The Passion Hunt India Roadtrip : Day 11 :Feb 11: Mumbai - Pune

Day 11 :Feb 11: Mumbai - Pune

Text: Sandeep Goswami

We had planned an early departure from Mumbai to avoid its infamous traffic but it was not to be. Rohit Talwar from Castrol wanted to travel with us to Pune, in the support van. Co-ordinating his pick-up and organising other things took a little time and we left around 0900hrs. And ended up smack in the middle of rush-hour traffic. Juhu-Tara road to Panvel took us the better part of two hours. Past Panvel, the road and traffic opens up and the pressure of reigning in the 170 horses eased up a bit. We could cruise at good speeds, the R15 also having no great difficulty in keeping up with us.

We stopped to refuel at a petrol pump some half hour out of Panvel and met a very inquisitive young boy, who just wanted to know everything about the big Yamahas at once. Sunil was his patient teacher but despite his efforts, the youngster remained convinced that we two Sunny and I) would fly on the R1’s, jumping over trucks and buses and the occasional tree. Wish we had such magical bikes though.

Leaving the boy and his dreams behind, we moved on to Lonavla after a short photo-session at the start of Khandala. A pit stop was of the order at a place as well-known as Lonavla and so we took a short break at one of the road-side resorts. The road so far had been good and we had been told that we would get a 4-laner from now on right upto Pune and beyond. Good.

The divided 4 lane road was a relief with the variable of on-coming traffic removed from the riding equation. The scenery is good and the weather was not too hot as we moved at a fair clip towards Pune. A touch of erronous navigation at Dehu Road and we turned in towards it instead of continuing on the mumbai – Bangalore highway till Pune. The ride from Dehu Road via Kirkee into Pune was all about chaotic traffic, populated mostly by two-wheelers. We managed to reach Wakhdewadi, saw a fuel bunk and stopped to refuel and also to gather our bearings. We had been very generously invited by Manav (an xBhpian) to stay at his flat in Baner while in Pune. Having no idea which way to go, Sunny called him and as we were only some 5-6kms from his place, he asked us to stay put at the petrol pump while he rode over to guide us home.

Things were stirring up at the petrol pump meanwhile. Its manager was pretty enamoured by our steeds and offered us cold drinks (he totally brushed aside our attempts to pay him for the drinks, thank you sir) and we ended up as being their honoured guests. One young man on a CBZ enquired about our purpose of travel and on learning about the scheduled event, promised to be there. Manav rode in on a fairingless Suzuki gixer and we tamely followed him to his flat. The support van driver was called up on his phone and directed to Manav’s place. It was 4 in the evening by this time and we were also a little tired, more from sweating in the heat than the actual ride.

Drove over to Dream bikes showroom on MG Road, took a few pics of their showroom, had a quick cup of coffee and returned to work on the blogs etc. Also made a few calls around to Pune xbhpians and other biking groups, planning meets and rides with them over the next few days that we were there before the mega-event. I put up with an old friend of mine who now works for TELCO at Pune. It was good to meet him and his family after almost two years.

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The Passion Hunt India Roadtrip : Feb 12th to 14th: In pune

FEB 12TH TO 14TH: IN PUNE

Text: Sandeep Goswami

Pune is supposed to have the maximum number of two-wheelers on road of all Indian cities. And it shows. As far as I have experienced, this is the only city where I have seen more two-wheelers than all other types of vehicles put together. And we added to the numbers.

We had reached Pune after spending almost a week in Mumbai. Probably because of this, Pune seemed so very relaxed and laid-back. Even the rush-hour traffic was not as bad as it was in Mumbai. No potential for a long grid-lock here. The roads are ok, some more pot-holed than others but the general layout of the city is not confusing. Took us a day or so to be able to get by on our own.

Our first stop was the DSG outlet on MG Road. Drove over in Manav’s Mondeo. Both Sunil and I neede to buy mesh-type riding jackets as the water-proofed Cordura jackets (the branded ones) were a bit too much for the kind of hot weather we were riding in and the heat would only get worse as it got closer to summer. MG Road is a microcosm. Not just a shopper-street but a cauldron of mixing times and culture in transition. As much a favourite haunt for the old as for the young and the trendy, MG Road has everything for everyone. Sunny went berserk in a small store, buying t-shirts by the score, so enamored was he by the designs on offer.

