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Re: Bhai, kela ho gaya - A Tamil Nadu odyssey!
Thanks bhai. This post will have few more of those. 
You live in a lovely place Jeswin, however roads are really treacherous there.
Dhanyabaad bhai.
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“Wandering is the activity of the child, the passion of the genius; it is the discovery of the self, the discovery of the outside world, and the learning of how the self is both "at one with" and "separate from" the outside world. These discoveries are as fundamental to the soul as "learning to survive" is fundamental to the body. These discoveries are essential to realizing what it means to be human. To wander is to be alive.”
It's no surprise that Bangalore is always busy and crowded, no matter what time of the day or year. Case in point - MG Road to Electronic City. There were people at 4 AM on MG Road and there was considerable amount of traffic all the way till the elevated expressway leading DS out of the city.
Single lane-ing (presumably) of the road in front of Forum mall didn't help matters either.
It was a chilly ride in the morning by Bangalore standards. Riding solo has many perks. One is at leisure. To stop anywhere. To take any deviation on the fly.
There were 2 groups of bikers - A bullet group with flags and a SBK group (Triumph Tiger, N650 and Z800) who left the Hosur toll gate along with DS. They would come across each other often, overtaking one another at regular intervals.
Someone has rightly said, “A journey is best measured in friends, rather than miles.” He did get to make some unique friends. The kind of warmth not restricted to a club, but just a helping hand. A pat on the shoulder when least expected, an amusing reaction from the other one which just lightened the mood of the day.
It was pretty standard affair till Krishnagiri when DS had to stop for tea and for clearing up his fogged up visor. Soon he was off and sun was coming out.
Stopped somewhere near Dharmapuri for a pee break and waited for the sunrise while the bullet gang and SBK group sped away!
It was an uneventful ride till Salem in foggy conditions and holidaying people had started pouring in. Lot of buses to Yercaud were seen and DS relived his memories of the place, having been there thrice already.
It was a pretty standard affair till Madurai outskirts, which he reached at 12 PM. Some pics en route.
However, the rider made a mistake of going through Madurai city and god was it maddening! The only positive that happened was the the Z800 rider stopped him at the beginning of the city (route, which even he should have taken) and patted him on the back and gave a thumbs up. It was a surreal feeling.
However, after an hour long struggle, the rider was on the ring road to Rameshwaram. He met the Bullet gang again. For some reason they never waived and the group leader looked like a girl from the attire and riding posture. And yes, she indeed was!
Very soon ECR was reached. As scenic as it is, it is dangerous with no dividers and oncoming buses pay no two hoots getting one off the road during their overtaking maneuvers.
DS kept chugging along, absorbing the beauty and trying to not get hit by buses at the same time. The scenery remained same for the next 75 km.
Very soon, he and the bullet gang reached a railway crossing which was closed and a train crossed. Something immediately struck! Rameshwaram is nearby and there is a train in front.
Could DS be that lucky? Yes he was! Upon inquiry he got to know that Pamban bridge was 7 km away but the train has to cover only half the distance. Hence, it started a race which eventually the rider won.
Unlike most pics taken in the morning of the bridge, at this time of the day, Pamban bridge was jam packed and had a great police presence. This meant that the bike was parked and the rider started racing with the train on foot.
Another go at an HDR image.
The other side of the bridge was as beautiful.
That's it! He purred inside the city in search of the hotel and it was only 4:30 PM.
After some struggle, he located the hotel and checked in. The receptionist was wide eyed looking at the attire and bike loaded with saddlebags. He asked where was the rider coming from. When he heard Bangalore, he could only yell out : "How dare you?"
That just brought a chuckle to the rider's tired face. Soon, he checked in and got fresh.
The evening consisted of exploring the city and its temples. Cameras are not allowed inside temple premises. After a healthy dinner post city exploration, it was time for bed! Only that the windows were open and the moon looked beautiful.
