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Thank you for the approval! The opening post was deliberately kept short and to the point since its no "fancy" ride.
Here goes the travelogue:
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Once again, I sit in the front of the computer unsure of where to start from. It has been a while since I'm riding now and few of my travelogues have been updated in the previous posts. However, during the last three years, where in I was engaged and so engrossed with my professional responsibilities, one travelogue remains uncompleted while I did not bother to post a travelogue for few other rides including Spiti and Manali (twice).
I had traded off the Pulsar 200 NS in 2015 after completing the Spiti ride successfully. The main reason for the same was performance issues at higher altitudes despite it being a very capable machine considering the over all package at that price. Below is a pic of the same during the Spiti ride:
Somewhere in Spiti
Had my mind set on the Royal Enfield standard 500 which was duly introduced to the family back in July 2015. Here's what it looked liked a year ago:
The Steed, back then
Had plonked in a WildBoar exhaust and a wider handlebar to suit my priding preferences and I was already itching to take it for a long ride! Meanwhile one of my friends asked me to join him for a ride to Manali to which I agreed in an instant.
Fast forward to September 2016, I had switched my job and taken up a new project which requires lot of traveling to Pune...Akurdi to be precise. This time 3 of my colleagues and I had to travel for 2 days and for some reason, we were asked to book train tickets to and fro. It was then, that the idea of riding down to Pune cropped up in my mind and to my utter surprise, convincing the bosses was a piece of cake. On this note, I extend a word of thanks to the bosses for their understanding and supportive nature. However, convincing my wife and family was a bit tricky, but they agreed since I would take the same time to reach as the train would take.
In the Himalayas (Manali, 2015)
Everything was going fine as far preparations for the ride were concerned, however, the Utopian bubble broke when I realized that my bike had been making all sorts of funny noises and to my horror, they were coming straight from the engine. Post contacting the Royal Enfield Service Center which happened to be Kaytee Motors, Mahipalpur, New Delhi, I was told that I had a busted cylinder kit that needs a replacement! 10000km into the ownership and the bike needs a cylinder kit replacement? Aren't these engines made to last? Anyway, I was least bothered since the job was covered under warranty.
The bike was repaired and handed over to me. It ran like new! I mean, it had to...but still, it made me happy since I had already started dreaming about the ride, the road and exciting 6-7 days that were coming up! However, the bubble broke once again. Not even 1000 km post the engine work, the bike started spitting white smoke. I knew what the issue was. Dropped the bike once again at the workshop only to know that the head valve (excuse me for being too technical) had gone kaput and needs a replacement. And all this was just a couple of days before the ride began. That would mean, the running in would not be completed and that the bike would run in only during the ride! Bad luck!
Moving on, the bike was delivered 2 days before the ride began and I was informed that the valve has been replaced along with piston rings, no cylinder kit this time. This would mean a running in period of 150 odd km where in the bike should not be revved too high and should not cross 80 odd kmph. Easy? I thought since it would only mean a couple of hours that can be compensated by leaving early.
So the day was finally here and hence the ride begin. But before I take you through this marvelous journey, let me introduce you to the Ride and the Rider.
The Ride: Royal Enfield standard 500
The Rider: Karan Sharma
The Checklist:
Saddlebags: Rynox Nomad 2
Helmet: Spada Off Road
Dslr: Canon Kiss X4
Action Cam: Sjcam M20
Gloves: Probiker
Shoes: DC casual canvas
Riding Jacket: None (just a normal wind cheater)
Rain wear: Versalis
Tank Bag: Cramster
The Accessories:
Handlebar: Wide, Harley type
Tiger Lamps: changed to LED
Air Filter: K&N
Exhaust: Megafone
Crash Bar: Square, powder coated, Harley type
Mirrors: Bajaj avenger, later changed to no brand round type
So the journey finally begins:
Day 1: Delhi-Udaipur
Off late, my riding style has changed, from a more aggressive, 1000km in 12 hours to shorter ride for the day in same time. Also, I've realized that the morning hours are the best to complete a good night sleep. This not only keeps me fresh through the day, but also allows me to sleep without the worry of waking up in another couple of hours post hitting the bed. The luggage was already packed, batteries were charged the previous night and the alarm was set to buzz not before 6.00 am. I've been on this route for 4-5 times now during the Glory Quest, The Goan Geyaway and the Desert Chronicles (blog remains unpublished). Hence I knew it could be covered in about 12-13 hours. So I was all set to leave by 7. The luggage was tied on the bike which was being warmed up meanwhile. Started off while I still kept the revs low (remember the replaced piston rings?). It was a beautiful Monday morning. Yes...Beautiful. Monday. Morning! Since I was not supposed to reach work and spend my day on the chair. Blissfully thumped out of the city and I was happily cruising at 80kmph on the NH8.
It was a regular affair, trucks, cars, bullock carts and more. Hence, did not bother to stop and take pictures, since there was nothing special to capture. stopped for breakfast at the popular Rao Dhaba and savored the butter dripping Aaloo Paranthas with tea. Paid the bill and was set to sign off only to realize that the bike key was not with me. Although I was carrying the spare one, still could not let one go that easily. I realize that the key was left on the table and is now with the cashier. Took the keys, thanked him and moved forward.
The weather was cool, the sun was not punishing yet, however, I knew as I enter Rajasthan and head towards Ajmer, it would get sweltering hot and frequent breaks would be required, both for me and the bike.Old Rao Dhaba, NH8: Checkin for some mouthwatering paranthas
Stopped for a butt break, the bike had already covered 150 odd km, hence the running in period was technically over and I was happy. It had performed wonderfully well and was running smooth. The thump from the megafone was hypnotizing and the misfire from the exhaust accompanied by flames made the eyes turn...I was simply loving it.
while I was still soaking up the landscape around, I realized that I left a very important thing back home! What was that? The memory card for the Dslr...now its resting tucked nicely in the memory card slot of the laptop...urrgghh! Stupid Me. Hence, had to do with the SJcam and decided to buy another one later during the day.
