“Day Six in Andaman wasn’t about ticking places — it was about feeling the island breathe, from forested hills to a silent sunset by the sea.”
🌅 Day 6 – Forest Paths & Farewell Sunsets
A Morning of Heritage, Green Trails & Quiet Excitement
Day six of our Andaman journey unfolded gently, almost mirroring the rhythm of the previous days — calm mornings, familiar routines, and the quiet excitement of discovering something new. There was no rush today, no long sea crossings or early ferry alarms. Everything was planned within Port Blair, allowing us to travel slowly and absorb more.
Yet, despite the relaxed schedule, this day held many surprises and a few first-time experiences in our lives — moments that would stay with us long after the journey ended.
Today’s plan was beautifully balanced:
🌿 Historic Chatham Saw Mill in the morning
🌲 Mount Manipur National Park for forest and hill views
🌅 Chidiya Tapu Sunset Point to close the day with nature’s farewell
🌄 Waking Up with Nature in Port Blair
We woke up around 6:30 AM, greeted by soft bird calls and warm morning light filtering through the windows. The sky was clear, the sun already strong — even in late December, Andaman reminded us of its tropical soul. The day promised sunshine, greenery, and stories.
After freshening up, the familiar knock came at 7:00 AM — bed tea and biscuits, a small ritual that had become part of our daily island life. These slow mornings, without alarms or urgency, were becoming one of our favourite parts of the trip.
🍽️ Breakfast Plans & Easy Mornings
As per our routine, breakfast was planned at Andaman Kartik’s own restaurant – Island Cafe, on the way to our first destination. Today, we weren’t carrying packed lunch, as we planned to return to Port Blair by afternoon and enjoy lunch at a restaurant later.
By 8:00 AM, everyone was ready — bags packed, cameras charged, smiles in place. The family we had met earlier on the trip joined us again today, making the journey feel warmer and more familiar.
While waiting for our vehicle, we spent a few quiet moments clicking photos in front of the hotel. The surrounding buildings, greenery, and morning light created a lovely natural backdrop — just like the previous day.
🚗 On the Road Again – Towards History
At 8:05 AM, our 9-seater Innova arrived, and we started the day’s journey — eight travellers in total, filled with curiosity and calm anticipation.
Breakfast at Island Cafe was simple yet energizing:
🍽️ Upma, boiled eggs, and tea — light, comforting, and perfect for a sightseeing day.
Titli asked for egg bread toast, and without hesitation, our tour manager arranged it happily — small gestures like these made the journey smoother and more personal.
🏭 First Stop: Chatham Saw Mill – A Living Chapter of Andaman’s History
Our first destination was Chatham Saw Mill, located on Chatham Island, around 10 km from central Port Blair. The drive itself was pleasant, crossing a bridge with beautiful views of the harbor — a reminder that history here is always surrounded by nature.
🕘 Opening Hours: 8:30 AM – 2:30 PM
🚫 Closed on: Sundays & Public Holidays
Known as one of the oldest sawmills in Asia, Chatham Saw Mill is not just an industrial site but a living reminder of Andaman’s colonial and maritime past. Along with the operational mill, it houses a small museum that tells stories of timber, trade, and the island’s early development.
This short yet meaningful stop is often included in Port Blair city tours — and as we approached it, we felt ready to step into a quieter, forgotten chapter of Andaman’s history.
🏭 Chatham Saw Mill – Where Timber, Time & History Still Breathe
Our first stop of the day was Chatham Saw Mill, one of the oldest and largest wood-processing units in Asia. As we stepped onto Chatham Island, surrounded by calm backwaters and dense greenery, the atmosphere immediately felt different — quieter, heavier, and deeply historical.
This was not just another sightseeing spot.
It felt like walking into a living chapter of Andaman’s past.
⏰ Arrival & Entry Experience
We reached the Chatham Saw Mill gate around 9:10 AM.
The island is connected to Port Blair by a 100-meter-long bridge, offering beautiful harbour views even before the visit begins.
🎟️ Entry Tickets
🟢 Indian Nationals: ₹10
🟠 Foreign Nationals: ₹50
Our tour manager quickly collected the tickets and waited outside with the driver, giving us enough time to explore the entire complex peacefully.
🪵 A Living Industrial Heritage Since 1883
Established in 1883 by the British, Chatham Saw Mill once played a crucial role in supplying timber for construction across the Andaman Islands and mainland India. Long before modern infrastructure reached these islands, this mill powered development using Andaman’s rich forest resources.
What makes Chatham Saw Mill special is that it’s still operational today. This isn’t a static museum — it’s a working heritage site.
