Rangamati Hill District - Places of Interest

Places of Interest

  • Kaptai has Bangladesh's only hydro-electric project. The Kaptai Dam on the Karnaphuli River created for this purpose resulted in the Kaptai Lake.
  • Tourist spots include the Hanging Bridge over the Kaptai Lake,the remnants of the residence of Raja Harish Chandra Roy,archeological relics and heritage such as the Palace,Mosque and Dighi of Raja Jan Bashk Khan.
  • Cruising on the Kaptai Lake is an enjoyable way of observing the landscape as many great picnic spots, natural landmarks and historic monuments are accessible only by motorboats.The Rangamati Parjatan offers such tours to the tourists, taking them to great sights, locations of cultural and historical significance while explaining the diversity that exists in this district.
  • There are several waterfalls in the hill tracts adjoining the lake,more prominent during the monsoon because of the increased water levels due to rainfall.
  • Scattered throughout the district,are beautiful Buddhist temples and ancient relics of civilizations,all accessible by motor vehicles.
  • A stretch of road connects the tourist spots of Rangamati and Kaptai. The road goes deep into the hill tracts and displays the natural beauty and wildlife of the district.

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