Had water, chatted with a couple of locals about their heard of goats. There was no sign of stress, whatsoever. I was as refreshed as I was in the morning. I knew the ride had just started and i surely would get tired as I progress towards the destination of the day.
The LHS RVM had been troubling me since a while now since it had come lose and would get lose time and again due to vibrations on the handle bar. Stopped by to see if a spanner is available in the tool kit. Piece of junk, the first thing I said to myself. Nothing worthy of even opening the tool kit. I should have rather save the energy by not thinking of even opening the tool/fuse box. Stopped by a mechanic, borrowed the spanner and tightened the bolt. All set, I move on.
Soon I was at the Ajmer bypass cautiously looking for the right road as I did not want myself to land up in the Pink City and make my way through the maddening traffic. Will bold and visible signboards, its difficult to miss this diversion to Ajmer.
The roads had been fantastic until now and I was sure to have the same experience ahead too. Stopped for a photo break after the bypass, tried shooting a video too, however, a wrong camera angle ensured time and efforts were wasted.
Soon the city of Jaipur was bypassed and the milestones indicate the reducing distance to Mumbai.
Stopped for a couple of pictures that were only clicked to tease my friends from all spheres.
Mercury was rising and the wind blast was making it even worse. Water in the bottle tucked at the rear seat with cross ropes became undrinkable as i waded through the Jaipur bypass. Though the roads were in great shape, trucks and local traffic made me ride cautiously. Heading towards Kishangarh/Nasirabad where I was supposed to take a left for NH76/NH79, i started looking for the forgotten memory card. Checked out a few shops and after searching for half an hour, finally found one and bought a 4GB micro SD with adapter for Rs. 200. Bought another water bottle and drank almost half of it, yes, I was that thirsty.
Wanted to get away from traffic as soon and possible and be on the lonely/scenic roads. Soon the GVK expressway ended and I was riding on the NH76. Time for a break. Reverted to a couple of calls and messages to check upon the status for regular work stuff that were handed over to colleagues before leaving.
Taking few short photography breaks and stopped for Lunch at a roadside Dhaba. I wanted to keep the ride as simple as possible, eat what the locals eat, drink what the locals drink. I usually avoid having lunch during rides to keep the tummy light. However, since the breakfast was light and early, I started feeling the hunger, nothing uncontrollable, though.
Few breaks before the lunch stop:
The heat was on, it was already about 3:00 pm and I wanted to drink something cool and refreshing. Hence, as the norm has been since the past couple of rides, started looking for a theka to gulp down a cool beer. Spotted one and asked for the coolest beer whichever was available, Carlsberg it was! Had a chat with a couple of locals who were enjoying their drinks right outside the theka. One beer was enough to keep me going until a lunch stop.
Stopped by a dhaba and savored a scrumptious dal fry and roti with chaach. The hospitality and the warmth made me think about "Atithi Devo Bhava". It was a small affair of around R. 120 including tip. Bought a water bottle and I moved on.
The Dhaba
As I moved on, there were a couple of diversions on the way. However, since there were handful of vehicles on the highway, keeping speeds of around 80kmph was not a big task. So, I was riding normally on the left lane while the diversion had just been cleared, tried finding my way though two trucks driving completely parallel to each other, leaving sufficient space for me to weave through. As I accelerated, A White Scorpio driving right on the RHS immediately turned left and hit my crash guard like crazy and the bike started wobbling which might have led to a fall or maybe worse, a fatal accident. Anyhow, I was able to control the motion and came to a stop. Put the bike on stand and I was shivering and shaking! The Scorpio stopped too, we apologized to each other, no damage done to either vehicle and we move on!
This left me with all sorts of deep thoughts about how uncertain has the life become and how we continue to live in an uncertain world! While I still was in my thoughts, came across a bicycle run over by a truck and a person lying on the roadside unconscious! Lot of people were already around, hence did not want to stop and unnecessarily be a part of the crowd!
The landscape around had these mysterious lakes which were in hundreds when coupled together. I was unsure of what I was seeing as I have never witnessed such a landscape in this part of the world. Out of curiosity, I stopped and clicked some pictures. The landscape resembled and vast lake that would stretch to the horizon and no one could tell how deep it was. Migratory birds all around. Whatever it was, it was just a treat to the eyes, especially on a land so barren. It was only later in the day, that I was told about those lakes and got to know that its simply stagnant water because of high rainfall this season! Simply amazing!
By this time, the sun was already setting and soon it would be dark. I was inching close to Udaipur and the weather was becoming cooler. Soon it was dark. Dawn and Dusk, there comes a period when you headlamp is insufficient to illuminate the road ahead and the natural light is too low to see anything. The best thing to be done in this case is to stop, wait for a while and then continue, this way, it would be completely dark and you would have a better view of the road. I did the same.
Since the temperatures dropped, I took my wind cheater off, which had been flapping like a superman's stole as the zipper had come off...on the Manali ride last year! However, I forgot that I was on a highway in Rajasthan and a lot of insects come your way through, only to die. Stopped and donned the jacket once again and rode non stop to Udaipur.
Since, this was not the first time I was coming to this city, I knew the way to Hotel Nayee Haveli, Pichola Ghat. However, the place has received a makeover as compared to 2013. I asked my way out and reached the hotel by 8ish. Met Rahil, and he immediately recognized me. Was given a different room this time as the "usual" one was booked.
