILLUKKUMBURA & RIVERSTON)

 26/08/1999 - 29/08/1999

1.         Crested Honey-Buzzard

2.         Crested Serpent Eagle

3.         Black Eagle

4.         Sri Lanka Junglefowl

5.         Sri Lanka Wood Pigeon

6.         Spotted Dove

7.         Emerald Dove

8.         Sri Lanka Lorikeet

9.         Blossom-headed Parakeet

10.       Layard's Parakeet

11.       Common Nightjar

12.       Indian Edible-nest Swift

13.       Palm Swift

14.       Small (Common) Kingfisher

15.       Three-toed Kingfisher

16.       Chestnut-headed Bee-eater

17.       Sri Lanka Grey Hornbill

18.       Malabar Pied Hornbill

19.       Brown-headed Barbet

20.       Sri Lanka Yellow-fronted Barbet

21.       Small Barbet

22.       Crimson-breasted Barbet

23.       Brown-capped Pygmy Woodpecker

24.       Red-backed Woodpecker

25.       Rufous-winged Bushlark

26.       White-vented Drongo

27.       Common Mynah        

28.       Sri Lanka Grackle      

29.       House Crow

30.       Common Wood-shrike

31.       Little Minivet

32.       Orange Minivet

33.       Common Iora

34.       Jerdon's Chloropsis

35.       Gold-fronted Chloropsis

36.       Black-capped Bulbul

37.       Red-vented Bulbul     

38.       Yellow-eared Bulbul

39.       White-browed Bulbul

40.       Yellow-browed Bulbul

41.       Black Bulbul

42.       Brown-capped Babbler

43.       Scimitar Babbler

44.       Black-fronted Babbler

45.       Common Babbler       

46.       Orange-breasted Blue Flycatcher

47.       Grey-headed Flycatcher

48.       Ashy Prinia

49.       Common Tailorbird

50.       Magpie Robin

51.       White-rumped Shama

52.       Black Robin

53.       Grey Tit          

54.       Velvet-fronted Blue Nuthatch

55.       Small Flowerpecker

56.       Purple-rumped Sunbird

57.       Loten's Sunbird

58.       Sri Lanka White-eye

59.       Hill Munia


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Sunday, December 27, 2020

From a Blackboard to a Smartboard

The world today is getting Smart by the day; “showing a high degree of mental ability” on a device rather than on a human brain.  As a result, long-standing traditions and practices also keep changing. It was only the other day that my old school converted a traditional classroom to a smart classroom. The event was highlighted with much ado and glamour amidst a host of gratifying old boys who had sponsored the project. For a moment my spirits were lifted and back to a pensive mood pondering of what we may be forgetting for good from now on.

The primary teaching aid in any school was the Blackboard, also called a Chalkboard. If there was anything that kept growing with us in school and got promoted to higher grades it was the blackboard. In the kindergarten, it was a small wooden board [3’X4’] sitting on a short timber easel almost at eye-level of the kid who was about four feet tall. It would sit in a portrait or landscape position on the easel depending on what was written or drawn on it. While in kindergarten we copied what Miss Erany Karunaratne and Miss Merlene Fernando wrote on it onto our stony slate boards with a stone stylus. Writing over and over on the same letter until we could identify the shape and write it by memory. 

From Kindergarten to Standard Five in the Primary School we got promoted every year and the blackboard on the easel also became larger and taller.  At times they were made inbuilt to the walls measuring about 4 feet tall and even as long as 12 feet, space provided. The blackboard did have other associates, chalk, and duster. There was chalk to write on it turned out from soft calcium carbonate powder pressed into four-inch-long sticks. Writing chalk generally came in white color for it gave a higher contrast on a black background. They also came in an assortment of colors as needed for Geography and Biology classes for detailing and highlighting. The most indispensable item that went with the blackboard was the pillow duster. A small palm pillow stuffed with cotton wool to rub away the chalk. This created a small dust cloud around the board but much of the chalk powder was caught in the pillow. Also, the fine chalk powder being rubbed against the board regularly turned the board to have a very smooth and shiny surface. This shine on the board had two unfavorable effects… One was the shining board reflecting light off it disturbing the vision, and the other being the shrill the chalk made on the shiny surface making your teeth go numb sending a shudder down your spine…

As we progressed in school and grew taller in size the class monitor was entrusted with the task of cleaning the board after each period and replenishing the supply of chalk. However, during classes, it was the teacher who did the writing and cleaning as well. The behavior and how each teacher conducted him/her self at the blackboard was different and this was quite amusing when you think of it now. Many did not like to erase the board for it created a storm of dust that settled on the teacher … so there were those who avoided erasing the board but did write horizontally, vertically, and even angularly filling every bit of available space with arrows pointing in every direction showing continuity. There were some who were engrossed in teaching and were covered in chalk head to toe by the end of the period.

