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  • #16
    Tuesday, 22nd September, 2009 : DAY 1 : Delhi to Ambala

    No sign of bike yet. By afternoon we got the info that Ram’s bike has reached Gurgaon and will reach Delhi only by midnight. We were not ready to wait until midnight. So we decided to ride to Gurgaon on my bike and pick up Ram’s bike. By 2 we were back in the hostel with Ram’s Bike. We quickly pack our baggage and by 3 P.M our ride had officially beganJ.



    It took nearly 30 mins to tie the baggage onto the bike for the first time.
    Only now we got a taste of Delhi roads. It took us nearly 45 mins to come out of Connaught Place. At one of the signals I had borrowed Ram’s mobile to see the GPS and before I could return it back the signal went Green and we had to start. Within minutes we lost each other and I had Ram’s mobile. Another half an hour passed before we could re group. And now following the directions from the GPS we reached Qutub Road. Courtesy: Googlemaps GPS. Only after reaching there we realized it was a very long narrow market place. It took us another 1 hour to come out of Qutub Road and reach the NH1 – Grand trunk Road. So finally more than 2 hours later we were out of Delhi. I stopped at the first petrol bunk, filled my bike to its limit and hit the Highway.



    What followed was one of the fastest long distance rides I ever had. By the time we left Delhi the sun was already set, the clock ticked 6 P.M and we had to cover nearly 200 kms to reach Ambala. Not many sceneries to see as it was dark, so the only thing we did was to burn some rubber. We stopped at a road side Dhaba and had a relaxed dinner. The shocker came when we saw the bill. 4 Parathas and a mutter panneer costed 300 bucks on a less than average road side Dhaba. Since he didn’t have a menu with prices we could not even argue with him. We payed the bill and got to the highway. My helmet had a black visor that made it impossible to see through at night. Since it was a high speed highway opening the visor will make it difficult to see with the winds blowing at high speed on my eyes. So most of the distance I rode behind Ram with his tail light as the only guide. If the tail light swayed to the left, I swayed to the left. If it swayed to the right, I swayed to the right. If he slowed down, I slowed down. All this at 100 kph. That was fun. To my surprise we reached Ambala by 10:30 P.M in spite of stopping for dinner and breaks in between.

    Wednesday, 23rd September, 2009 – DAY 2 – Amabala to somewhere beyond Shimla.


    We woke up at 8:30 A.M thanks to some intelligence I showed the previous night (I managed to switch off all the 4 alarms that Ram had set in his mobileJ). We quickly finished our morning rituals had our breakfast and checked out the room. Only when we brought the luggage to the bikes we realized the long ceremony that we did with the bike before leaving Delhi will have to be done every day morning. Anyways today was the first day that we will be riding from morning and I was pretty excited about it. With this thought in mind, we made sure the baggage was properly tied, clicked a few snaps with the fully loaded bikes and off we went. After riding for a couple of hours we touched the footsteps of the hills.



    Boy O Boy wasn’t that a wonderful sight. The First view of the valley was nothing but truly magnificent. Huge mountains covered with lush green trees divided by deep gorges. I immediately stopped and put my new camera to test.



    I just couldn’t stop clicking. So much so that I almost forgot that we have another 150 kms to cover.





    Adding to the beauty of the valley are the smooth and curvy……. ….. RoadsJ. It was a pleasure to ride on them.




    ‘Yeh Dooriyan,


    In rahon ki dorriyan,


    Nigahon ki dooriyan,


    Hum rahon ki dooriyan,


    Fanah ho sabi dooriyan.’ – Love Aaj Kal

    Nice song is’nt it. Riding on the hills with the cool breeze blowing on my face, with the vistas that make you feel so close to mother nature as never before, listening to your favourite song on the ear phone…..Life was just BEAutiful.



    Oops almost forgot that we were supposed to be in Shimla for lunch. It was already 2 P.M and shimla was another 70 kms away. In the hills 70 kms could take much longer than that on roads. We put a halt to the photography session and proceeded towards Shimla.


    One Sweet Family
    By around 4 P.M we reached Shimla. The first thing that I noticed was how beautiful the women in Shimla were. Woow. It was really hard for me to concentrate on the road. So much so that I almost forgot I was really hungry just a few minutes ago. Anyways we quickly got into nice restaurant for lunch.


