Our stay was in Shree Govinda Jatrinivas near Panchalingeshwar temple, approximately 30 kms from Balasore Railway Station, is a cheap and mind blowing deal for any travel freak who wants to perceive the picturesque and tranquility of the hummocks surrounding the guest house.
I came with my family, heartlessly dumped them at the hotel, and went for an early morning walk up the hill. After Purulia (read https://www.tripoto.com/trip/trek-through-purulia-5acc3dae94a21), I have learnt not to underestimate the beauty of Central Indian hills. So I wasn't surprised when a few hundred metres walk brought me to the middle of dense bamboo groves, broad leaved trees shielding the sky, and large boulders casually strewn about. There were grim clouds up there, the shadows were cast long and dark. Bulbuls skitted about by the dozen, unseen sunbirds tweeted from the high canopy. Few stray raindrops pattered down every now and then from passing clouds. Goats nimbly walked about on the rocks, fearless and unperturbed by my presence. Their tinkling bells reminding me of civilization. A jog up the first flight of surprisingly well constructed stairs along the hillside brought me to a swift little waterfall. The second flight got me clicking photos at birds gorging on some yellow berries hanging from the bushes. The third to another waterfall, and last to the temple. I bypassed the boring peach building. Two locals a little way back had told me of a jungle trail. I spent the next five minutes looking for it, internally jumping in excitement as I saw success. The trail took a little hop upwards, sizable rocks and clay cutting through dense vegetation. The four legged friends I'd acquired on the way had already dumped me as ruthlessly as I'd dumped my people at the hotel.