In the 1960 s trousers were mainly of heavy cotton and were generally baggy; the custom of wearing a waist belt was not a habit then and the trouser sat loosely on your waist fastened with metal buckles.  I do remember the most loveable character, late Mr. Godfrey Peiris at STPS Bandarawela who had the habit of raising both his hands when at the blackboard. The right hand doing the writing and the left hung free on the board. Raising both hands makes your trousers slide down and this became a nuisance to Mr. Peiris. He was careful not to pick the trouser with his fingers, cos the chalk would dirty the trouser …. so he was in the habit of lifting his trousers with his elbows gyrating in a very awkward manner each time he came from the board. The trouser never did come up with the articulating embraces from his elbows, and in the end, he put his hands in the pockets to lift it up the trouser and walked out with chalk smeared trouser pockets. However, we were too young to have been excited over Mrs. Perera standing on tiptoes to reach the top of the board in her sleeveless saree jacket during Sinhala Grammar.  

With time we changed schools and came to Gurutalawa. A middle-level school with a complete difference to Bandarawela and a much freer college life. The easel standing boards were no more, the front wall in the classroom had a long masonry blackboard. Again, the monitor continued his duty of cleaning the board but here the pillow duster became a traveling item. One had to go looking for it or flick one from another class. Studies now became more concentrating and demanding and there were those who went about daydreaming and lost concentration while in class. This inattentiveness became an annoyance to the teacher and most often the duster and the chalk stubs turned into missiles in the class targeting those dumb-nuts. This at times turned out hilarious with some hitting a bulls-eye startling the daydreamer and in the meantime lifting the spirit of the teacher where otherwise the whole class world have to go in for detention on a Saturday. 

Finally, we entered the school by the sea in Mt Lavinia and the blackboards now had advanced very much with us turning seniors in school. The boards here were two in a set, sitting one behind the other traveling up and down on a cable & pulley assembly. We sat in a surround, elevated in a well looking at the tutor deep inside the well on a podium. The need for erasing during a forty-minute period was minimal when working with two boards. However, there were times of amusement even as seniors when we would tease a teacher who always had the habit of walking into the class without chalk and requesting a student to run up downstairs and bring a piece of chalk. However much we teased him about how would one run up downstairs he would repeat the same the following day.  

The blackboard evolved ever since we left college and entered University. The black color turned to green and by now the teacher had discovered that the color difference was a lot more comfortable to the eye, cos the green porcelain paint did cut down the glare. However, the Greenboard wasn’t quite a catchy name for it and the term blackboard stuck even while the board was in green.

Uni day over around 1990 there came to be the Whiteboard which became a fixture in every office, meeting room, school classrooms, and most other work environments.

Whiteboards have a smoother surface allowing rapid marking and erasing on its surface. Most tutors ended up being jugglers carrying a multitude of colored pens stuck in their fingers but were very much in a healthier workplace. Chalk powder was thought to cause respiratory ailments in both the student and teacher.    

Today we are in a highly health-conscious world but then did any of us or any of our teachers who were always exposed to chalk clouds throughout the day end up in a hospital with respiratory problems?

Finally, today the board has turned smarter than everybody else in the class.... the teacher does not have to kill the night preparing for the lesson. The daydreamer will go scot-free buried in his tablet or computer still fudging on the subject. No more missiles would be crossing the classroom space.

Where from here?....... Well, we are sure to go into a much smarter era come 2021 with the Covid 19 still to stay. Schools seem to be closed indefinitely and the tutor today has gone online, zooming in the student sitting at home. The doctor today prescribes your medication remotely through telemedicine.

