Call of my research work carried me towards the new destination Karadi Kere around 7 km before Tiptur.  My decision to travel Karadi kere was mainly based on suggestions from my fellow Botanists of Govt. Science College who suggested to me that it was one of those aquatic ecosystem paradise where you found almost all types of plants.  Their suggestion along with the discovery of new data for my thesis work made me take up the challenge.  I had previously tried to reach the destination on a bike but I was too exhausted to go beyond Tumkur as the milestones indicated another 50 km before I reach my decided destination.  Failure of the first travel was a booster for me to take an impulsive decision to travel to Karadi Kere.  I armed myself with the digital camera, handycam, magnifying glass, a newly purchased life jacket and some polythene covers for collection of the aquatic plants.  I also had a large sized coffee decoction filter as a net for catch of any new variety of fishes.  Collection of fishes is not a part of my academic work but I liked to see the artificial ecosystem created by me using plastic tubs filled with these guppies and other small mosquitoe feeding fishes.  I always believe in the quote 'Water is the elixir of life'.  It was around 12:30 noon when I decided to proceed to Tumkur.  I thought it would take around 2 hours before I reached my destination but that was not to be so!  I caught a 248 route number bus and found that he took a long route to reach Peenya 2nd stage.  The Rs.30 bus passes of BMTC is truely an innovative idea which caught my admiration level to the highest. Since the place was new I sought the guidance of the helpful conductors who directed me to catch a bus to Jalahalli cross.  I alighted from there and caught a KSRTC bus to Tumkur.  The bus was quite free and I had a troublefree journey.  It took me two hours to reach Tumkur bus depot.  From the depot I caught a bus headed to Tiptur.  The fare was quite high.  I was taken in for a shock.  I had underestimated the cost of travel.  My mind was calculating the money that I should possess to travel back home.  I was very short of the desired amount.  I thought of quitting but the dangling carrot and stick (the newer aquatic plants) was too tempting to drop out from reaching Karadi kere.  I had enough money to get back to Tumkur.  I thought of using my debit card from a different bank ATM centre even though the transaction charge was making me reluctant in coming to a decision. Karadi Kere is in between Kibenahalli and Tiptur.  My colleagues had told me that it was about 1 km from there so I got down at KB cross.  Share autos were the only means of cheap transport in that remote place and I enjoyed the ride.  It took me lot of suggestions and guidance from the villagers who helped me to reach the Karadi kere.  The lake was not to my expectations and shattered the myth created by my fellow - Botanists (probably I have to wait for a different season to see its true colour and comment). Even though monsoons were good in this part of the region it was not good enough to fill the lake.  I wore the Life jacket which was quite amusing to the villagers who stopped to stare at me but did not dare to enquire what I was involved in.  I could only find around three plants that were quite new to my existing data collection.  Luckily for me the sun was bright till 6 45 pm or else my survey of the lake would have been incomplete after all the trouble.  I took the video and photographs of the lake.  With the polythene bags filled with the soil from the lake bed and collection of aquatic plants I trekked on to the highway.  Fortunately I caught a share auto quite early with stench of evening arrack emanating from most of my co-travellers.  I had postponed having lunch due to time and cash shortage.  I heard from the localites that there are ATM centres of nationalised bank at Tiptur.  I decided to complete my travel to Tiptur.  On reaching Tiptur I trekked along 1 km before I found a branch of my choice and withdrew paltry money enough to get me back home.  I had kushka, egg and chicken kabab at a 'Handstretched Bhavan' (English word for Kaihendi Bhavan-the cart vendors selling food).  I caught a Shimoga bus headed to Bangalore enroute Tiptur.  The driver seemed to be very conscious about inflation and the obvious hike in fuel because the speedometer of the bus rarely might have crossed 50 to 60 km. per hour.  With this passenger bus on course back to Bangalore I had a chilling night as one of the window seats that I had occupied lacked a glass pane and the fellow travellers sitting ahead of me made sure that their side of the window was covered by the glass at any cost thus vanquishing all my struggle of getting the glass pane towards me.  I had only the thick life jacket to protect me from the biting wind.  The huge traffic jam at Nelamangala further reduced the speedometer to snail's pace.  At last I reached Goraguntapalya at about 12 pm.  Too late for any BMTC to be available to make use of the day pass which probably would have expired status quo at midnight.  I waited at the bus stop with another man in his twenties.  I had read too much of highway theft committed by the samaritan matador and qualis driver that I thought of taking all precautions.  I was bold enough to aboard a Qualis once I saw him drop many passengers before he picked me and the other chap who were the only occupants of his vehicle.  At last I reached my in-laws house whom I had converted to amature botanists.  My wife and mother in law were busy photographing the fragrant, pure and chaste blossoms of BrahmaKamala.  I joined in the party and captured the beauty of the flowers in all its splendour digitally.