As we walked through the premises, we witnessed the complete timber processing journey:
🌲 massive logs
⚙️ giant saw blades
🔩 heavy-duty machinery
📦 neatly stacked timber blocks
The rhythmic sound of machines cutting through solid wood and the fresh scent of timber created an atmosphere that felt raw, real, and deeply connected to nature.
💣 The WWII Bomb Pit – A Silent Witness of War
One of the most emotionally powerful moments of our visit was discovering the World War II bomb pit.
In 1942, during the Japanese occupation of the Andaman Islands, Chatham Saw Mill was bombed. The massive crater created by that attack has been preserved exactly as it is — not repaired, not hidden.
Standing beside it, we felt an unexpected silence.
No boards, no explanations — just history speaking on its own.
We hadn’t heard about this before coming here, and seeing it in person was both shocking and humbling.
🌳 Forest Museum – Hidden Gem Inside the Complex
Within the same compound lies the Forest Museum, a quiet treasure for nature and history lovers.
Inside, we saw beautifully crafted wooden artifacts and furniture made from native Andaman wood varieties such as:
🌿 Padauk
🌿 Marble Wood
🌿 Satinwood
The exhibits also explain local flora, fauna, forest conservation practices, and the sustainable use of timber — reminding visitors that forests are not just resources, but responsibility.
I captured the entire museum in video format, along with many still photographs. We spent almost one full hour inside the Saw Mill complex, which felt just right — unhurried and immersive.
🎥 For a complete walkthrough watch:
Exploring the Historic Saw Mill Chatham – A Journey Through Time | Andaman Tour Day 6 Ep 1
🧭 Travel Tips – From Experience
✨ Visit early morning for a cooler and quieter experience
✨ Don’t rush — give at least 45–60 minutes
✨ Wear comfortable footwear; the area is large
✨ Photography is allowed, but be mindful near machines
Chatham Saw Mill isn’t just about wood or machines — it’s about time, survival, and stories carved into timber and silence.
🏭 Chatham Saw Mill – History, Timings, Tickets & Visitor Guide
Hidden on Chatham Island, just a short drive from Port Blair, Chatham Saw Mill stands as a powerful reminder of Andaman’s colonial past and industrial heritage. More than a tourist spot, it is a living legacy — where history, craftsmanship, and conservation meet.
📍 Location & How to Reach
📌 Chatham Island, Port Blair
🚗 Distance from Marina Park / Aberdeen Bazaar: ~10 km
⏱️ Travel Time: 20–30 minutes by cab or auto
The island is connected to Port Blair by a 100-meter-long bridge, offering scenic views of the harbor and naval area while approaching the mill.
🕰️ Timings & Best Time to Visit
⏰ Opening Hours
🟢 8:30 AM – 2:30 PM
🚫 Closed on Sundays & Public Holidays
✨ Best Time to Visit
✔️ Morning hours (8:30–11:00 AM)
✔️ Cooler weather
✔️ Active timber processing visible
✔️ Less crowd
📜 History – A Mill That Built the Islands
Established in 1883 by the British, Chatham Saw Mill was created to supply timber for:
🏗️ Government buildings
⚓ Dockyards
🏠 Colonial residences
🚢 Ship construction
Before modern roads and cement structures existed in Andaman, this mill shaped the islands using wood sourced from dense tropical forests.
What makes it unique even today is that the mill is still operational, continuing its legacy for over 140 years.
💣 World War II Connection
In 1942, during the Japanese occupation of Andaman, the mill was bombed.
The resulting bomb crater has been preserved within the premises as a historical monument.
It silently reminds visitors of:
⚔️ War destruction
🕊️ Survival
🧱 Resilience of Andaman’s past
This is one of the few places in Andaman where WWII impact can be seen so closely.
🌳 Forest Museum – Nature Meets Craft
Inside the mill complex lies the Forest Museum, showcasing:
🪵 Handcrafted wooden furniture
🗿 Sculptures and artifacts
🌲 Native wood varieties like Padauk, Marble Wood & Satinwood
🦜 Exhibits on Andaman flora & fauna
♻️ Forest conservation awareness
It adds an educational and cultural layer to the visit, especially for families and nature lovers.
⏳ Time Required
🕰️ Ideal Duration: 45 minutes – 1 hour
Enough to explore:
✔️ Working saw mill
✔️ Bomb pit
✔️ Forest Museum
✔️ Photography & videos
🎒 Practical Visitor Tips
✨ Photography allowed (avoid restricted zones)
✨ Combine with Mount Manipur National Park for a half-day plan
Chatham Saw Mill is not just a sightseeing stop — it is a place where wood remembers history and silence tells stories.