FC Road also seems to be almost MG Road cloned to perfection. Somewhat more crowded and apparently equally hot for all ages, FC Road’s sidewalks see more footsteps of the young kind than the old. As it also leads into the old Pune city area, traffic is at its densest here. Some 10-15 mins at any of the main traffic intersections is expected before one gets through.

But one factor remains common to every place we have traveled to as yet and believe shall be the same all through this journey. It is the attraction and comments the super bikes generate. The amount of attention is the same whether we travel through the trendiest of mega-cities or if we make a pit stop at the most non-descript village along the highway. People gather around them, the eagerness to see, touch, talk about and hopefully sit on the saddle for a ’grin from one ear to the other’ picture on the phone-cam is universal. And they also find ways to ask us, whether in halting Hindi or faltering English the ’4’ prime questions….What company bike?? How much for?? How fast it go?? And yes..what Mileage???

Sunny and Sunil went for a ride with the Pune bikers to Lavasa. I couldn’t. Was with my long-time friend’s family. Had met them after many years so catching up on time. But will probably be able to meet most on the event day. Looking forward to it. The venue, though in a congested part of the city, is pretty big and seems fit for the purpose. As for the congestion, Sunday being a holiday should take care of it.

So see you after the first mega-event of the Castrol Passion Hunt.

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The Passion Hunt India Roadtrip : Day 15 :Feb 15: Pune Mega Event

Day 15 :Feb 15: Pune Mega Event

Text: Sandeep Goswami (Old Fox)


The day of reckoning was finally there, for both us and Castrol India. The first scheduled mega-event was on us. We reached the venue (New English School, Tilak Road, Sadashivpet) at 0930hrs. The school ground had been converted into the competition area, with various stalls and podiums (food n beveerage, selling Castrol oils, promoting the Bike Zones etc, a stage for our 3 bikes and another with a podium flanked by AV screens). Some of the class-rooms had been marked as the Judge’s rooms where we would audition the aspiring contestants. The whole scene looked pretty well set-up and there were already some bikers at the registration desk. We had one pleasant surprise in store though. Ever since Shailay had to head home, we were short of one judge for the events. Fortunately for us, Gaurab Das (aka MG Biker) was incidentally in Pune and had the Sunday relatively free. What more could we ask for but an experienced campaigner like him to join us as the fourth judge.

1000hrs: We ‘four’ had a short meeting, primarily briefing MG about the task ahead and tuning in the finer details of the assessment process. 1030Hrs…the venue assistants started sending in the contestants for the auditions. Seeing such enthusiasm and sincerity towards biking among the contestants, across the board, was a very heartening experience. Each one of them was unique in his/her perception of and attitude towards biking but the common theme was responsible and fun biking. The auditions were a relaxed affair as we were not there to grill the aspirants but rather to get to know them well enough to send them up for further tests.

The slow trickle of morning had turned into a flowing influx. The auditions went on till about 1500hrs. To facilitate the beginning of the rest of the rider’s tests, we split our judges team into two. Sunny and SunilG moved out into the competition area while MG and I continued with the auditions till we were through with the last applicant.

The scene outside, where the riding tests were being held, was a busy one. The emcee was pretty slick, keeping the audience involved, informed and thoroughly entertained. The riding tests were the elimination rounds and began with the ‘figure-of-eight’ test. He riders were given a time span of two minutes to make as many ‘figure-of-eight’s’ as they could. Any foot touching down, touching the centre pylons or going out of the boundary of the test area each incurred a penalty. By the time the test was over, almost every rider was looking towards slow-riding skills with new respect, some even with fear. The second round was the ‘Slow – Biking’. Each biker had to cover a 50ft long track in the max possible time, putting a foot down or getting a wheel out of the track markers incurring penalty points (certain time being subtracted from their total time). This was an elimination round and the final twenty riders were selected from this.

Now began smething very interesting. This was the ’stage-presence’ round where each of the twenty finalists were invited on stage by the emcee and given a minute to speakout their ‘Biking passion story’ for the audience. They were given points for how relevant, how passionate and how well presented their story was. All twenty were petty articulate and emotions for biking ran high. Interestingly, only two girls ad registered themselves for the competition and one of them made it to the final twenty.

Stage presence displayed, the riders were back on their steeds, this time for the ’slalom round’ Six pylons were put up in a straight line, at reducing distances and the bikers were to slalom through them , going once and coming back the same way in the minimum time. Penalty seconds were added to their timing each time they put their foot down, touched the marking pylons or got a wheel out of the test area.

