Place: Mulshi, Tamhini
Nearest town: Pune
Distance: 67 Kms from Pune(Aundh)
Attractions: Natural Spectacles, Landscapes, Waterfalls(In rains)
I’ve had enough brickbats, for not going for any of the rides after the great Pratapgad ride. When I got the mail for the Mulshi one, I was excited to ride along the Bladerunnerzzz once more. I was free that weekend, and it was ‘supposed to be’ a 25+ km ride. Writing + sign in a distance figure is always a safe bet.
No doubt I had frowned looking at the time, who gets up at 0545 in the morning on a Saturday, to go for a 25+ km ride, (notice the + here? ) but the prospect of riding won over laziness and I did get up early in the morning. I had asked my roommate to join as well.
I think mine was the third bike to reach the standard take off point. The mail had confirmed 10 riders. I was excited that morning, not just because I got a chance to ride after a long time, but I could meet many veteran Bladerunners. Things were a little different this time; I was a pillion rider for one way, as I was trying my hands on photography with a borrowed camera, sitting as a pillion on a borrowed bike. Apparently all of the riders, had not taken 0545 much seriously considering it to be a short ride, so there was a little delay, but finally there were 13 bikes, 3 more than expected, 2 of them scooties, all set to debunk the myth that 13 is an unlucky number.
Mulshi dam and backwaters is on the way from Pune to Mangaon, on the Tamhini Ghat road. I have been on that road many times now, once with BRZ. Tamhini and Mulshi made such an impression on my mind when I first trotted the area, that anytime I visit, I never feel monotonous or bored. This time it was even better, to see thirteen bikes around you it’s a sight in itself.
When we left Pirangut Ghat and went ahead, the sun was already up. It was time for our first group photo. We reached near an under-construction bridge, and the xBhp rider suggested the spot for the first group photo. Pulsating devils, Lord of the streets, a phased beauty, an Avenger and Teen’s Pleasure. That’s a wide spectrum of machines, the riders standing beside each, that’s a spectacle you must see in the photographs, for you don’t see such diversity generally. We took a couple of pictures there, and went ahead.
Have you seen Lakshya? Have you seen the song, ‘kandho se milte hai kandhe’? And have you seen and remember the Army Convoy that speeds pass the marching Jawans? Do not worry if you haven’t as the next group photo will explain how a convoy looks like. 13 bikes again, head to tail, on a curve, Rising; Funny how it looked from afar, teen pleasures leading the lords and devils. I particularly liked that snap. All the bikers had went ahead from that turn, but when it was suggested for alignment of bikes along the curve, what a beautiful picture materialized, kudos, to shared enthusiasm and coordination. We took many snaps there; the adjoining valley gave us a beautiful backdrop.
When we left that section, next stop was at tasty bites, the place where we had our breakfast. That is essential mind you, especially when you leave at 0545 in the morning, without any significant content in your stomach. The Not-yet-eligible( ) Bladerunner and the cross-headed rider had a hell of a breakfast, a true spirit how a group should be, I don’t think anyone could have finished his/her dish all by himself, in other words, no one allowed anyone to. I was so happy to know to have such food junkies around. I tasted, Vada sample, Paratha, Misal, Sheera everything which came by me, or anywhere around me. At the end it was all a mess in my stomach, and I thoroughly enjoyed it being that way.
There we could see that Tamhini was under the shadow of dark clouds, and we anticipated there must be a drizzle around there somewhere. So we decided to venture a little ahead, if possible to feel the first showers of the season. We were not that lucky and there was no sign of raindrops at all, so we went and had a small break at the banks of Mulshi Backwaters.
I was part of the ride before, but I came to know the history and statistics of Bladerunnerzzz there; On the banks of Mulshi. We even had a small intro session there. It felt nice, a sole purpose and passion binding the whole country together. We all shared the passion of riding, felt rejuvenated by the breeze that winged our faces, when we zoomed past 70. Yet we all were from different areas of this nation, the blazing wheels of the bikes, connected Mumbai-Pune with Bhopal and Aurangabad, Hariyana with Kerala; without any barriers, without any complications. The road does seem smooth ahead.
We had a little intro from everyone there, in native languages, which felt so superb to my ears. The sun was scorching by now, so we decided to go only little further, on a famous waterfall site, and to return. All this time, I tried my hands on the Nikon P80 which I had borrowed.
It feels good, feels like going headfirst at a place which would be visited in detail a little after. Tamhini and Mulshi shall call us again, those coiled roads will get washed up by sweet drizzles from the heaven, the Mean machines shall embark on those same roads again, Tamhini will call us in a month or two, and I don’t think we would say no to that… Would we?