It was almost 9 after I unmounted the luggage, took a bath and changed. My neck had been the worst hit during today's ride as there was noting to cover and flying dust and bugs came hitting like 100 needles. Hence, ventured into the market looking for a safa (desert scarf), but the shops were closed and I was in no mood to hunt for one.
I could see that the season has been dull for Udaipur since there were no people annd most of the hotels and restaurants remained empty. Had a small chat with Rahil over dinner which included tandoori chicken and a couple of beers post which I was insisted to try out the Chicken Masala which Rahil made himself and it was scrumptious! A bit of over eating and I wanted to settle the meal with a walk, went on to the ghat for a small stroll, made a couple of calls and came back to the room while Udaipur was still in its full glory!
Day2: Udaipur-Mumbai
Mumbai, a city that has always fascinated me since I got into serious riding and touring. Not because of its usual whims and fancies, nightlife, film stars presence or something, but because of the over all aura of the place, the Arabian Sea, the skyscrapers and the people. I have always believed it to be a melting pot of cultures and the dream only came true while I was on the Glory Quest. I was left awestruck. I'm yet to come across a place which has areas jam packed right at 4 in the morning. Leaving the odds and negativity behind, its a treat to be here if things are seen positively. Additionally, a road trip to Mumbai takes you through few of the best roads, not only in the county but globally.
This time I had a reason to be here. My sister had recently shifted to Mumbai, so I could get a chance to meet her and few other friends, some of whom I've not met for a year and a few whom I'm yet to meet (ex colleagues).
Yesterday's ride had left me tired and the bike'd tank empty. The bike had run almost 50 km on reserve and I had to tank up at the next station.
Post a good night sleep, I woke up fresh. No sign of fatigue whatsoever. Stuffed in the scattered luggage, freshened up and was all set o go. The luggage was mounted and off I go. Way out of the city was easy, People knew of the highway and asking the way to Ahemdabad ensured I was thrown on the right road. Spotted a petrol pump and tanked up. I was all set to kiss the Mumbai city by the evening. If all goes well, I should be there by 8ish..a (not so) long 12 hour ride.
Considering my previous ride to Mumbai, I knew I do not want to go via Ahemdabad since the only better way to bypass Ahemdabad is to take the NE1 and no bikes allowed there. I've learnt that hard way. Hence, another route, I don't know if its shorter or longer but i now know its definitely scenic and well paved, more on this later. This route takes you via Modasa and drops you bang in Vadodra, not the city...the outskirts.
Soon I left Udaipur behind, I knew I wasn't coming back here, not even on the way back. The roads are amazing and everytime I take this route, I feel the rads have been laid afresh. Stopped for a photo break soon into the ride as the scenery was simply irresistible.
I was carrying a tripod to capture few images with me in them as a memoir but it was getting too cumbersome to take it out of the pouch after struggling to untangle it out of the cross ropes. Hence, I packed the pouch and fastened the tripod...hell stupid of me, more on this later during the day.
The ride continued and I realized that last night's dinner had been digested and I was hungry again. Started looking for restaurants to have breakfast but before that I needed some water. stopped by a small shack, a lot of truck drivers chatting around and resting, bought a bottle of water and asked for something to eat, nothing available except tea and biscuits plus other munchies. Next stop: Breakfast.
While I was thinking that I would be riding through the day in Gujarat, which happens to be a dry state and would be devoid of any "refreshments" until evening when I hit the Gujarat-Maharashtra border, came across a Punjabi restaurant. Checked in and made myself seated, ordered aaloo paranthas once again. The weather was cool, and I was a bit sleepy, ordered tea too. The food was spicy, matching my taste, however, a Gujarati family was having a hard time with the food. Settled the bill, Rs. 160 approx and moved on.
The problematic LHS mirror finally succumbed to the vibrations and broke midway at the connecting screw. No point of carrying it along, threw it by the side of the road. Maybe a trucker would get hold of it and fix it somewhere on his truck or a passing by local would fix that on his bicycle.
Took the road to Modasa, which happens to be a toll road built by L&T (iirc). Super fantabulous road, 4 laned with all shades of green lining up on the side. The sun was shining bright, I knew it would not rain, but was destined to be drenched as the norm had been since the time I started riding...I've learnt to be prepared.
Good roads continue and I stop for a photo break. So, remember my "stupidity" in the morning? I lost the positioning handle of my tripod. Thanks to the "free massage" bu the legendary Royal Enfield. Anyway, its long lost now, the tripod still functioning and the head tight enough not to move involuntarily.
Moving forward, crossed Modasa and took the Gujarat State highway 5 to Godhara, which again is an amazing road and a great scenery around.
Finally bypassed Godhara and stopped at Halol to look for replacement mirrors. Couple of bike repair shops there, no one had Bajaj Avenger mirror set. Got a non branded mirror set for Rs. 300, similar to RE OEM.
The weather was becoming hot evsry passing minute and I was forced to take more comfort stops.
Had covered more than 1000 km until now and I won't budge to call this bike as "king of highways" especially considering the Indian road conditions. No sign of fatigue until now barring an aching left shoulder which wold settle down within 5 minutes of a comfort break.
Continued riding until Vadodra bypass and looked for directions. Missed the signboard about 200 mtrs away and asked for Mumbai/Surat to a street vendor. He guided me through, but not in a much convincing way. Went back to the signboard and realized he was right, pointing Vadodra right from the circle. Another 40km to go before I hop on to the familiar NH8.