🚶♂️ When the Plan Paused — And the Island Took Over
With the memories of Chatham Saw Mill still fresh in our minds, we stepped out of the gate around 10:15 AM, ready to move towards our next destination — Mount Manipur National Park. Instinctively, our eyes searched for the familiar sight of our car, the driver, or our tour manager.
But there was nothing.
No vehicle.
No manager.
Just the quiet road and the sound of the sea somewhere nearby.
For a few seconds, both families stood there, slightly puzzled, exchanging glances. It wasn’t panic — just one of those unexpected pauses that travel sometimes gifts you. I took out my phone and called our tour manager. His reply came calmly, almost casually.
“The car has already crossed,” he said. “I’m waiting near Chatham Ferry Ghat. It’s very close — just 500 meters, hardly five minutes by walk.”
So that was it.
🌬️ A Five-Minute Walk-Through Port Blair’s Soul
After confirming the direction with the saw mill gate security, we started walking towards the ferry point. The road was quiet, and the walk itself turned out to be unexpectedly refreshing. Cool sea air flowed in from the harbour, easing the morning heat, while the Port Blair waterfront slowly revealed itself beside us.
Ships anchored in the distance, gentle ripples on the water, and the slow movement of the harbour gave us that familiar Andaman feeling — calm, unhurried, grounded.
True to the words of the security guard, within five minutes we reached Chatham Ferry Ghat.
But once again, our tour manager was nowhere to be seen.
🎟️ Taking Control — Like a Local
By now, we were comfortable enough with the plan. This ferry crossing was part of the route, and honestly, it felt good to handle things ourselves. I walked up to the counter and bought eight passenger tickets at ₹13 per person — simple, affordable, and efficient.
This was not a tourist ferry.
This was real Port Blair life.
The Chatham to Bambooflat ferry runs throughout the day, often every 15 to 30 minutes, connecting Chatham Island with Bambooflat across the bay. Locals rely on it daily — office commuters, shopkeepers, students, and workers. Vehicles, bikes, autos, and even buses use this route to reach areas near Mount Manipur.
Standing there with our tickets in hand, surrounded by locals, we already felt part of something authentic.
🚢 A Floating Bridge Between Two Worlds
When the ferry arrived, we joined the queue quietly, blending in with everyone else. The boarding process itself was fascinating. First, all passengers disembarked. Then the magic happened.
A mechanical connector slowly lowered, forming a bridge between land and vessel. One by one, cars rolled out, followed by bikes, autos, and goods vehicles. Watching this smooth, practiced movement felt almost cinematic.
This was a Ro-Ro ferry — Roll-on, Roll-off — designed to carry both people and vehicles with ease. Until that moment, we hadn’t fully realized how essential this service was to island connectivity.
Once the deck cleared, the staff signalled us to board.
📸 Watching Andaman Move
I climbed up the stairs to the upper deck, instinctively reaching for my camera. From here, I had a perfect vantage point. Vehicles rolled in carefully, bikes lined up neatly, and crew members guided every movement with quiet confidence.
From the top, I could see the captain’s cabin, the steering area, and the coordinated teamwork required to run this massive vessel. One by one, our group followed me upstairs. Only Baba chose to stay on the lower level, where seating was more relaxed and comfortable.
Just before departure, as the ferry prepared to pull away from Chatham, I finally spotted our tour manager standing below beside the car. A small relief, but by then, we already felt fully in control of the journey.
Even without him, the island had shown us the way.
🌊 A Short Ride, A Lasting Impression
As the ferry moved forward, Port Blair Harbor opened up beautifully. Calm waters stretched ahead, green islands framed the horizon, naval ships rested quietly, and the breeze carried that unmistakable scent of the sea.
The crossing takes roughly 20 minutes, but it never feels rushed. It’s just long enough to slow your thoughts, observe life around you, and appreciate how smoothly everyday systems work here.
This ferry wasn’t built for tourists — and that’s exactly what made it special. It was raw, real, and deeply local. A moving slice of Andaman life that many travelers overlook.
To experience this authentic moment exactly as we lived it, watch the episode here:
🎥 Scenic Journey – Chatham to Bambooflat Ferry Ride | Andaman Tour – Day 6 Ep 2
🌿 Into the Green Heart of Andaman — Mount Manipur National Park
By 10:45 AM, our ferry gently touched the shores of Bambooflat. The short crossing was over, but a very different kind of journey was about to begin. Somewhere beyond this quiet jetty lay Mount Manipur National Park — the green crown of South Andaman.
