Great going Hyperion...nice 'green' pics...You are surely cashing in this monsoon...Keep sharing

Amazing clicks there!

Gr8 pics & trip log .. i also missed this one ..

so when is the season 1 finale?

I had seen one of most colorful natural phenomenon near Uksan. We had a night stay as a part of my company's team building activity. We were lucky enough to be there on the first rain of monsoon.

When it rains all the fire flies rise from under the ground and come out as the water fills their places. The take a halt on the wet trees around. so during the night (if one is there at the right time) one can hundreds or thousands of the fire flies on bushes flickering like a mexican wave.

Awesome. Gone thru the pics. will read trhu the experience in a short while. Great going fellas

Awesome pics, brought back good memories of my time in Pune. Missing Pune all the more now

Not so soon my friend . Scripts are being written for more weekend rides
I think I know what you must have seen , I can visualise it. Have seen similar stuff in my two years stay in Guwahati

Trip Log, Final Part

Continued from Post# 7

It had started to drizzle a bit now. Nikhil and Sahil went ahead, with me and VJ bringing up the rear.After a passing a small village we came to another diversion.
One road forked off left. Fortunately there was a guard hut at that point. On enquiry, he said that both the roads lead to dams. The road left would lead to
Shirota and the straight road would lead to Kundli dam. We decided to take left (we always do a BFS) to Shirota.There was a small plain around us with hills in the distance.
We passed a small village on the way.It had suddenly started to rain heavily now.The road eventually lead to an open gate, which signified that we were about to enter some kind of private property, but since there was no guardsman, we went ahead. The road went up and then slowly wound down, as we descended we could see the huge girth of the dam.
It stretched on far as the eyes could see.There were some people there. We wanted to know if this road eventually lead to Lonavla or nearby.On asking, we were told,politely enough, that we were infact on private property and that road was not going anywhere. Another dead end. Another dead end.So we decided to turn around.We soon crossed the gate through which we came in, we then stopped just outside that village, to capture a few pics.







After that we left and were back on the road, we reached the guards hut. From there we continued on to the straight road.The road weaved left and right, through green open plains, soon we came to a gate house, nestled between hills. Inside the gate, we saw the most wonderous of sights.After a period of time, a couple of spouts of water would appear straight out
of the ground. Like a whale coming up for air, or a hot spring erupting from the earth. Coming closer, we actually saw that the water was coming out of a couple of vertical pipes.

Asking the watchman on duty there, told us that some engines running inside the pump house, would spout out water periodically to equalize ressure.When we asked if we could take a picture, he forbade us. We asked if the road that lead past the gate house , lead anywhere. He mentioned that it would lead to village and thats last stop. So it was another dead end that we had encountered.

He also said that, a road we passed on our way there, lead to the Kundli dam, but that there was nothing to see there. Yeah right, like that would stop us,if theres a road, we must explore it.So we turned back and this time took the road left.

But our charge was soon halted, there was a tree fallen (or perhaps placed there with intent) on the road. Nikhil tried to get off the road a bit to circumvent the obstacle, but couldnt. VJ got off and removed the obstacle. We moved on.We soon came to a very narrow road, it was closed on either side with was about 4 feet high and there was water both sides of us.Passing through this narrow passage, we came to a normal road, but that soon ended with an unwelcoming sight of a locked gate.So it was about turn again.













Feeling satisfied that we had probably, explored most of this area. We decided, to head back all the way to Kamshet.It was a long way back, me and Sahil were upfront but we had lost VJ and Nikhil from our
rear view mirrors.Hoping that they would catch up soon, we slowed down a bit waiting for them to come. Soon, VJ caught up with us. No sign of Nikhil.We guessed he must have pulled over for a few pictures.

But after some time, even VJ disappeared.We had by now reached the outskirts of Kamshet. When I got a call from Nikhil.He had a puncture, some distance back.As we were about to turn back, we saw VJ come up.
He had got a call from Nikhil as well.We decided , that VJ would go back for Nikhil while me and Sahil would head into town to look for a tyre workshop. We soon found one. I called up Nikhil, to notify that we had found a shop. He said, he just needed someone to carry the tankbag for him and he could ride there. So we waited for him and VJ to come by.It took them a while to come. The front tyre of Nikhil's 220 was quite low on air. But since, it was tubeless, it didnt take long to get fixed. While the tyre was being fixed, VJ got some samosas and drinks.While we were busy eating it stared to rain again.But it was only a passing shower.

After all was done,we left, through Kamshet,came onto the NH4.We left in the direction of Pune. We stopped over at the Toni-da-dhaba for some lunch. As we had already had some stuff, we werent
all that hungry.After a eating a bit and settling the bill. We left towards Pune.
On the way to my home, it had started to rain again, I got a little wet. But didnt matter as I was home soon. A hot shower later, I was comfortably ruminating on the thoughts of another wonderful ride..

The actual route we took,



The three-pronged devil's trident that you see to the left are the three main dead ends we encountered.

Tracked using EveryTrail, here is the link to the trip,

Dead Ends - Motorcycling - Everytrail

Oh , I missed the last update ! Well written , as usual.