This happens to be a toll road and a left from the next toll collection booth would go straight to Mumbai via Navsari, Surat and Vapi. I move on to find a bridge on a huge river. "It has to be Narmada river", I say to myself. Took a u turn on the service road and stopped by the river side. Calm and huge! Two local boys on a bike stop to checkout the bike and me, as if I was being an alien...to some extent I was. they confirm, its Narmada river and I could go down the steps. I go down, wash my face, sprinkle some water on clothes to get some respite from the heat. I seriously wanted to take a dip, but dropped the idea for the next visit.
Continued the ride forward and it was already around 2ish. I knew I would be late. There had been no beer stops yet...Welcome to Gujarat. The paranthas in the morning were doing a good job keeping me stuffed, I need not stop for lunch. Soon I was back on NH8.
Riding ahead, there was heavy traffic and I was left confused as to which way to take. I guess it was around Narmada bridge where in light vehicles could take the small road on the left (one way) and the heavy vehicles were on the main road. Crossing that small bridge, there was a huge line up of tucks waiting for their turn to pass. Since I was new to the place, I continued straight, finding my way squeezing through the small spaces until I saw other bikes passing from the slip road on the left. The traffic police official on duty allowed me to take the slip road and passed on thanking him.
The next stop came in for a refreshment break (read: Gujarat is a dry state). Gulped a couple of citrus drinks, called up my sister, rested for a while and moved on.
Couple of photo/comfort breaks:
By the time I reached Daman Ganga, a sight that leaves me awestruck everytime, even though I never knew the name prior to this ride, it was already getting dark and Mumbai was another 180 odd km from here. stopped for a couple of pictures.
I was close to the border I knew. Moving forward, started looking for a theka and at around 6.30, found one. Settled for a beer and rested for a while. My back had started aching, rest everything, including the bike was good to go. This stop also came in as stop at dusk...the roads were dimly lit, neither there was enough natural light, nor the bike's headlamp was sufficient enough to light up the road, better to wait. Spent around 30 minutes soaking up the environment and was ready to leave. The clock struck 7 and I was sure I would make it home by 9.30ish.
Soon it became pitch dark, leaving a little scope to stop and click pictures. Nothing special too. Better to keep going. Rode for about an hour and thirty minutes and was looking for a decent place to stop. I was in Thane, I suppose. Never mind, I knew I was away from home and needed to be cautious of safety. Stopped at a not so buzzing market and it had a theka right next. Another beer was popped and I was joined by a gentleman from Lone Wolf Riders, Mumbai. We had a good chat over bikes, rides, family and more. I was also told that the Ghrobundar Bridge is broken and it shall take up no less that 30 minutes to cross that stretch. Nothing to worry about, I've grown as rider and nothing bothers me now till I get home/hotel for the night and get a good night sleep.
Bid him good bye, exchanged numbers and I moved on. Soon I was a part of traffic jam at the bridge. But being on a bike has its own advantages, I weaved through and came of clear within 15 minutes. My back was breaking and I was moving every now and then to adjust and readjust. There were no lights on the road, not even markings. The highway was wide, though.
Came across another traffic jam and switched on the wrong side, don't know what place it was. Post that the roads were good, some stretches lit well until I reached somewhere and familiar names such as Borivalli, Kandivalli, etc were visible. then I finally saw Bandra, my destination for the day. time was around 10ish and the roads were crowded. hell lot of people. Was stuck at Aarey flyover for more than 45 minutes, traffic was moving dead slow.
However, following the signboards and seeking directions from autowallahs I finally reached Bandra...Or mumbai for that matter!
Tomorrow is the rest day, I could wake up late, meet friends and do whatever I want. But before that, bike goes for a wash.
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A very good read!
Carry on!A bike on the road is worth two in the shed.
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Nice capture mate.
But something I felt odd, better left on mods but I guess you shouldn't mention the beer during ride you had.
I have been inspired by some TL on this forum I am afraid few may from yours and try to repeat what you did to rest from long ride .
I was not appealed as you were riding without protection for such a long ride but I continued reading . I stopped at the point where you mentioned the theka and beer.
People get redbul and other energy drinks but seems you are of diff breed.
In my opinion this kind of TL should not be encouraged here .Do Rev your heart in out or on treadmill After revving you bike's engine.A free flowing and high revving heart will give more happy miles too :)
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That pain on left shoulder why does it happen?? Any particular reason I mean riding position. I got similar pain on my RS200 I finally pinned it down to tight gloves and hard clutch.Comment
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Agreed completely...! Apologies to have missed that. Just wanted to keep the log honest, as I always have been doing.Originally posted by CosmicSpeed View Post
Moreover, every rider is mature enough to understand and take the responsibility... I'll make sure next time on, I have a disclaimer.
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I'm not really sure of that... It happens to me everytime... Offlate, the distance per day had increased, so I can feel it more. And I'm turning 30 next year... Age is another factor.Originally posted by amarme001 View Post
I usually wear the most comfortable gloves, as you might have read... So that's certainly not gloves... Maybe something to do with the handlebar this time... Need to experimentThe best things in life are realized on two wheels!Comment
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Awesome one......Comment
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A good ride and narration..Pulsar 150 DTS-i(2005-present)
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Day 3: Mumbai
Today was a rest day. That said, I could wake up late, soak up The Mumbai city, have my share of authentic vadapavs and more of them, meet friends and chill. The weather looked inviting, a bit of an overcast added to the package that Mumbai as a city had in store for me. Woke up at around 10.30 and was out on the roll by 11ish. Straight for a bike wash. Was meandering around the Bandra East area and it was a tough task to find a bike wash center. Finally I was guided by a local, who also sounded confident since most of the people had no clue of any bike washing point in the area. But before that, 2 vadapavs were gobbled in for breakfast.
Finally found one near Teacher's colony and the bike was lined up. Had tea meanwhile and the washing was done in another half an hour.
