The first task was to figure out the route to Koviloor village. So we asked the first person that felt right. Call it an absolute stroke of good fortune, the guy was leading a group of horses back to Kadavari village which lies along our route. They agreed to show us the way as they were also headed in the same direction. They seemed reluctant to let us follow because firstly it was getting dark. Secondly, the trail was not meant for newbies especially at night. So, they took us with them along a dirt road which slowly started ascending. After a while, they stopped the horses and asked both of us to hop on. We both did and so did they. We started a slow bumpy ascend on these horses. It was a lot of fun and an unexpected lift. The thrill, however, almost killed me. The horse I was riding had some sort of problem with another horse in the group. They were making weird noises whenever they got close. As they got a chance to face off, my horse went up on two feet, standing in the air. Its head missed my retreating face by inches. If I was hit, I'd have been knocked out cold for sure.
After this incident, our annas were carefully guiding these guys away from each other. And we continued along sky-high eucalyptus plantations. They showed us the foot-wide forest path that would take us to Koviloor but they did not allow us to stop even after our pleas. It became pitch dark in a matter of minutes and our annas guided the horses by specific cries. My horse and his opponent faced off a couple of times in the darkness to add to the terror. Finally, our annas decided to ride between the fighting horses. After about 30-40 minutes, it became even darker and we arrived at a small junction in the forest.