Skill and enthusiasm levels were high and that made the job of picking out a clear winner very difficult. He results tally brought up an unexpected tie between the top 4 riders. A tie breaker was the only solution and only a test involving pure riding skills would have been appropriate as the tie breaker. So ’slow biking’ was chosen as the test, primarily because it evened out most bikes’ advantages and disadvantages relating to turning circle and maneuverability.

The contest was two competing against each other, the respective winners in turn competing, giving us a clear final winner. The atmosphere was electric, waiting for the show-down. The crowd cheered wildly for the two winners of the tie-breaker and then came the final. Between the crowd’s favourite Baljeet Singh astride his 500 Bullet (of the Roadshakers of Pune) and Piroz Firodia on his black ZMA-R. The ‘go’ for the start was followed by a roaring Enfield engine, the characteristic quiet whirr of the Honda and the rhythmic chanting of the surrounding crowd. It was a close fight and Piroz , an unassuming young man who, self-admittedly, did not think in his wildest dreams that he would get chosen as the ‘Most Passionate Biker from Pune’ indisputably won the crown.

Each of the twenty finalists were given a gift hamper by Castrol India, the four who got to the tie breaker getting additional gifts while Piroz carried away the prized ‘Most Passionate Biker of Pune’ trophy home. Whew! What a day and what an evening. We were tired but very satisfied with the way things had gone through the day. And since this was the first event of a series, it was also a learning experience for all involved. Looking forward to some great biking actions in weeks to come see you tomorrow.


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The Passion Hunt India Roadtrip : Day 17 :Feb 17th: Mahabaleshwar (Strawberry Day)

Day 17 :Feb 17th: Mahabaleshwar (Strawberry Day)

Text: Sunil Gupta


So we had landed in Mahabaleshwar the night before for a well-deserved break after the Pune event. We reached here quite late but even while en route here, we knew that its going to be a photographer’s delight… So the itinerary for the next day was already planned and it said that we’ll be out the whole day next day clicking more and more pictures until we run out of memory cards.
The original plan was to capture sunrise but our tiredness, laziness, and the strange rules at our hotel (Frederick’s Hotel) made sure that we won’t be leaving before 7 a.m. and by that time sun had already risen. The first pit stop for us Motographers (me and sunny, we left Old Fox and Noor sleeping in the hotel) was Wilson’s point some 2 km aay from our hotel. A narrow stretch of winding road going through the jungle leads to a serene, lovely piece of plain land on top a mountain from where you can capture the rising sun and its called Wilson’s point. That’s the place where I would always want to be whenever I need some time out of my life, talking to someone very close or just myself , pondering over the mess called life. We spent good 1 hour taking pictures and in between also had few sips of tea from a tea vendor there.
We were a little clueless as to where to go next. But, Mahabaleshwar being a famous tourist spot, it wasn’t a big task to identify our next stop. So we were on the way to Elephant head. Thankfully, we came here during the off-season so the whole place was like abandoned. We could hardly see any tourists, just some locals, making more easy for us to enjoy the whole place. Again, we were through some winding road in the jungle heading towards Elephant head, in between stopping after almost every 2-3 minutes for a photography break. The roads here reminded me of the Shimla Motorcycle Challenge track that I had the opportunity to participate this past December. Barely 700-800 meters before the Elephant head point, where you have to leave your vehicle and go on feet, there is a view point on your right hand side (sorry! Not sure of the name of this place). This place gives you the magnificent view of the deep valley and the high mountains surrounding it. The cool wind blowing made this place a lot more beautiful and picturesque than it is. Sunny was so happy to be here that he decided to celebrate it by sleeping here for a few minutes while I explored the Lodwick point and Elephant Head point.
We were again on our way towards Mahabaleshwar Temple and other ‘view-points’ again. Compared to where we had been before in Mahabaleshwar itself, the temple (as expected) and other view points also were very crowded and full of tourists and having a superbike at such places is not something you should ideally have in India. We decided to return back because we couldn’t find secure parking for our bikes, unfortunately.
But to make up for all this disappointment, there were super sexy roads and strawberries. Yes, strawberries. You find strawberries everywhere here. First, in our breakfast, we had strawberries sitting on the road, bought from a roadside strawberry seller. Then while going towards the temple, we wound a nice dhaba sort of place, called Al-Saba. They had their own strawberry farm right behind the dhaba. Not to mention, our lunch included strawberry shake, rose ice cream, and ice cream with strawberry (which sunny thinks is the best ice cream he has ever tasted). Interestingly enough, that place also had a small go-cart track and a go-cart and a quad bike parked in it. There was also a cute little doggy who got strawberry shake from us for posing in front of sunny’s camera. . Back in the hotel room, starters for dinners also included some strawberry preparations, especially for Noor and Sandeep sir because they couldn’t get strawberry shake because there was no electricity in the whole town which we were told is a routine for every Tuesday here. I also bought 5-6 packs of strawberry chikki to take back home. Noor also had a bagful of strawberries for his sister.
This being the off-season, most of the hotels shut down their kitchens, including our hotel. So we took a walk towards the market for dinner and found Shaan-E-Punjab restaurant where we could get some delicious north-Indian food and to compliment that was a paan from a paan shop in front of the restaurant.
Next day is going to be a long ride, from Mahabaleshwar to Mumbai where we have a meeting fixed with Encompass and Castrol to discuss some important issues. So we decided to sleep a little early to get ready for the ride ahead.