Called up my friend, Francis (an ex colleague from Mumbai team) and went to pick him up at Kalina post which we went to Palladium Mall to catch up with few other friends. Had lunch together which only consisted of vadapav. After meeting friends and few other friends at Oberoi, spent some time at the waterfront...it was dark by this time.
Dropped Francis back and headed home. It had been a while since I had Chicken Tikka. Found a restaurant cum bar, Palki in Bandra East and post some beers and delicious Chicken Tikka, I headed home. Picked up some ice creams for my sister and her flatmate.
Not much of an activity today. The initial plan was to wind up meeting friends by afternoon and head straight to Pune. However, another good night sleep is what I wanted. Hit the bed by 11 and went off to sleep. Tomorrow's plan...leave by 5 and reach Pune before 8.30.
Day 4: Mumbai-Pune
The bike and I had done almost 1600km in the past 2 days as I reached Mumbai. A one day break came in as good energizing factor and a welcoming respite from backaches and aching shoulders and neck. The plan today was simple, ride nonstop to Akurdi. Left all my luggage at my sister's place and carried few essentials for the next two days in the tank bag along with the raincoat tied with bungee chords at the rear seat. Finding the way out of Mumbai was not easy. It was still dark and not much people on the road. Kept asking for directions every 2 kilometers or so and was finally on the right route to Pune. However, I certainly was not comfortable with something. I had a fair idea no bikes are allowed on the Mumbai-Pune Expressway barring the Khopoli section, but I could not see, or maybe missed, any other route, hence carried on.
Another indication to confirm the same came in at the first toll booth where in there was no lane for the bikes to pass. As explained by the gentleman whom I met at Thane, I kept my bike right at the rear of a car who was crossing the toll after paying the fee and crossed the boom barrier along with it. Nobody stopped me. I, once again, thought, maybe I was not able to see the bike lane behind the trucks on the left. As I continued straight, the discomfort increased as there was no bike to be spotted either on my side or on the opposite side. I knew this was the expressway.
Continued straight until the next toll and then confirmed with the executive if bikes are permitted. NO, was the answer. I had taken a huge risk unknowingly, I said to myself! He guided me towards a security guard who was generous enough to to guide me through the way out and informed about the police checkpost ahead. It was still dark and I was advised to go wrong side until the next sign board, about 500mtrs and then take the exit to continue to NH4.
Asked for directions to a couple of truck drivers and I was now on the right route. Had covered almost 1/3rd the distance by now and I continued straight to Akurdi. Meanwhile sunlight made its way through the darkness and I stopped for a small break. The break was not actually needed, however, the scenery was imply breathtaking and I could not carry on before capturing the beauty of Western Ghats.
The route was not new to me, had been on this route during the Glory Quest. However, that was almost 6 years ago and then during the Goan Getaway, but that too was almost 4 years ago. The route looked completely different, however, places like Lonavala and Khandala seemed familiar. A couple of more pictures and I was at Akurdi by 8.00 am.
Nothing much to talk about the day as it was purely boring official stuff. Came back to the hotel in the evening and the remaining time was spent drinking beers and chitchatting with the colleagues.
Day 5: Akurdi
Once again, meetings through the day and drinks in the evening. However, today a part of the evening was spent looking out for a suitable wind cheater in the local market, but to no luck. Were guided to the Pimpari market, a little ahead, but tried out local shops and other sports brands, none had it. Was finally able to find one in a multi brand outlet, Manthan. Went to the hotel, the guys were having dinner since they leave at around 2 to catch the 4.10 am train to Delhi. Dozed off post checking out some places to explore on the way back to Mumbai.
So Karla Caves and Bhushi Dam before heading to Mumbai.
Day 6: Akurdi-Mumbai
The day started late, I was at utmost leisure. As I woke up, cool breeze greeted me with a slight overcast. I did not have any major packing to be done today. Hence, opened all the windows and was just lazing around.
Listening to the nature's music, I freshened up and was all set to leave. Not much activity today which meant I could stop anywhere and soak up the beauty of Western Ghats, click loads of pictures and make videos. Went for breakfast, kept it light, only 3 small vadas with sambhar and chutney. Post a light breakfast, tied the raincoat and I was all set to leave for Mumbai. Just 200 odd kilometers to be covered which included detours for sightseeing.
The fist on the list was Karla Caves, had inquired about the same with one of the colleagues and was informed its good for a one time visit and should ask for Ekvira Temple. It was the caves that interested me more. Also, this was the first day of Navratras which I realized later.
The scenery around was lush and invigorating and it was difficult for me to just continue riding, after all, who knows when am I riding back to this place. Even the last time, the stretch was done up in a hurry.
The roads are good and butter smooth, a dream to ride on. Reached somewhere and a signboard pointed Ekvira Temple on the right. Still asked for directions. The approach road was broken and potholed , but nothing that could dampen the spirits. It started drizzling, once again, nothing that could dampen the spirits, I have a soft corner for archaeological stuff. Then started a steep climb towards the temple, motorable road, lush green surroundings.
Finally reached the temple gate and parked the bike, left the raincoat tied on the bike. Had to climb 125 odd stairs up, as informed by the parking guy.
The aura and the atmosphere here was like any other shrine up in North India. With vendors lining up the path up selling groundnuts, coconut water, lemonade etc, the environment was buzzing. It was then I realized its the first day of Navratras. The climb up was steep and I was gasping for breath. It was still drizzling, although most of the path stays covered with nylon tents, i was feeling warm. The windcheater went off and I climbed up to the top. Jaw dropping landscape accompanied me throughout.
The entry of temple and the caves is gated. Bought an entry ticket for Rs. 15, didnt have to pay for any camera since a ticket needs to be bought only for "handycams". I had two camers, two phones, all for video enabled...if I had to shoot a video, i could have shot it with the other devices! Strange rules...maybe the government needs to stay updated with the technology.
