Day 3 - 29th March
No schedule, no commitments, nothing....That's how I had planned on doing today's ride. I'll get up when I want, ride when I want to. Although the destination for today was 'Home', I couldn't end this ride just like that. So I had a via point to take en route back to home.
Eyes opened at 7, but I didn't get out of bed for at least the next 2 hours. I just lazed around, saw some TV. Finally dragged myself out of bed and managed to pack up the mini-mess that I created in my room by unpacking all my stuff.
10AM suited and booted I was ready to roll. After loading the saddlebags I realized that I was yet to have breakfast. I decided that I'll have it en route now that I have saddled up. Started from my hotel, and headed on NH17 to Udupi town. My first stop was a ATM and then I had multiple options to reach the town of Karkala. Had spoken to Meghan from Mangalore who said that the route that deviates from Padubudri on NH17 towards Karkala would be my best bet. I was not really low on fuel, had done about 80kms since the last refuel yesterday. But Meghan had informed bout the lack of fuel availability in the area that I was headed, so I was looking for decent bunk to fuel up. Along the entire stretch of about 40 odd kms from Brahmawara to Padubudri I did not find a single fuel bunk where I could gather the courage to tank up.
Finally the turn off for Padubudri came, now either I had to continue my quest for the 'decent' bunk or take the the turn into the small SH.I took the turn and the road narrowed down and surface went from OK to not so Ok

. By now I was weighing my options of fuel, I knew that I would pass through the hills and reach the other side where fuel bunks would be plenty. So I started ripping again, totally forgetting about fuel for both the bike and me!
I passed by a BP pure for sure bunk, pulled in here and tanked up. Finally at least one of the 'beasts' had a full belly. The roads were narrow but the surface had improved quite a bit, and so had the heat. The lower speeds on these road were killing the ventilation quite a bit.
All the riding in the past two days all 900 kms of it had taken a toll on my backside the most. Every single pothole would be pain in the you know where. No back/wrist/neck pain though. With so many things to think about I had forgotten to absorb the scenery around me and that's when I looked up and saw it in the distance ....
My via point of the day....the rolling hills of Kudremukh!
I saw a checkpost coming up in the distance, as usual I thought 2 wheelers had it free. Well they did, but the guard blew his whistle to stop me. So kindda confused I headed back to the checkpost, where the policeman asked my where I was heading and what is my vehicle number. I spotted a board that had mentioned that I was entering Kudremukh National parik, I had two hours to reach the next checkpost, I was not to stop anywhere, etc etc....
I thought I would have to pay here, but it was free

. From here on the forest got thicker and roads just got better. Even the temperature was falling as ventured deeper into the hills. There's only one thing I can say about this piece of road...BLOODY FANTASTIC. After a few kms I just had to stop to capture the road and dense vegetation surrounding it.
There was little or no traffic along the entire stretch, and the vegetation was so dense at places that I would have stopped only if I wanted to spook my self. Anything I write here cannot do justice to what I saw and felt there, it would just dilute the beauty of the place if I dare to put it into words. You have to experience it to really see it. Did not find many places to stop but I did not want to miss out places that just cannot be left uncaptured.
The forest cleared up a little and I could clearly see the rolling mountains surrounding me, I so badly want to capture it all with some really ultra wide angle lens.