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The Passion Hunt India Roadtrip : Day 22: Feb 22nd: Mumbai Mega Event

Day 22: Feb 22nd: Mumbai Mega EventPhotos:

The Passion Hunt India Roadtrip : Day 23: Feb 23rd: Mumbai-Daman (Madhuban Dam)

Day 23: Feb 23rd: Mumbai-Daman (Madhuban Dam)

Text: Sandeep “old_fox” Goswami

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As at the time of leaving for Pune, this time too we’d planned an early departure from Mumbai to avoid rush-hour traffic. Again we got late. Winding up after putting up in a hotel room for 5 days takes effort and time…two things we were disinclined to spend the previous night. So all that took time in the morning. And then Sunny forgot where he’d kept his bike keys. Two go-overs of the room, once in the support van and all pockets and bags later, the key was finally found in one of the rucksack pockets. Anyway, all’s well that ends well….or rather begins well here.

We rode out and were surprised at the sparse traffic, first till Andheri and then on the expressway to Dhaisar. It was later in the day that we realized that it was Mahashivratri and a holiday in quite a few offices. We made it past the majority of Mumbai urban limits at a fair clip and started enjoying the ride as the road opened and traffic became sparse. Auto-rickshaws are mess-makers even on the highway out of Mumbai. And their reach extends till Virar. Amazing. In fact, any slow moving vehicle is a threat when you move at highway speeds. I don’t fear cars doiing 100+ but am mortally scared of 2-wheelers and autos doing 40. At that speed, they can change direction real quick and the put faster vehicle into a spot.

Sunny called up a couple of his friends in Silvassa from the previous GIR. They fixed up our accommodation at a nice resort, the Daman Ganga Resort, and met us just outside it. We reached the resort by 1230 hrs, the clean n clear highway aiding fast travel. The place was good and in season would have been expensive. But a combination of local reference and the onset of summer discounts made it affordable for our budget. Wonderful place though. Great rooms and surrounded by green country all around. The bikes’ parking was safe and so was the van.

Anish (Anna), Rishi and Ramesh. Our friends, companions and guides during our stay at Silvassa and the sojourn with Daman. Lunch was at a local dhaba in a nearby village cluster. The guys running this very basic eatery really knew how to cook, from egg bhurji to masala chicken. We had these both with ‘rotla’, a local roti made from rice flour. Washed down, also with a local soft-drink…K C Cola, a cola drink made and bottled in Silvassa.

The rest of the afternoon was spent at the Cactus Garden and Madhuban Dam. The Lion Safari was closed due to its weekly off or we would have seen that too. Sunset at Madhuban dam was really scenic. All three of us were furiously clicking away with the cameras, mercilessly taking pics, a genuine tribute to digital photography using which one can click away to his/her heart’s content without the prohibitive expense of using film. Great.

Tea at a small village dhaba. Refreshing for us and breaking news for the locals. Two ‘Dhoom’ bikes are the proverbial pot of honey to hungry bees. Homo-sapiens in all sizes and shapes descended, a few asking the ‘4’ questions in their own manner. Sunny, as usual, talked less and photographed more. Dinner was on invitation. Anish runs a Udipi restaurant and he had invited us over to a ‘south-Indian’ dinner. And it was wonderful. We tasted, relished, gobbled and ate-up some 5 different types of dosas (shared between us of course), three types of Idlis and Vada sambhar. Post dinner, the most difficult job was getting up and back on the bike.