Anyhow, entered the temple complex and there stood the majestic caves. Not exactly a natural formation, but man made, carved right in the mountains.
After spending some time here, I drank some water, straight out of the tap clicked some more images and started descending. Drizzling had stopped, however, a heavy overcast covered the sky, I knew it would rain. Came back to the parking and realized I had lost my gloves! The stupid act of tucking them right beneath the flap only fastened by velcro at the bottom had its toll! Anyhow, they were torn and used much, I anyway had to get a replacement.
The next in line was Bhushi Dam, near Lonawala. After the descend, I moved on anong with breathtaking vistas.
Lonavala was not too far and I reached there soon. Tanked up and asked my way for Bhushi Dam. Was advised to take a left from "Kumar Resorts" and straight, a popular landmark. Few people did have a hard time understanding the place and did not know the directions. On the way, came across this beautiful bridge adjacent a lake (or is it) and everything was just picture perfect.
Did shoot a video here too:
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Moved forward and Reached Bhushi Dam in no time. Parked the bike and 5 minutes walk to the Dam. Some pics through the walking distance.
Once I reached the place, it was difficult for me to understand as to whats going on and in what sense its a dam. There was a huge reservoir/lake behind the the fence, however, little water was flowing on the other (read: tourist) side. Maybe I was at the wrong time of the year since images on google shows a high flow of water. To many vendors dotting up the entire place selling cotton candies, corns, maggie, tea and what not. People were enjoying, taking pictures, shouting, climbing up and down, and then it was me...just enjoying pleasant weather and taking pictures, or finding subjects to be clicked to be precise. All in all, it reminded me of Kempty Falls in Mussoorie, Dehradoon and was utter disappointment. Anyway, the weather was pleasant in the least and the scenery around was great to keep me satiated.
Came back, had some water and moved forward...straight to Mumbai.
Happened to see a road that would connect me directly to Mumbai highway so I need not go back to Lonawala. As soon as I took that road, it started raining, and soon pouring. It became dark and who knows when would the rains stop! Donned the rain coat and carried forward. Good thing I did not have any luggage, otherwise it would have been all wet despite the rain covers.
The roads were wet and it was raining cats and dogs, making it difficult to ride at even 60. Thanks to stock RE tires and an awesome geometry (pun intended).
It continued to rain for, I don't know how long and so did I. All the gadgets were tucked inside the tank bag secured under the rain cover and I was in no mood to either stop or click pictures. The landscape around was captivating, though.
the rain finally subsided and it was almost 1 pm. The existence of anything called waterproof is as good as the existence of god or demons. Hence, Water had trickled down the raincoat and the windcheater and I was damp inside which was causing irritation. Packed the raincoat, inspected the contents inside the tank back for any water damage (all was fine) and clicked some pictures.
By this time I was hungry, 3 vadas in breakfast had fought enough and now it was time to have something to eat. However, this stretch of the highway was devoid of any decent restaurants. Spotted a beer shop made my way through.
Started a conversation with an old man sitting behind. Neither he was able to understand what I was saying, nor I was able to decipher the language. However, we still chatted. Post two beers, I decided to move on...but where? I still had time, maybe I could head to Matheran, looked for directions, however, it started raining midway. Dropped the idea and continued straight to Mumbai.
It continued to rain, sometimes drizzling, sometimes a downpour. That slowed me down. Reached Panvel by 4ish and missed the highway on the intersection and entered the city. However, I soon realized I was going wrong and quickly hopped on the highway making a u turn. It was a Saturday, no heavy traffic and I was comfortably able to make my way till BKC via Sion. Stopped there for a while. My back and left shoulder were aching. Rested for about half an hour and then I realized I need to buy a pair of gloves. Tried searching motorcycle accessories shops near me, but Vodafone network won't give me access to the internet, poor reception.
Was finally able to find one in Khar...this was the nearest, didn't want to go all the way to Lamington Road, I was drenched and tired. Made my way through, missed the shop, checked google maps, came back, missed the shop again, checked google maps again and finally asked a local and he pointed me right. Purchased a pair of Rynox for Rs.2450, made a couple of calls home and came back to my sister's place by 6.30.
There was nothing much to do. Hence, had my dinner by 7.30 and went to bed by 9.00
Tomorrow I head back home and add more tales to the Chronicles Of A Lone Biker.
Note: Since its a public forum and not my personal blog, I urge all the riders to be responsible and not mix drinking and driving/riding. Sincere request to all to not get inspired with my style of riding and stick to what suits you the best. As the travelogue had to be fed in authentic details and facts, I have posted some pictures which might be disturbing to which I extend my apologies in advance. Ride Responsibly...Be SafeThe best things in life are realized on two wheels!Comment
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Re: The Pune Punter
Day 7: Mumbai - Indore
Today was the beginning of the "home coming". It could have been easy for me to take the same route back, however, whats the fun? I've been to that route a number of times now and wanted to see and explore something different. Going via Indore would take me through more unseen and beautiful places. I was fascinated. Also wanted to take a slightly longer route and explore Malshej Ghats on the way. However, I had to reach on time too, hence gave up the idea form Malshej Ghats.
I was also wondering as to how far would I be able to go. I mean, Indore was around 600 odd kilometers away which should not take more than 8 hours if all goes well. Had searched for some destinations ahead of Indore but nothing too exciting. A wise decision made which I only realized later.
Woke up by 5.00 am only to find it drizzling hence decided to wait for a while and leave. Freshened up meanwhile, packed the stuff, laid down to calm the nerves (it was home coming after all!). It stopped raining meanwhile. Mounted the luggage on the bike and bid my sister farewell. The time was around 6ish.