    We took a long time to finish our lunch and were also not sure if we should ride further today or stop in Shimla for the night. Manali is another 150 from here we couldn’t have made it today. We covered only about 100 kms for the day. We thought it was too less and decided to ride a little further and stop at the next town that comes on the way.


    Near the Restaurant


    Beyond Shimla, the condition of the roads started deteriorating. It became worse as we moved further. It was already dark and it made it very difficult to ride on those rocky roads. About 30 kms further we hit Darlaghat. It was a small town and there were hardly one or two hotels. We didn’t want to ride any further for today and decided to spend the night in one of the hotels there.



    The Journey Begins

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    The Journey Ends
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    -Ananth
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    http://www.talesonwheels.com

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    • #17
      Loved your presentation Ananz! Keep it Rolling!
      " Nothing Z Forever,Except D Change "

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      • #18
        Interesting clicks in this thread...keep going!

        Just one question, No Helmet???
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        • #19
          Originally posted by prafultripathy View Post
          Interesting clicks in this thread...keep going!

          Just one question, No Helmet???
          Hey Praful,

          I was wearing the helmet throughout. Only at places where we stopped quite frequently i did'nt use them. As is it difficult to take snpas on a DSLR with the helmet on.

          -Ananth
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          • #20
            Some logs are equally as beautiful and exotic as the rides!
            The way u penned it down is simply awsome!
            Keep the LEH'ocolic bottle of ride logs flowing in.
            Btw..can we have some pic's of the exceptionally beautiful Shimla faces which you have mentioned??


            Shanz

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            • #21
              Originally posted by Shanz View Post
              Some logs are equally as beautiful and exotic as the rides!
              The way u penned it down is simply awsome!
              Keep the LEH'ocolic bottle of ride logs flowing in.
              Btw..can we have some pic's of the exceptionally beautiful Shimla faces which you have mentioned??


              Shanz
              Thanks Shanz..

              Trust me i tried a lot get some of those... but nothing cam out well..... i even asked a few of them .. and they smiled and giggled but refused....
              -Ananth
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              • #22
                Day 3

                Thursday, 24rd September, 2009 – DAY 3 – Darlaghat to Manali.




                “Another beautiful morning dawned,
                Another beautiful place called,
                We set out to answer that call,
                With our engines blazing all along.” – Yours Truly



                Today the intent is to reach Manali. Within minutes after we took off I noticed something was wrong on my rear wheel. Luckily there was a mechanic shop nearby where I could get it checked. The issue was my chain guard was projecting out of its place and the rear wheel was grazing against it. He fixed it within minutes. I also asked him to apply some lubricant over the chain which we were supposed to carry but you know …we did not. In fact did not carry a single spare part or tool kit apart from the standard kit that comes along with the bike. A big gamble considering for miles we may not find anything at all in the next few days. But both of us we just too excited to think about all this. Back at the mechanic shop, the lubrication was done and off we went.



                For some distance I was riding slow and had Ram in my rear view mirror all the time. But suddenly he disappeared. I stopped and waited for a while, he was nowhere to be seen. I sensed something was wrong and went back to check and here we go the First fall of the trip. Credits: Ram.



                Apparently he went way too much towards the side of the road and skidded over the gravel. He was waiting for me to help him lift the bike up. And Only then I remember to click. Damn I thought, missed a perfect shot with the Ram and bike on the groundJ. Luckily no major wounds, so we just laughed about it and rode on.



                We paused quite frequently to enjoy the view and click more snaps. We were least bothered about the timelines. We didn’t care if we could make it back on time as long as we have a good time.



                We stopped at a small road side place for our breakfast at Bilaspur.



                This lord was enjoying the view as well.



                Nice catch Ram !!!
                Below is what I was trying to capture when Ram caught me above.







                We were treated with some breath taking views enroute.



                As we moved further the towns that we passed by became smaller and smaller. But there was one thing that caught my eye riding in these hills in the morning. No matter how small the towns and villages were, every single one of them had schools and you could see many cute kutties (children in tamil) with their uniforms and school bags walking and dancing their way to the school. It was good to see the importance given to education even in these remote areas.



                We reached Mandi. There we met two more riders Rahul and oops … sorry forgot the name of the other guy. They were from Chandigarh ans were riding till Rothang.



