ABOUT US

About Chambal Wildlife Safari – Mela Camp


Located within the serene Arjun Stud Farms in Jarar (Bah, Agra), Chambal Wildlife Safari – Mela Camp is a riverside eco-retreat dedicated to wildlife, conservation, and responsible tourism. Just 90 minutes from the Taj Mahal, the camp offers immersive nature experiences, heritage hospitality, and guided safaris that reveal the untouched beauty of the Chambal River.


Our Story


Mela Camp stands on the historic grounds of Arjun Stud Farms, once the centre of a vibrant regional fair known as the Jarar Mela. Traders, craftsmen, and visitors travelled from states like Maharashtra and Odisha to participate in this cultural hub.

By the late 1990s, the estate and its buildings began to decline – until the family decided to revive its legacy. In 2014, the Chambal Eco Preservation & Welfare Society was formed, and the restoration of the 125-acre property began.

Today, Mela Camp blends rustic charm with modern comforts, offering guests a peaceful, nature-rich escape while preserving the land’s heritage and cultural identity.

ECOSYSTEM
The Chambal River & Wildlife

The Untamed Chambal

The Chambal River is one of India’s cleanest and most biodiverse river ecosystems. Flowing through deep ravines and untouched landscapes, it forms the core of the National Chambal Sanctuary – home to rare and endangered species.

The sun setting through a dense forest.
Wind turbines standing on a grassy plain, against a blue sky.
The sun shining over a ridge leading down into the shore. In the distance, a car drives down a road.

Here, guests may encounter:

  • Gharials basking on the riverbanks
  • Gangetic river dolphins gliding in the water
  • 320+ bird species, including the Indian Skimmer & Sarus Crane
  • Marsh Crocodiles, Turtles & riverine wildlife unique to this region

A boat safari at sunrise or sunset reveals the river’s raw beauty and rich biodiversity like nowhere else in North India.

Our Journey Timeline


Winding veils round their heads, the women walked on deck. They were now moving steadily down the river, passing the dark shapes of ships at anchor, and London was a swarm of lights with a pale yellow canopy drooping above it. There were the lights of the great theatres, the lights of the long streets, lights that indicated huge squares of domestic comfort, lights that hung high in air.

No darkness would ever settle upon those lamps, as no darkness had settled upon them for hundreds of years. It seemed dreadful that the town should blaze for ever in the same spot; dreadful at least to people going away to adventure upon the sea, and beholding it as a circumscribed mound, eternally burnt, eternally scarred. From the deck of the ship the great city appeared a crouched and cowardly figure, a sedentary miser.