Reached our rooms a little past 2300 hrs and sat down for picture editing. That and completing the blogs took us well past midnight. Time to turn in for the night. Shall be visiting Daman, with its beautiful beaches, light-house and churches. And needless to say, the sea-food.

Good night for now. Catch you with the sea-side sunset tomorrow.

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The Passion Hunt India Roadtrip : Day 40: March 12th : Delhi to Agra

Day 40: March 12th : Delhi to Agra

Text Sundeep Gajjar

Logically we had begun the Leg 2 of the Passion Hunt roadtrip on this day. Around 9000kms to and a the whole nation to be circumnavigated on the two R1s and one R15. We took god’s blessings and head out of our homes early morning to meet up first at Ashram in Delhi. Anurag (Suzuki Intruder ), Mirko (Honda Fireblade), Chintoo and others were there to meet with us. Anurag and Mirko were to accompany us to Agra, and Chintoo upto Lucknow since he wanted to participate in the Lucknow City event and have one more go at becoming a city finalist and a contender for the hot prize.



Hence we started our journey, hoping that no untoward incidents happen in the trip and we return safe and sound to our families.

The early morning Delhi traffic, the usual chaos of people running amok only to settle down in the same old seat in their offices in their 9-5+ job routine. This was a stark contrast to our ‘job’ of riding, photogr`aphing, meeting thousands of people around India, updating them online and more. This is what we loved, although doing this day after day at end can stress one out very badly but the passion for travel, the addictive power of the R1 and the beckoning open road refreshes us in no time again.



The NH2 was a delight, smooth tarmac, sparse traffic (surprisingly) saw us reach Agra in quick time. We stopped just after Kosi at ‘the Real Pappu da Dhabba’ for delicious parathans with curd.



We arrived at Agra and stopped at Sikandra at 11.15 AM. The whole day was ahead for us to explore the city and of course the stupendous Taj Mahal. Sikandra was a little disappointment since authorities had closed the main gate because of security reasons. Last time I did the India roadtrip, i took the bikes right upto the entrance of the Sikandra and took some nice shots. But this time this was impossible and we decided to leave the bike at Abhishek’s (the Delhi Winner) place and check into the hotel which was walking distance from his house.



A major headache was taken care of. Finding a secure parking in a city for the superbikes is an art anywhere in India, and sometimes turns out to be darn frustrating and expensive. These bikes are so rare and so famed that everyone wants to have a bite of them with his eyes and touch them. And this is what makes you feel different and a like a god if you own one of these stallions. You basically own the roads with the power and their presence.



Coming to Agra was a very hospitable experience – thanks to Abhishek and Arun who take care of us like very special guests. Last time they had made a banner to welcome us in The Great Indian Roadtrip. And this time was even better, with around 10 bikes and a banner welcoming us. Biking was spreading its root far and deep into India, and we were part of the catalyst which was brining about that change.



After relaxing a bit in the hotel room we headed out for Sikandra in a couple of cars. A short photography session ensued there and then it was decided to head out for a very nice lunch which comprised of chicken and vegetable delicacies.

The best was still to come – we head out towards Taj. But it was a harrowing affair due to the intricate and complicated security measures. First, the vehicles have to be stopped way before the Taj entrance. Then you take one of the non polluting modes of transport to the entrance – by foot, electric scooter, horse cart, camel cart – I may have missed out some, pardon me for that.

We took the camel cart to the entrance and it was a guess game about what all stuff with the security allow us to take inside. In the end I was allowed to take my huge Lowepro after thorough checking but all wires and eatables were not allowed. Mirko was even asked to shed his Alpinestar road boots. All this thanks to the innumerable forces trying to fragment India, although I wouldn’t understand anyone who tries to harm a global symbol of peace and love which has withstood centuries of change in demography and climate.

I also got to know that there is a special entry on full moon nights for 750 each (for both foreigners and Indians) and it has to be booked a day in advance, and today was supposed to be a full moon night but we had lots of things to catch up with. We did manage to get some good shots of the Tak while we were there, evening clouds made it more dramatic with beautiful interplay of light, clouds and color.



Following that we had a session with some media in Agra at the hotel, and a wonderful late night dinner at Abhishek’s house.