While it was still dark, warmed up the bike a bit and made my way through asking directions to Nasik. Soon I was on the highway maintaining speeds of just under 100kmph. Noting to write here much since it was dark and I could barely see anything.
It was only after the sunrise that I could start enjoying the scenery around. Some shots on the way:
It soon started raining and rainwear was donned. Just continued riding as much as possible since stopping would only mean a delayed arrival at Indore and night riding which I wanted to avoid at any cost around that area. It was only towards the start of the Igatpuri Ghats that I stopped and clicked some pictures. I would let the pictures and videos do the talking before I see you after the Igatpuri Ghats end.
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The rain had stopped however the amount of precipitation in the atmosphere was to high. Maybe I was riding in clouds as i could feel water splashing all over me consistently. It was dark, no sign of sunshine. I had been riding for more than 170km now. Bad weather conditions did not stop until I crossed Igatpuri where I stopped for a comfort break and to take my rainwear off. The sky was getting clearer. Atleast something was visible
The weather became clearer and soon I was at Chandwad where I stopped for a refreshment break. Asked about the road conditions ahead and the information came in my favor. I was happy!
Moving forward, there was another ghat section, just after Dhule (iirc).
The scenery around was simply surreal. I had not seen so many shades of green in one field of view eve before. I should have planned a shorter distance for today's ride so that I could stop more and soak up the beautiful landscape around.
The roads were good and traffic not much...this ensured a quick exit from the ghat section.
Great roads continued as I progressed towards Dhule and crossed it in no time and started cruising on the butter smooth NH3 with a captivating landscape around.
That said, it was time to bid farewell to Maharashtra and enter Madhya Pradesh making me skeptical of the road conditions ahead. Crossing the border was a breeze with color coded lanes for different categories of vehicles and I hit the roads of Maharashtra. The traffic density had been sparse with not much traffic on the highway and that goes for petrol pumps too. The bike was returning a mileage upwards of 30kmpl so I need not worry.
Stopped and rested by a restaurant where I took the raincoat off since it was sunny and I could see n sign of rains. Post a soft drink, I tried looking for hotels over the makemytrip app and booked a room with Lemon Tree, City Center, Indore. Asked for the road conditions ahead and was happy to know that a 4 lane divided road lay ahead. Indore was not far and if all goes well, I shall be there by evening.
Not even 50 km into the ride and could see bad weather ahead. Dark clouds hovering right in the direction I was heading in. Soon it became windy and it was no less than a storm, Right in the middle of nowhere...and mind you, its Madhya Pradesh!
Quickly stopped to click a picture as a memento of something that is not a daily affair. The raincoat had to be donned, I knew I was going to get drenched. Another 5 km after the stop and I started drizzling and soon it was raining and then it was a downpour. I did not intend to stop and there was no place to take shelter as such too, thought it better to continue. I never knew the weather in this part of Madhya Pradesh corresponds to the weather in Maharashtra as I never encountered rains post Indore.
It stopped raining and the sky cleared up after about an hour and a half of riding. Stopped by the side to take my rain gear off and soak up the sun and allow myself to dry off.
The clock struck 4ish and I wanted to stop and rest...and have some beer. Right on the pseudo-deserted highway with more room and less vehicles, hamlets small enough to be equated to a large family in a metro city, it was difficult to find a theka...forget a fully stocked bar.
I continued to ride until I came across a small settlement where I stopped by and asked for a theka nearby. There was none and right then a soul savior pointed me to a small shop to check. It was a dry (otherwise wet) day of 2nd October.
Approached the shop and asked for beer, was offered chilled Kingfisher for Rs. 150 a bottle. Chit chatted with the shop owner about the ride and his riding experiences, the place and few other topics for about 45 minutes and then I left for Indore which was about 200 km from this place.
It was already about 5 once I started moving. Covering 200 km should take about 3 more hours and I shall be hitting Indore by 8ish. The ride had been as per the plan despite heavy rains and slow start in the morning, even though I planned to cross Indore and reach closer to Delhi.
Soon the sun started setting and it was getting dark. A couple of comfort/photo breaks were taken to capture the sunset.
By the time the last image was taken, the sun was partially hidden behind the clouds and was making its way to go down the horizon fast. Another 50 km passed and it was dark. I realized the LH rear footpeg was getting loose on the bolt and I need to fix it asap. Why? Because the clamp for the exhaust was bolted along!. Stopped by and tightened it to some extent by hand since the OE took kit is crap. I had to find a mechanic. When asked for directions, I was told I would get one at Mhow, another 30km from this place.
Saw a couple of trucks parked by the road side and a couple of mechanic shops around. Stopped by one as this would be the only one who might have it, however, the owner was unsure of having it. After searching for a while he found one and charged me Rs. 5 for the same. Labor cost was free!
It was pitch dark by now as I made my way to Indore and soon it started raining. All this while I was about to hit a small Ghat section just before Indore. Raincoat came out and I rode nonstop to Indore city.
Found my way to the hotel after much hassle. Took a bath, watched some tv, had dinner and crashed to bed for the night.
I shall be home (hopefully) tomorrow.
Day 7: Mumbai - Indore
Today was the beginning of the "home coming". It could have been easy for me to take the same route back, however, whats the fun? I've been to that route a number of times now and wanted to see and explore something different. Going via Indore would take me through more unseen and beautiful places. I was fascinated. Also wanted to take a slightly longer route and explore Malshej Ghats on the way. However, I had to reach on time too, hence gave up the idea form Malshej Ghats.
I was also wondering as to how far would I be able to go. I mean, Indore was around 600 odd kilometers away which should not take more than 8 hours if all goes well. Had searched for some destinations ahead of Indore but nothing too exciting. A wise decision made which I only realized later.