The world would go on developing on Information Technology, for it is the only field that is progressing in leaps right now, turning everything around to a smarter one. But who could say if we end up being more stupider than before, leaving aside the time tested learning skills and the humble blackboard to a bygone era?   

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Monday, November 16, 2020

Ella - a Victim of Unplanned Tourism Development in Sri Lanka?

Ella a pristine landscape that needs to be protected from commercial exploiters

The general ruling for a place to be recognized as a tourist attraction needs to fulfill three ‘OOS’, they say. There has to be a View-oo with a Loo-oo and a Brew-oo…. It is the Loo and the Brew that one stops over for and it is the View that is got for free.

Ella in the Early Days

Before 1970, Ella was a very small township with hardly any commercial activity except for a few shacks that catered for the railway staff and the few plantation staff who frequented the train to get to Colombo or Badulla and back. It was only a distance of five kilometers from the turnoff at Kumbalwela on the Bandarawela Badulla road. A narrow interior road to Passara via Namunukula that catered to many a tea plantation in Demodara, Uduwara, Spring-valley, Namunukula, and Passara. There was no road to Wellawaya then and the Rawana-fall was hidden in the jungle; a day’s trek to and back in rugged terrain, dared only by the tough.   

Vista from the Ella Rest House - Picture Curtsy Echo Ella

However, there was still one location in Ella that was famous for even then. It was the Rest House which stands to this day in the most pristine location with the best vista. It was the most sort after location by the young honeymooner. This was the era when weddings were a house affair with no hotels for lavish functions but the couple needed a secret hideout for their honeymoon. And for honeymooners, there were those state-run rest houses in the most scenic locations secluded in tranquility. Kithulgala, Belihuloya, Ella, Meegahatenne, was famous as  honeymoon locations among many other locations in Habarana, Polonnaruwa, Thissamaharama, and Dambulla.

Wet Patana Grassland, and Savanna Grasslands.

Sunrise Across the Escarpment 


Ella–Wellawaya Road

This was a development project earmarked as early as 1952 when Major Montague Jayawickrama was the Minister of Transport and Public Works. However, it was only in 1965 when the political climate in the country became stable that these development projects could be implemented. Wellawaya is a major intersection point linking the South and the East with the Uva hills and Nuwara Eliya.  Before the new road came to be the Upper-Uva was linked by a circuitous route via Koslanda – Diyaluma, Meerahawatte to Beragala, and Haputale. Reaching Bandarawela from Haputale was again via Diyatalawa or Welimada. A bus ride that took over 2 hours.  

By 1967 the Survey Department had marked the road trace on the ground and the construction was entrusted to the Sri Lanka Army. This was the time I was schooling at S Thomas’ College Gurutalawa and we were in the habit of exploring the premiere hills in the Uva region. It was while on a hike to Namunukula that we get to know of the proposed road down to Wellawaya from Ella. Our next hike was to traverse along the survey pickets all the way down to Wellawaya through a rugged scrub jungle terrain.

On a long weekend in the month of June 1967 the senior scouts accompanied by Rev: Fr: Harold Goodchild took the task of traversing this distance of approximately 18 Km from Ella to Wellawaya. I remember crossing the Rawana-falls which was a miraculous and a dangerous task when we had to creep behind the waterfall through an overhanging rock crevice that was slippery and dampened. The afternoon was of continuous rain where we encountered wildlife, coming into the open. There was Barking deer, Spotted dear, and Wild-boar with a plentiful Jungle Fowl and Peacocks. Drenched in rain and sweat we reached the Wellawaya Rest House for the night around 7:00 PM totally exhausted after almost 12 hours.








However, it was only in the early 1970s that this road was completed and became motorable; a major link to the Upper Uva area. Ella was now a major intersection point on the motorway more than it was on the railway.

Ella Rest house now turned out to be the famous breakfast/lunch stopover point on the Southern/Upcountry tourist circuit fulfilling the Loo and the Brew with a grand View across the Ella Gap. It was the most sort after lunch stop on the way to Nuwara Eliya from Yala and Udawalawe on the Birdwatching tours in the 2001-2003 era when I was a resource person and bird guiding was technically limited to a few individuals then. However, Ella was still a safe haven to the honeymooner and did continue to be so until about the year 2010.  It was towards the end of 2008 that Elle turned out to be a popular backpacker station thanks to the Travel-guide "Lonely Planet".