As soon as we stepped onto the land, our tour manager arranged a local jeep for us. This jeep would be our ride, our guide, and our storyteller for the next couple of hours. The deal was simple — ₹1000 for two hours, eight of us comfortably seated, and complete freedom to explore.
From this point onward, the manager would not accompany us. He explained that on our return we would again cross back to Chatham by ferry, where our original car would be waiting. It felt a little unfamiliar — but also exciting. Once again, we were traveling like locals.
🚙 A Slow Climb from Village to Wilderness
We settled into the jeep — I took the front seat beside the driver with Titli, camera ready, curiosity wide open. Three of us occupied the middle row, three more at the back. It wasn’t luxury, but it was perfect.
The drive towards Mount Manipur National Park is only about 7.5 kilometers, yet it feels like a gradual shift between worlds. The first stretch passed through a quiet village — modest houses, a school, a church, daily life unfolding without hurry.
Then, almost without warning, the village faded behind us.
The road began to climb.
Tall trees closed in from both sides, sunlight filtered through dense leaves, and the air noticeably cooled. The road was well-constructed but narrow, winding gently upward into the forest. At one point, another vehicle descended from the opposite direction, and for a brief moment, the path felt impossibly tight. But our driver handled it with calm confidence — clearly a man who knew this forest well.
Now and then, the jeep slowed down, not because of traffic, but because nature demanded attention.
🐦 When the Forest Speaks
The forest was alive.
We heard birds before we saw them — distant calls echoing between trees. At one bend, we spotted a bird standing on the road with its chick. As our jeep approached, both quietly took flight, disappearing into the greenery as if they had never been there at all.
Moments like these don’t announce themselves. You only notice them if you’re slow enough.
Our driver told us that if luck is on your side, you might spot reptiles, wild pigs, or even rare birds along this stretch. Nothing is guaranteed here — and that’s what makes it special.
📸 The View That Once Lived in Your Wallet
Midway through the climb, the jeep stopped at a familiar viewpoint.
As we stepped out, the scene unfolded instantly — the same panoramic view that once appeared on the old ₹20 Indian currency note. Standing there in real life felt strangely nostalgic.
From this vantage point, the sea stretched endlessly, dotted with islands. Ross Island and North Bay Island were clearly visible, floating quietly in the distance. Cameras came out, smiles followed, and for a few minutes, time simply paused.
This was not just a viewpoint — it was a reminder of how deeply this place is woven into India’s visual memory.
🎟️ At the Forest Gate — Where Rules Change
Soon after, we reached the entry gate of Mount Manipur National Park. The atmosphere shifted again. This wasn’t just a scenic road anymore — this was a protected forest zone.
Our driver collected our tickets and permissions, showing identity documents as required. Entry here is strictly regulated, and rightly so. As we waited, something unexpected caught our attention.
Across the road, two forest guards were carefully carrying a wounded animal on their shoulders, heading toward the nearby veterinary facility. We couldn’t see the animal clearly, but curiosity got the better of us. When we asked, the driver quietly said it was a forest pig.
It was a small moment, but a powerful one — a reminder that this forest is not just for visitors, but a living home that needs care and protection.
Once formalities were complete, the gate opened, and we drove inside.
🌳 Stories Written in Trees
Inside the park, the forest felt denser, older, and more silent. Along the road, signboards appeared — not advertisements, but gentle warnings and guides. They spoke about birds active at different times, reptiles found in the area, and snakes that might cross the road.
Our driver pointed out trees as we moved deeper.
One name stood out — Agarwood.
He explained how this rare tree is among the most valuable in the world, often more expensive than sandalwood. Known as “liquid gold of the forest,” agarwood produces a fragrant resin used in perfumes, incense, and medicine. Unlike most wood, it sinks in water, not floats — a sign of its density and oil content.
Listening to these stories while surrounded by the very forest that nurtures such treasures made the experience deeply grounding.
The road ahead disappeared into layers of green, and we knew we were now fully inside the heart of Mount Manipur National Park — where history, wildlife, and silence coexist.
🌲 Where the Road Ends and the Forest Begins — Inside Mount Manipur National Park
Before entering the heart of Mount Manipur National Park, our jeep rolled into a small parking zone. From here, vehicles were not allowed further. The forest demanded respect — and silence.
We stepped out, stretched a little, and began walking. The actual park entrance was barely 100 meters away, but that short walk already felt like crossing into another world.