Woke up by 5.00 am only to find it drizzling hence decided to wait for a while and leave. Freshened up meanwhile, packed the stuff, laid down to calm the nerves (it was home coming after all!). It stopped raining meanwhile. Mounted the luggage on the bike and bid my sister farewell. The time was around 6ish.
While it was still dark, warmed up the bike a bit and made my way through asking directions to Nasik. Soon I was on the highway maintaining speeds of just under 100kmph. Noting to write here much since it was dark and I could barely see anything.
It was only after the sunrise that I could start enjoying the scenery around. Some shots on the way:
It soon started raining and rainwear was donned. Just continued riding as much as possible since stopping would only mean a delayed arrival at Indore and night riding which I wanted to avoid at any cost around that area. It was only towards the start of the Igatpuri Ghats that I stopped and clicked some pictures. I would let the pictures and videos do the talking before I see you after the Igatpuri Ghats end.
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The rain had stopped however the amount of precipitation in the atmosphere was to high. Maybe I was riding in clouds as i could feel water splashing all over me consistently. It was dark, no sign of sunshine. I had been riding for more than 170km now. Bad weather conditions did not stop until I crossed Igatpuri where I stopped for a comfort break and to take my rainwear off. The sky was getting clearer. Atleast something was visible
The weather became clearer and soon I was at Chandwad where I stopped for a refreshment break. Asked about the road conditions ahead and the information came in my favor. I was happy!
Moving forward, there was another ghat section, just after Dhule (iirc).
The scenery around was simply surreal. I had not seen so many shades of green in one field of view eve before. I should have planned a shorter distance for today's ride so that I could stop more and soak up the beautiful landscape around.
The roads were good and traffic not much...this ensured a quick exit from the ghat section.
Great roads continued as I progressed towards Dhule and crossed it in no time and started cruising on the butter smooth NH3 with a captivating landscape around.
That said, it was time to bid farewell to Maharashtra and enter Madhya Pradesh making me skeptical of the road conditions ahead. Crossing the border was a breeze with color coded lanes for different categories of vehicles and I hit the roads of Maharashtra. The traffic density had been sparse with not much traffic on the highway and that goes for petrol pumps too. The bike was returning a mileage upwards of 30kmpl so I need not worry.
Stopped and rested by a restaurant where I took the raincoat off since it was sunny and I could see n sign of rains. Post a soft drink, I tried looking for hotels over the makemytrip app and booked a room with Lemon Tree, City Center, Indore. Asked for the road conditions ahead and was happy to know that a 4 lane divided road lay ahead. Indore was not far and if all goes well, I shall be there by evening.
Not even 50 km into the ride and could see bad weather ahead. Dark clouds hovering right in the direction I was heading in. Soon it became windy and it was no less than a storm, Right in the middle of nowhere...and mind you, its Madhya Pradesh!
Quickly stopped to click a picture as a memento of something that is not a daily affair. The raincoat had to be donned, I knew I was going to get drenched. Another 5 km after the stop and I started drizzling and soon it was raining and then it was a downpour. I did not intend to stop and there was no place to take shelter as such too, thought it better to continue. I never knew the weather in this part of Madhya Pradesh corresponds to the weather in Maharashtra as I never encountered rains post Indore.
It stopped raining and the sky cleared up after about an hour and a half of riding. Stopped by the side to take my rain gear off and soak up the sun and allow myself to dry off.
The clock struck 4ish and I wanted to stop and rest...and have some beer. Right on the pseudo-deserted highway with more room and less vehicles, hamlets small enough to be equated to a large family in a metro city, it was difficult to find a theka...forget a fully stocked bar.
I continued to ride until I came across a small settlement where I stopped by and asked for a theka nearby. There was none and right then a soul savior pointed me to a small shop to check. It was a dry (otherwise wet) day of 2nd October.
Approached the shop and asked for beer, was offered chilled Kingfisher for Rs. 150 a bottle. Chit chatted with the shop owner about the ride and his riding experiences, the place and few other topics for about 45 minutes and then I left for Indore which was about 200 km from this place.
It was already about 5 once I started moving. Covering 200 km should take about 3 more hours and I shall be hitting Indore by 8ish. The ride had been as per the plan despite heavy rains and slow start in the morning, even though I planned to cross Indore and reach closer to Delhi.
Soon the sun started setting and it was getting dark. A couple of comfort/photo breaks were taken to capture the sunset.
By the time the last image was taken, the sun was partially hidden behind the clouds and was making its way to go down the horizon fast. Another 50 km passed and it was dark. I realized the LH rear footpeg was getting loose on the bolt and I need to fix it asap. Why? Because the clamp for the exhaust was bolted along!. Stopped by and tightened it to some extent by hand since the OE took kit is crap. I had to find a mechanic. When asked for directions, I was told I would get one at Mhow, another 30km from this place.
Saw a couple of trucks parked by the road side and a couple of mechanic shops around. Stopped by one as this would be the only one who might have it, however, the owner was unsure of having it. After searching for a while he found one and charged me Rs. 5 for the same. Labor cost was free!
It was pitch dark by now as I made my way to Indore and soon it started raining. All this while I was about to hit a small Ghat section just before Indore. Raincoat came out and I rode nonstop to Indore city.
Found my way to the hotel after much hassle. Took a bath, watched some tv, had dinner and crashed to bed for the night.
I shall be home (hopefully) tomorrow.The best things in life are realized on two wheels!Comment
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Re: The Pune Punter
I like the way you ride!
You seem to take it easy, enjoy the scenery, and take time out to savour the moment. Waiting for the post about your last day.Comment
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