And then we faced the issue. Just when we crossed satara, a little rain started. At the same time, FZ became hungry and I allowed her some reserve. My bike generally never stays in reserve, just when reserve strikes, I refuel. So I never did know the actual capacity till which she was capable of going. We went on around 25-30 kms, and still there was no sign of a petrol pump. Next we found ourselves into Khamabatki Ghat, so no possibility of petrol pump till the ghat ends. Around 40 kms and we were thinking that, we would have to push it for sure. The optimist inside me was still assuring that FZ would go smoothly but I was much apprehensive. Thank god, we found an Indian Oil pump, and all 3 of us, me my brother and my bike were relieved.
It was a great experience indeed, the whole trip I mean. Any trip in monsoon is never bad. The time of a couple of months after rains is also great for such activities. I believe me and my bike are ready for it. And also those who would like to join me are most welcome.
The snaps soon











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