As soon as we entered, we noticed both locals and tourists scattered around the area. The sun was bright, and yes, it was a little hot — but standing 365 meters above sea level, the constant mountain breeze balanced everything perfectly. Fresh air, forest smell, and open sky — it felt light and alive.
🔭 Watching the Islands from the Sky
Our first climb was towards a watchtower.
Step by step, the forest opened up beneath us. From the top, the view was simply breathtaking. The islands lay quietly in the distance, wrapped in blue sea and soft haze. Standing there, it felt unreal how peaceful everything looked from above.
This high ground once served a very different purpose.
Our driver-cum-guide explained that during World War II, several gun points were set up inside this park. Strategically placed and surrounded by dense forest, these positions were ideal for monitoring and targeting enemy aircraft — hidden so well that they remained difficult to detect.
Walking past these silent gun points today, now covered in moss and shadow, felt surreal. What was once built for war now stood quietly inside a sanctuary of birds and trees.
🌿 Comforts, Rules, and Quiet Corners
Inside the park, we noticed sitting areas, drinking water facilities, and even a few residential quarters tucked away among the trees. These, we were told, were not for tourists — likely reserved for government officials or forest staff.
By rule, no visitors are allowed inside the park after 4:30 PM. The forest belongs to the forest once daylight fades.
Mount Manipur National Park is known for hiking trails, birdwatching, and some of the most panoramic viewpoints in South Andaman. Even without trekking deep, the place feels vast and untouched.
📸 One More Tower, One More Pause
We climbed another watchtower next.
Cameras came out again. Videos rolled. Laughter mixed with the sound of wind moving through leaves. Baba, feeling a little tired, took a break on one of the benches, soaking in the calm rather than the climb.
From the main area, a signboard caught our attention.
👉 “Gun Point →”
Someone nearby mentioned something else — a waterfall, deep inside the forest, around 2 kilometers away.
That was all it took.
🌳 Into the Unknown — A Forest Walk Without a Map
Curiosity won.
Me, Titli, and Suchismita decided to explore further. Baba stayed back in the park, and the other family members chose not to walk deeper. The three of us stepped onto a narrow footpath leading into the forest.
First, we reached another gun point, around 200 meters away. Beyond that, the path continued — thinner, quieter, darker.
Soon, we were alone.
Tall, ancient trees surrounded us. In some places, sunlight couldn’t reach the ground at all. The forest felt alive — not loud, not threatening — just deeply present. Birds called from unseen branches. Leaves rustled softly. It felt as if every tree had a story to tell.
For about 15 minutes, we walked in silence, excitement slowly mixing with uncertainty. No people. No signs. No sound except nature.
That’s when fear quietly entered the adventure.
Titli and Suchismita looked at me and said it honestly — they were feeling nervous. The forest was beautiful, but also unknown.
We decided together.
They would turn back the same way. I would walk a little further alone — just a few minutes — to see if the waterfall truly existed.
🚶♂️ Alone with the Forest
Walking alone felt different.
The silence was deeper. Every step felt louder. After another five minutes, there was still no sign of water, no sound of a fall — just trees, shadows, and winding earth.
Then, suddenly, I saw a man walking toward me from deeper inside the forest.
Relief.
I asked him about the waterfall. Language was a challenge at first — Bengali didn’t work. Hindi and English did. He was from Kerala and told me something unexpected.
He had walked more than one kilometer inside, searching for the same waterfall — and found nothing.
That was enough.
Adventure should excite, not worry the people waiting for you.
We turned back together.
🌅 Back to the Park, Back to Reality
When I returned, Titli and Suchismita were waiting at the park. Relief, smiles, and a silent agreement that some mysteries are better left untouched.
Whether a waterfall truly exists there or not — we still don’t know.
Even our driver had no confirmed information. No forest staff were around to ask. And maybe that’s the beauty of it — not everything needs a conclusion.
⛴️ Waiting by the Water Once Again
We left the park and boarded the jeep back toward Bambooflat Ferry Ghat. This time, I sat at the back, letting two girls from the other family enjoy the front view.
By 12:45 PM, we reached the ghat — just in time to see a ferry leaving.
Missed by minutes.
Tickets were bought, and we were told the next ferry would arrive within 20 minutes. So we waited. Water bottles and biscuits helped pass the time as we sat by the edge, watching the calm harbor breathe.
The forest adventure was over. The journey back to Port Blair was about to begin.