By now I was traversing this road once a month to visit my daughter at the Uva-Wellassa University and was able to see the development of the haphazard changes that took place in a five year period.

Lonely Planet

Lonely Planet by this time was reviewing tourism in the region after the devastating Asian Tsunami in 2004. They had now introduced Ella as a very comfortable backpacker location that could be reached by train from Colombo within ten hours. Alongside Ella the Galle Fort was also promoted highlighting as a new tourist attraction within a livable Dutch Fort. This brought about huge development in the Galle Fort when original residents now sold their properties to very lucrative deals and located themselves elsewhere.

Railway Engineering Feats 

Nine Arches  with no tourists around in 2011

With the 30-year war coming to an end in 2009, tourism picked up gradually. However, there was the local traveler also experiencing free movement and the Provincial Tourism Promotion also commenced advocating the unique localities like the Nine Arched Viaduct, and the Looping the Loop on the railway track in Demodara designed to address an impassable gradient to Badulla.

3 Wheeler Taxi at the Nine arches in 2017







But it should be noted that these locations were still in the wilderness even by 2011 when I did go up trekking to the railway line to see the Nine Arches that had no road access even by then. There is much chinwag being uttered today to the unsuspecting traveler on the design and construction of this structure to be the only such on the upcountry railway…. Many do not know that there is also a five arched viaduct structure on the railway close to Rambukkana. However today there is only the center arch visible with the other four built up to a closure probably to cater to a faster track.

Five Arches being built at Rambukkana -Picture Curtsy Sri Lanka Railway Journal 

This was built during the WW1 and steel bridges were not attainable thus they came up with this structure with hired labour. It was D. J. Wimalasurendra, a distinguished Ceylonese engineer and inventor. with the railway designer H. C. Marwood of the Ceylon Railway Construction Department who masterminded this structure and solved the issue with the gradient at Demodara by looping the loop under the Demodara railway station.



I had written about these marvels of Railway Engineering when there was no tourist waiting for a train on the Nine Arches.  Tap the line for the article

Land grabbing is rampant for commercial exploitation

Little Adams Peak or False Adams Peak

This is another attraction more with the local traveler in Ella; a sheer climb across a tea plantation to a viewpoint where there is folklore woven around in the Uva-Wellassa. However, interpretation of this is lost or not known and there has come up a Buddhist shrine today in the most ad-hoc manner trying to exploit the location with false propaganda.     


The story of Little Adam’s Peak is reflected in the book ‘Sinhala Folktales by D P Wickramasinghe’. According to Wickramasinghe, the village Millawa (now Mallahewa) was the central location in the region of Bibile today and this was the same locality the Millawe Dissawe who was succeeded by Keppitipola Dissawe during the Uva Rebellion. The Village Kotagama in Millawa was a very prosperous ancient village and home to many a nobleman with riches. Wickramasinghe discusses a person by the name ‘Kotagama Sitano’ who lived in Kotagama Bibile; a philanthropic nobleman with riches, owning large extents of land in Kotagama. He had a single daughter who inherited all his wealth and through wedlock gave birth to three sons. The folk tale centers around the lady’s final wish to worship “Sri Paada” [Adams peak]. The two elder sons dismiss the request as she was too feeble for the strenuous journey. However, the youngest son replicated a Sri Paada in a location close to Ravana Elle in today’s Ella area and took the mother on a false pilgrimage fulfilling her wish and becomes the sole heir of all the land and the riches but it is said that he later split them equally with his two brothers. So it should be noted that there is no Buddhist lineage to the Little Adam’s Peak in Ella as some hoodwinkers are trying to exploit.

Further to these locations, there are other strenuous hiking routes that are for the fittest and these hikes are more frequented by the backpacker rather than the local traveler. The Ravana Caves situated within the Ravana Falls Sanctuary are administered by the Department of Wildlife Conservation needing special authorization for the visitor with a trained guide.