Next day we head out to Lucknow, while Anurag and Mirko head out back to Delhi…


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The Passion Hunt India Roadtrip : March 14, day 42, the lucknow mega event

MARCH 14, DAY 42, THE LUCKNOW MEGA EVENT


Text: Sandeep Goswami

The day was bright and clear and we could hear a peacock calling in the distance. The IIM Campus where we were putting up is some way out of the city’s clutter and the environment is pretty peaceful and cool. The event venue was some 17 odd kms from here and it took us a while to get there. Sunny and Shailay had parked their bikes in town and one of Abhishek’s friends’ (Ranil Haq) house while my R1 was at IIM. They drove in the van while I rode to the venue.
Stopped to ask directions from a small group of cops standing by the roadside and ended up getting interviewed by them about the bike, its capabilities (Yeh itna mehenga motorcycle kahe hai bhaiya??) and our purpose in life…riding around the country like truckers day in and day out. Anyway, some 10 minutes later I was at the venue.
A huge number of bikes were parked outside and I was wonderstruck by the response of Lucknow’s bikers. Anti-climax though. They were of students sitting in for an exam in the college next door. The turnout was still okay anyway and the elimination round 1 began without much ado. The ground was somewhat grassy which made things different if not difficult for the participants. There were quite a few from outside Lucknow, some coming in from as far as Ahmadabad. It was heartening to see the level of enthusiasm and skills among riders here in this relatively small city. Different groups, notable amongst them being the NOW bikers were there in strength and the prevailing camaraderie was a great sight.
Almost all the xBhp members who participated made it to the top 30 for the Slalom round. It had become somewhat hot as the day progressed but the heat seemed to make little difference to the bikers gathered. The slalom round was underway and riders were making good time. A short break for lunch followed and the results declaring the top 11 were announced soon after. The Passion Story round began with the audience surrounding the stage in a wide semi-circle while we judges sat at one end of it. Public speaking is an art and usually is intimidating for most. But here, since it was about something close to every biker’s heart, the ‘stage-fear’ was more or less absent. Each young man (sadly there have been no girls participating except for two in Pune) spoke from his heart and our short interaction with them truly revealed their commitment and seriousness towards safe and fun biking.
The final 4 for the slow slalom round were picked as the top scorers of the Passion Story round and they were ready to battle it out on the field. Great spirit. Of the four chosen here, Asheesh Pandey (xBhp ID c_sbk) seemed to be the most in control of the situation and a very strong contender for the final prize. He did post excellent time during the first round and so stood as the crowd’s favourite for the final. And as the crowd had expected, he won the final round by a wide margin from local rider Kunal Thadani. Wonderful competition there and great sportsman spirit. Kunal was amongst the first to walk over and congratulate Asheesh on his win and lifted him high in a huge bear hug.
It was a momentous moment for Asheesh as he had lost by a whisker in Delhi and had ridden all the way to Lucknow on his little bajaj Discover. A proud winner lifted the winner’s trophy high up for the customary pictures. All the finalists were honoured with gift hampers from Castrol. Ucknow had been a last moment addition as a city for the event but it turned out no less in presence and participation by riders both from there and from outside. The pattern of riders coming from outside and winning in that city, started in Ahmadabad by Baljeet singh, continued in Delhi by Abhishek of Agra and now Asheesh from Delhi who won in Lucknow, shows the passion stirred and the urge towin triggered by this competition across the country.
The day had been long and eventful. We rode back to our temporary abode, happy at another event brought to its successful conclusion and another city finalist ready for the finals in Delhi on the 22nd April.



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The Passion Hunt India Roadtrip : Day 44: March 16th : In Varanasi

Day 44: March 16th : In VaranasiPhotos:

The Passion Hunt India Roadtrip : Day 45: Mar 17th Varanasi – Asansol

The Passion Hunt India Roadtrip : Day 49: March 22th : Kolkata Mega Event

Day 49: March 22th : Kolkata Mega EventPhotos:

The Passion Hunt India Roadtrip ay 55: Mar 28th :in and around hyderabad: Xbhp meet

DAY 56: MAR 28TH :IN AND AROUND HYDERABAD: XBHP RIDERS MEET
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The Passion Hunt India Roadtrip : Day 57: March 29th: Hyderabad mega event

DAY 56: MARCH 29TH: HYDERABAD MEGA EVENT
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Castrol Power1 Passion Hunt Travelogue Approved.

Castrol Power1 Passion Hunt Day-11 Travelogue Approved.