🎥 Exploring the Serenity – Mount Manipur National Park – Andaman Tour: Day 6 | Ep 3
🌿 Mount Manipur National Park — A Living Forest With Stories in Every Leaf
After seeing the silent forest paths and feeling the breeze atop the laid-back hiking routes, it’s worth pausing to understand what makes Mount Manipur National Park truly special — beyond its breathtaking views and the winding trails we walked.
Mount Manipur National Park, formerly known as Mount Harriet National Park, is more than just a green escape near Port Blair — it is a living tapestry of nature, history, and biodiversity, woven with stories of freedom fighters, ancient forests, rare wildlife, and panoramic island views.
🌄 A Name That Honors Courage
In 2021, the park was renamed Mount Manipur National Park to honor the brave freedom fighters from Manipur who were exiled here during the British colonial era. So when you walk through this forest today, you are treading on land where history and nature have converged through time — a place where struggle and beauty coexist silently.
🌴 Forests That Breathe Life
Spread over lush hills and valleys near Hope Town, Port Blair, the park is a treasure trove of tropical forest life. The moment you step inside, the air feels greener — not just because of the trees, but because of the life they nurture.
Among the many trees that call this forest home, one stands out in both legend and value:
✨ Agarwood (Oudh) — Often called the “liquid gold of the forest,” agarwood produces a rare fragrant resin valued in perfumes, incense, and traditional medicine.
This tree is so dense and oil-rich that it sinks in water rather than floats, making it truly unique. Its scent, when real, carries a deep earthy warmth — a smell that can bring you closer to the soul of the forest.
Alongside agarwood, the forest is carpeted with evergreen species, shrubs, medicinal plants, and sturdy hardwoods that have stood for generations. Every path feels like a history book written in rings and leaves.
🐦 Birds That Sing the Forest Awake
For bird lovers, Mount Manipur is nothing short of a paradise.
Over 90 species of birds have been recorded here — some common, some rare, but all beautiful in their own right:
🌟 Andaman Drongo — known for its iridescent black feathers and playful flight.
🕊️ White-headed Bulbul — singing songs that echo deep in the forest corridors.
🦜 Pied Thrush and Andaman Crake — gems for keen birdwatchers.
Every rustle, chirp, and distant whistle tells you that you are not alone here — the forest is alive, listening, and responding.
🐾 Creatures of Land and Shadow
Apart from birds, the park shelters a variety of wildlife that few travelers get to see, but all should know about:
🌲 Andaman Pig — a forest inhabitant often spotted near water bodies or shaded clearings.
🐍 Reptiles like the King Cobra — rare and revered, more likely heard than seen.
🦎 Geckos, skinks, and tiny forest lizards — weaving through the undergrowth.
🦇 Fruit bats in the evening — guardians of dusk and unexpected forest companions.
The animals here move quietly, hidden by green shadows and mossy trees. You might glimpse them, or you might only hear them — but awareness of their presence makes every step deeper into the forest feel richer.
⏱️ Planning Your Visit — Time, Ticket & Best Moments
This park feels timeless, but a few practical notes help make your visit smooth:
🕘 Timings: Generally open for visitors in the morning and afternoon — avoid late evening because the forest is a protected zone and visitor access is limited after 4:30 PM.
🎟️ Ticket Price: Around ₹25 for adults, free for children under 12, and a higher charge for foreign nationals. (Local rates may vary slightly, so checking at the entry gate helps.)
🚶 Duration: A typical visit takes around 1–2 hours — long enough to explore lookout points, listen to the birds, and feel the forest breathe.
🌦️ Best Time to Visit — When the Forest Shines
The forest wears different moods through the seasons:
🌤️ October to March: This is the best window — skies are clear, temperatures are pleasant, and visibility from hilltop viewpoints is excellent.
🌦️ Monsoon Months (June to September): The forest becomes lush emerald green, but trails can be slippery and visibility drops.
☀️ Early Morning: Best for birdwatching and cooler air.
🌅 Late Afternoon: Brilliant for viewpoints, soft light, and slower forest sounds.
🌄 Where the Sea Meets the Sky
The magic that makes Mount Manipur unforgettable is right at its heart:
From forest trails to hilltop viewpoints, you get a 360° embrace of sea and green land — a feeling that’s been celebrated in Andaman travel lore and even featured on the old ₹20 Indian currency note.
Standing there, every gentle breeze feels like a reminder:
Nature, history, and freedom can coexist in a single place.
This park is more than a destination — it’s a reminder of how deeply life is interwoven with every tree, every birdcall, and every quiet breath of the forest.
