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Many people ask me why I ride.
I ride to seek the answer.
May be, the answer lies in the next.
I see myself gliding through somewhere deep into the Western Ghats; bump into new people, tradition and culture, dense rain forests and wildlife, and enjoy authentic local cuisine and hospitality - To feel alive yet again.
Behind the scenes : I, the Admirer.
Wrangler got into this unique concept of "TRUE WANDERERS" in 2011, where 10 like minded folks were given an opportunity to ride to any places of choice to portray the sense of freedom that a rider enjoys every time he is on the saddle. Knew almost all the ten and their worthiness for the ride. Though being in the passenger seat, admired every blog of these 10 gentleman which earned them a place in the event. Since a good friend Praful Tripathy happened to be one of the contestants from Bangalore, happen to be at the time of flag off. It was an inspiring mood that set in the due course of the event. Wished him the best of wishes. Needless to say, all ten put their heart and soul in the ride, which had me grasped for the next issue of TW.
Also when another Fellow biker Jai, from Bangalore had this opportunity to get to fame with the True Wanderer Cult, it was like a family affair to experience the excitement first hand. This provided an opportunity to get closer to the event.
P.C: Praful and Jai
It was the Diwali week of 2013, when I was all geared up to take my second Wrangler True Wanderer road trip as one of the ten contestants. Fate had other plans. Personal issues pulled me out of it - An opportunity lost.
Cut to this 2015 - The blog and pictures of my Leh - Ladakh ride Travelogue
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One of Favorite Tees of the lot
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Old Habits Die Hard
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Silver Shield, tailor made for lazy fellas, me included.
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The old work horse ready for yet another day at office
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Selection Done, Shopping Done, Pre ride Preparations done. Only thing that was running at the back of my Mind was "Where to Ride ?" Reports of heavy rains in Kerala was published on several social media. For the precipitation valentine that I am, had my direction fixed, with no destination in mind. Then started to dig some old files that I had stored for KL. Few things that stuck my mind were the interior routes that the English and the smugglers used to take to ferry goods to the coast from deep inside the forests.
D-Day:
All set for yet another important journey in my life, yet another phase of learning, yet another experience to cherish. Thanks to Praful, Ajit, Balaji and Sandy who made it to the flag off and lots and lots of those humble souls who wishes through various means. Though it had rained in abundance over the past few days, it was hot and humid like a coastal town in the peak of an average summer. The flag off set up on the busy commercial street made me a star for about an hour, with people taking Photographs of me and the bike.
Media makes me uneasy
I always thought it felt good to be in the lime light once in a while, but being able to carry it with grace is not my cup of tea. Needless to say I bombed the interview.
I ride to seek the answer.
I see myself gliding through somewhere deep into the Western Ghats; bump into new people, tradition and culture, dense rain forests and wildlife, and enjoy authentic local cuisine and hospitality - To feel alive yet again.
Behind the scenes : I, the Admirer.
Wrangler got into this unique concept of "TRUE WANDERERS" in 2011, where 10 like minded folks were given an opportunity to ride to any places of choice to portray the sense of freedom that a rider enjoys every time he is on the saddle. Knew almost all the ten and their worthiness for the ride. Though being in the passenger seat, admired every blog of these 10 gentleman which earned them a place in the event. Since a good friend Praful Tripathy happened to be one of the contestants from Bangalore, happen to be at the time of flag off. It was an inspiring mood that set in the due course of the event. Wished him the best of wishes. Needless to say, all ten put their heart and soul in the ride, which had me grasped for the next issue of TW.
P.C: Praful and Jai
It was the Diwali week of 2013, when I was all geared up to take my second Wrangler True Wanderer road trip as one of the ten contestants. Fate had other plans. Personal issues pulled me out of it - An opportunity lost.
Cut to this 2015 - The blog and pictures of my Leh - Ladakh ride Travelogue
One of Favorite Tees of the lot
Old Habits Die Hard
Silver Shield, tailor made for lazy fellas, me included.
The old work horse ready for yet another day at office
Selection Done, Shopping Done, Pre ride Preparations done. Only thing that was running at the back of my Mind was "Where to Ride ?" Reports of heavy rains in Kerala was published on several social media. For the precipitation valentine that I am, had my direction fixed, with no destination in mind. Then started to dig some old files that I had stored for KL. Few things that stuck my mind were the interior routes that the English and the smugglers used to take to ferry goods to the coast from deep inside the forests.
D-Day:
All set for yet another important journey in my life, yet another phase of learning, yet another experience to cherish. Thanks to Praful, Ajit, Balaji and Sandy who made it to the flag off and lots and lots of those humble souls who wishes through various means. Though it had rained in abundance over the past few days, it was hot and humid like a coastal town in the peak of an average summer. The flag off set up on the busy commercial street made me a star for about an hour, with people taking Photographs of me and the bike.
Media makes me uneasy
I always thought it felt good to be in the lime light once in a while, but being able to carry it with grace is not my cup of tea. Needless to say I bombed the interview.
Here you Go : How I bombed the Interview
Finally around 3PM I silently set off on a road that hold the record for being the most accompanied one of my early biking years. Since it was already late and the dark clouds were gather with much pace, I bid good bye to the group and off i go Closer to the mountains........
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Finally around 3PM I silently set off on a road that hold the record for being the most accompanied one of my early biking years. Since it was already late and the dark clouds were gather with much pace, I bid good bye to the group and off i go Closer to the mountains........
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