Tomorrow morning was going to be epic. Dhanushkodi for sun rise and then Kanyakuari by evening. Also, @plasmabhai
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Waah DS bhai maza aa gaya! Treat us with more pics of the sea side please. Riding to Rameshwaram is a dream for me, looking to fulfill it with my R3!
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“Wandering is the activity of the child, the passion of the genius; it is the discovery of the self, the discovery of the outside world, and the learning of how the self is both "at one with" and "separate from" the outside world. These discoveries are as fundamental to the soul as "learning to survive" is fundamental to the body. These discoveries are essential to realizing what it means to be human. To wander is to be alive.”
It's no surprise that Bangalore is always busy and crowded, no matter what time of the day or year. Case in point - MG Road to Electronic City. There were people at 4 AM on MG Road and there was considerable amount of traffic all the way till the elevated expressway leading DS out of the city.
Single lane-ing (presumably) of the road in front of Forum mall didn't help matters either.
It was a chilly ride in the morning by Bangalore standards. Riding solo has many perks. One is at leisure. To stop anywhere. To take any deviation on the fly.
There were 2 groups of bikers - A bullet group with flags and a SBK group (Triumph Tiger, N650 and Z800) who left the Hosur toll gate along with DS. They would come across each other often, overtaking one another at regular intervals.
Someone has rightly said, “A journey is best measured in friends, rather than miles.” He did get to make some unique friends. The kind of warmth not restricted to a club, but just a helping hand. A pat on the shoulder when least expected, an amusing reaction from the other one which just lightened the mood of the day.
It was pretty standard affair till Krishnagiri when DS had to stop for tea and for clearing up his fogged up visor. Soon he was off and sun was coming out.
Stopped somewhere near Dharmapuri for a pee break and waited for the sunrise while the bullet gang and SBK group sped away!
It was an uneventful ride till Salem in foggy conditions and holidaying people had started pouring in. Lot of buses to Yercaud were seen and DS relived his memories of the place, having been there thrice already.
It was a pretty standard affair till Madurai outskirts, which he reached at 12 PM. Some pics en route.
However, the rider made a mistake of going through Madurai city and god was it maddening! The only positive that happened was the the Z800 rider stopped him at the beginning of the city (route, which even he should have taken) and patted him on the back and gave a thumbs up. It was a surreal feeling.
However, after an hour long struggle, the rider was on the ring road to Rameshwaram. He met the Bullet gang again. For some reason they never waived and the group leader looked like a girl from the attire and riding posture. And yes, she indeed was!
Very soon ECR was reached. As scenic as it is, it is dangerous with no dividers and oncoming buses pay no two hoots getting one off the road during their overtaking maneuvers.
DS kept chugging along, absorbing the beauty and trying to not get hit by buses at the same time. The scenery remained same for the next 75 km.
Very soon, he and the bullet gang reached a railway crossing which was closed and a train crossed. Something immediately struck! Rameshwaram is nearby and there is a train in front.
Could DS be that lucky? Yes he was! Upon inquiry he got to know that Pamban bridge was 7 km away but the train has to cover only half the distance. Hence, it started a race which eventually the rider won.
Unlike most pics taken in the morning of the bridge, at this time of the day, Pamban bridge was jam packed and had a great police presence. This meant that the bike was parked and the rider started racing with the train on foot.
Another go at an HDR image.
The other side of the bridge was as beautiful.
That's it! He purred inside the city in search of the hotel and it was only 4:30 PM.
After some struggle, he located the hotel and checked in. The receptionist was wide eyed looking at the attire and bike loaded with saddlebags. He asked where was the rider coming from. When he heard Bangalore, he could only yell out : "How dare you?"
That just brought a chuckle to the rider's tired face. Soon, he checked in and got fresh.
The evening consisted of exploring the city and its temples. Cameras are not allowed inside temple premises. After a healthy dinner post city exploration, it was time for bed! Only that the windows were open and the moon looked beautiful.
Tomorrow morning was going to be epic. Dhanushkodi for sun rise and then Kanyakuari by evening. Also, @plasmabhai
But the sea beach was too dirty to take bath.
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