Tourism and Infrastructure Expansion

With the 30 years war coming to an end in 2009, the country was put on an economic revival. Priority was for tourism where much was expected from. Of course, there was much potential for tourism where Sri Lanka remained a no-go zone for almost thirty years to the world traveler. While the Sun and Sea sector did cater to its clientele, new location as living within the Galle Fort, the vistas of Ella with hiking, visiting other locations of interest in Uva,  and numerous other Wildlife Tourism locations in the Yala and Udawalawe National Parks flourished. Thus new infrastructure for lodging came up in all these locations catering to the influx of tourism which in return provided the much-needed economic growth for the country.


Amongst all these new locations, it was only Ella that had a very limited buildable land area for expansion. The topo-geography of Ella had its own limitation for expanding infrastructure. However, with the Homestay Concept introduced as a means to accommodate the ever-increasing demand for rooms, Ella took it in a big way to cater to the backpacker looking for low-cost comfort. 

Ella another victim of development

Today Ella has turned out to be the Narigama of Hikkaduwa then in the 1970s; the first victim of tourism development. This unplanned, misused and mismanaged tourist locality in Hikkaduwa with a pristine beachfront was disparaged in society; thought to have impacted the social structure very much. Finally, it was the 2004 Asian Tsunami that put everything there into disarray.   

Ella today could be highlighted as the second victim in this type of unplanned tourism development in the country. Ella's environment has been raped of its natural vegetation during the last decade [2010-2020]. Uva Province has the highest diversity of natural vegetation in the country and eleven out of fourteen major natural vegetation types are represented in Ella. Ella and it's immediate cater to at least seven of these eleven types.  The Moist Mixed Evergreen Forests, Mid-elevational Evergreen Forests, Montane Evergreen Forests, Dry Riverine Evergreen Forests, Dry Patana Grasslands, Wet Patana Grassland, and Savanna Grasslands.

The haphazard land grabbing for construction has contributed to the depletion of the continuance of those once green hills and valley that were only cut across by a road linking the Dry Lower Uva with the Wet Upper Uva. The streams are now getting polluted with the effluent from the massive construction taking place that is very vulnerably founded on unstable ground. The already discussed road is also a victim of the development with excessive runoff from the hillside contributing to sliding land that makes the road impassable for days during the rainy season.

Mountains that should be kept out of human activity are full of trespass with numerous Buddhist temples coming up on these hilltops tempting people to go up regularly. The question today is can Ella cater to this many people and the bubble is almost about to explode. We now note the Urban Development Authority (UDA) to have published a Development Program for Ella after much of its regulations have been blatantly violated. The limitation of building heights to three stories is a clear violation while the prohibition to build on inclines over 45 degrees is not heeded. It is so strange that the Local Authority who is also the regulatory body in this regard turns a blind eye, while their repositories swelled from the taxes and the revenue collected.



UDA Development Plan for Ella [2019-2030]   

This document is now available to the public which is yet to be implemented, spell out the gravity of the problem in Ella. There are over 600 hotels and guest houses now in Ella within an approximate area of 5.6 square kilometers. And the immediate problem is the availability of safe water. The daily water demand for these facilities is an enormous 1,861,860 liters per day. And it is noted that the combination of the Local Authority the National Water Board and the numerous other shallow wells can only supply 917,500 liters accounting for a 50% shortfall. There is no proper wastewater and sewerage water disposable system accounting for leachate and surface flow escaping to waterbodies that end up in the Kirindi-Oya.   

Section of Google Maps showing Hotels and Lodges in Ella Today

The six tons of solid waste collected in a day are deposited in an open dump at Kithalella. The gravity of the situation is dubious and they continue to dump on a private land of mere 15 perches in extent alongside the main road to Demodara.

This haphazard manner in the growth of the tourist industry is accounted for the far excessive number of lodges and hotels that came up violating the regulatory mechanism obstructing the very same vistas and the scenery that Ella is frequented for and is famous for. Thus the need for a development plan to mitigate and control these unauthorized buildings and structures of many that need to be demolished is a question for the urban planner and a problem to the local politician.  

Ella Town which is situated in an environmentally sensitive zone loaded with so much infrastructure for tourism has generated a grave vulnerability towards earth slips and shifting soils which if goes unchecked would turn out to be another catastrophe much similar to the 2004 Asian Tsunami that struck Narigama in Hikkaduwa.    

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