🚢 Back Across the Harbor — Hunger, Waiting & a Bengali Feast
Finally, the next ferry arrived, and we boarded once again — people first, then bikes, cars, a school van, even a petrol tanker rolling in calmly as if this was the most normal thing in the world. This time, there was no shock or surprise like our first ferry ride. Now we understood the rhythm. This was everyday Andaman life, moving slowly yet confidently across the water.
The short journey felt quieter. Maybe because the excitement of the forest was still lingering in our minds, or maybe because hunger had started speaking louder than curiosity. The sea was calm, the breeze gentle, and within minutes we reached Chatham Ghat around 1:25 PM.
But as we stepped down from the ferry, one thing was missing — our car.
No driver. No tour manager. Just us, the jetty, and the afternoon sun.
I immediately called Andaman Kartik. He explained that the morning car had broken down and was currently in a repair shop. Whether that was fully true or partially true didn’t really matter — at that moment, we had no choice but to wait. He asked us to stay near the ghat and assured us another car would be sent soon.
🚶♂️ Around us, small food stalls were open. Public transport was available. We could have easily gone to Port Blair market on our own.
But after a long morning filled with forests, watchtowers, ferries, and walking trails — we were tired, and more importantly, very hungry. So we waited.
Minutes felt longer when hunger kicks in.
After nearly 15 minutes — and a couple of reminder calls from my side — a familiar vehicle finally arrived. It was the same Tavera they had arranged earlier during our Neil Island return day. No complaints now — we were just relieved.
🍽️ Island Cafe — Crab Curry, Comfort & Compensation
By 2:05 PM, we reached Island Cafe, Andaman Kartik’s own restaurant — and honestly, it felt like reaching home after a long day outside.
Lunch today came with a surprise.
🦀 Andaman Crab Curry — and not a small one.
A big, full-sized crab, cooked perfectly.
Baba chose fish as usual, but the rest of us went all in with the crab curry — hot rice, dal, local vegetables, and that unmistakable coastal flavor. Hunger makes food taste better, but this one didn’t need help — it was genuinely delicious.
After lunch, they even served lassi.
Whether it was hospitality or silent compensation for the waiting time at the jetty — we didn’t ask.
We are Bengalis after all.
And Bengalis don’t leave food on the table 😄
Titli, as always, skipped the lassi — curd is not her thing — so she happily chose ice cream instead. By now, ice cream had become her daily Andaman ritual, thanks to Andaman Kartik serving it almost every night after dinner.
🏨 A Short Pause Before Sunset Plans
With lunch done and hearts full, we checked the time. There was still a gap before our evening plan at Chidiya Tapu. Instead of rushing, we chose the wiser option — rest.
By 3:00 PM, we were back at Hotel Rishabh, the Tavera waiting outside the restaurant to drop us comfortably. The afternoon sun was strong, and the body needed a pause after such an eventful first half of the day.
Forest paths behind us.
Sunset waiting ahead.
Day six was far from over — it was just taking a deep breath before its most beautiful moment.
🌅 Chidiya Tapu — Where the Day Slows Down
After a short rest, around 3:15 PM, we started again — this time only the three of us.
The rest of the family decided to stay back, and honestly, it felt right. Some places are best experienced quietly, with fewer people, fewer voices — just nature and thought.
As the car moved away from Port Blair, the road slowly changed its mood. Dense tropical forests, mangrove stretches, tall trees leaning inward — as if guiding us forward. This road itself felt like a transition, slowly preparing us for what lay ahead.
Chidiya Tapu is often called the “Sunset Point of Andaman”, and not without reason. Located about 25–30 km from Port Blair, the drive usually takes 45–60 minutes, but it never feels long. The scenery keeps pulling your eyes away from time.
By the time we reached, the afternoon light had softened.
🐦 Bird Island Before Sunset
The name Chidiya Tapu literally means Bird Island. Even before stepping out of the car, we could hear it — chirping, calls, sudden flutters from treetops. This place breathes with birds, especially during early morning and evening.
Photographers, birdwatchers, and nature lovers come here for different reasons — but all leave with the same silence in their heart.
🌊 First Stop — Munda Pahad Beach
Our first stop was Munda Pahad Beach.
This beach feels raw. Untouched.
Scattered driftwood and fallen trees lie silently along the shore — quiet reminders of the 2004 Tsunami. There is no decoration here, no polish. Just truth.
We spent some time taking photos and videos, letting the sound of waves sink in. Somewhere nearby lies the Munda Pahad trek, a 1.5 km forest walk leading to a cliff viewpoint with sweeping sea views. Today, we skipped the trek — sunset was calling.
Close to this area is also the Biological Park, where one can see local wildlife like the Andaman Wild Pig, deer, and even saltwater crocodiles. But again, today wasn’t about covering spots — it was about feeling one.
🚗 Reaching Sunset Point
By 4:35 PM, we reached Chidiya Tapu Beach, the actual Sunset Point.
Unlike Munda Pahad, this area is more developed. The beach is elevated, with constructed seating arrangements facing the sea. As expected, it was crowded — locals, tourists, cars lined up, cameras everywhere.
We managed to find seats.
The sky, however, had its own plan.
🌥️ When the Sun Hides, But Beauty Remains
Just like some other days on this trip, clouds gathered again.
No dramatic sun sinking directly into the sea.
No postcard-perfect frame.
But Andaman doesn’t disappoint easily.
Instead, the sky slowly changed colors — soft orange, pale pink, hints of purple spreading gently across the horizon. The sea reflected those shades quietly, waves rolling in their steady rhythm.
It was a different kind of sunset.
Subtle. Calm. Honest.
Perfect for photography and video — especially for those who look beyond just the sun.
We walked along the beach, feet touching the sand, cameras occasionally resting. Warning signs about crocodiles stood nearby — a reminder that beauty here comes with respect.
🌙 Ending the Day, Carrying the Calm
Standing there, watching daylight fade, a deep calm settled inside us.
No rush.
No checklist.
Just the feeling that life, when slowed down, becomes incredibly beautiful.
As darkness gently took over the sky, we walked back to the car — tired, peaceful, and quietly grateful.
Day 6 had shown us forests, history, adventure, hunger, laughter — and finally, silence.
🎥 YouTube Episode:
Chidiyatapu Sunset Point – Mesmerizing Views of the Andaman Islands – Andaman Tour: Day 6 | Ep 4
🌴 Munda Pahad & Chidiya Tapu — Nature’s Quiet Classroom
Munda Pahad Beach and Chidiya Tapu are not places you rush through.
They teach you something — slowly.
Munda Pahad feels untouched and raw. Fallen trees, driftwood, uneven rocks — all silent witnesses of time and tides. This coastline still carries memories of the 2004 Tsunami, not loudly, but humbly. The nearby forest trek to the Munda Pahad cliff adds an adventurous layer for those who wish to earn their views.
Chidiya Tapu, on the other hand, is gentler. Known as Bird Island, it is alive with sound — especially during early morning and evening. Migratory and native birds fill the air, making it a paradise for birdwatchers and photographers.
And when evening arrives, the place transforms into one of the most peaceful sunset viewpoints in South Andaman — whether the sun shows itself fully or hides behind clouds.
Together, these two places balance each other — wildness and calm, adventure and stillness.
🌙 Back to the Hotel — Slowing Down for the Night
After sunset, we started our return journey and reached the hotel around 7:30 PM.
It had been a long day — walking, climbing, exploring, waiting, wondering.
Everyone felt a little tired.
After freshening up, we skipped snacks and just had tea. That felt enough. Soon, we met the other family members who had spent their evening at the local market. Stories were exchanged, laughter floated briefly, and then the tiredness returned — gently.
Tomorrow was important.
🍽️ Dinner & Early Rest
We decided to have dinner a little early, around 8:30 PM, because the next morning promised a long and early journey — towards Baratang Island, passing through the Jarawa Tribal Reserve.
In the dining room, the menu was simple and comforting —
Roti and Chicken Curry, shared by all four of us.
And like every other night, dinner felt incomplete without dessert — ice cream, served with a smile.
After that, there was nothing left to do but rest.
The bed felt welcoming. The body felt heavy.
And the mind slowly drifted into sleep.
🧭 Day 6 Travel Tips
✨ Reach Chidiya Tapu by 4:00–4:30 PM for the best light
✨ Do not swim in restricted areas — crocodile warnings are real
✨ Wear comfortable walking shoes; paths can be uneven
✨ Carry water; food options are limited near sunset points
✨ If trekking to Munda Pahad, return before dark
🌊 End of Day Six — A Gentle Pause
Day Six didn’t rush us.
It unfolded slowly — from forest roads and hilltops to bird calls and changing skies.
It gave us history, a touch of adventure, moments of uncertainty, and finally, the calm rhythm of the ocean at dusk.
A perfect reminder that Andaman is not just about beaches —
it is about stories written in forests, hills, and silence.
Tomorrow, a new journey awaited.
For now, sleep.
🏨 Overnight Stay: Hotel Rhishabh, Port Blair
➡️ Continue Reading: Day 7 – Into the Wild: Baratang, Tribal Routes & Limestone Mysteries
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