                Chatted with them for a while and we parted our ways.





                Me : O jee.. main aapka ek photo kheench saktha hoon?
                She: no response..
                Me : jee ..aap se hi pooch raha hoon… ek photo kheenchloon?
                She: Kyun jee…
                Me: Yuhin…
                She: silence
                Me : Han ya na. Kuch tho boliye.
                She: Han.
                Voila. I took a few snaps of her with the baby, thanked her and went away.



                At about 4:00 we reached kulu. Time for Lunch. Our lunch break took longer than usual. Thanks to the restaurant guys who took nearly 45 minutes to preapre our order. As usual we jus clicking in the mean time.



                The restaurant was housed right on the banks of a river. I could also see some rafting going on this river.







                Manali was pretty close from here and was decided to stop there for the night.



                Near manali



                We reached manali at about 7 P.M. There were a swarm of agents trying to get tourist to their hotels. We were not quite sure which one to choose as we were too tired to check the rooms one by one. Once again Youth Hostel came to our rescue. They had a franchisee at Manali and without further hesitation we booked a room and checked in.



                To our surprise they had Wi-Fi as well. For 500 bucks a night, this was quite a steal. Wow. Time to upload more pics for Family and friendsJ.

                The Journey Begins

                DAY (-1), DAY 0

                DAY 1, DAY 2

                DAY 3

                DAY 4

                DAY 5

                DAY 6

                DAY 7

                DAY 8

                DAY 9

                DAY 10

                DAY 11

                DAY 12

                The Journey Ends
                Last edited by Ananz; 02-03-2010, 11:20 PM. Reason: Added Link
                -Ananth
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                http://www.talesonwheels.com

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                • #23
                  I am loving the way you are describing your trip. Kudos! Keep them coming.
                  All men dream, but not equally. Those that dream at night in the dusty recesses of their minds, wake in the day to find that it was vanity; but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act upon their dreams with open eyes, to make it possible. - T. E. Lawrence

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                  • #24
                    Thanks for all the appreciation guys. More coming your way soon.
                    -Ananth
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                    http://www.talesonwheels.com

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                    • #25
                      Day 4

                      Friday, 25th September, 2009 – DAY 4 – Manali to Keylong.



                      A view from our balcony.
                      As usual, we slept late and woke up late. It was around 9:30 when we left our hotel. We did some shopping at Manali and settled for breakfast. By the time we left manali it was already 12:00 in the noon. Lol. We had no clue what we were doing and where we are going today.



                      All we knew was we were on our way to Rothang. By now I have started seeing the snow but still could not get anywhere near it. Just two weeks ago the route to Rothang Pass was closed down because of snow. When we started the trip we had no idea if it was open, but I was not ready to cancel this no matter what may come.



                      Luckily everything cleared up just when we reached there. But the bad news was, it was so clear that there was not an inch of snow left anywhere on the way. Damn!! I still have to wait for my first touch of snow.



                      Ram was a little on the slower side. So we could not cover much ground quickly. But that did help me to stop more frequently to clicking snaps and still manage to catch up with him.



                      At one point of time, I was trying to catch up with Ram and suddenly on a curve; I spotted him standing with his bike in the middle of the road. Here we go. He just had his second fall. Damn!! I missed the perfect shot again. Apparently before I could reach the spot, someone helped him lift the bike up. His bike refused to start after the fall. I tried my hand on his baby and yup, my magic touch worked.



                      We stopped at a tent (dhaba) for some refreshment.


                      Bikes of the European riders

                      That’s when we met some Europeans who were riding till Rothang. Why only till Rothang? They had travelled from ladakh to Manali on a cab yesterday and passed through Rothang at night. Since they didn’t want to miss the beauty of Rothang, today they rented bikes and are riding till Rothang. Hmmm… Nice one.





                      Within minutes we got ourselves into a traffic jam. There was a landslide and the debris had blocked the road.



                      BRO (Borders Roads Organization) guys were already on the job.



                      We didn’t waste a single moment. Immediately took our cameras out and got going.



                      There was also Para gliding going on. Well, we didn’t have much time left, so we decided to skip that one.



                      We had some wonderful crowd who got out and started dancing and singing around until the jam cleared. We were stuck for more than 30 mins, but we hardly noticed the time with so much entertainment around.





                      Finally the traffic cleared and we headed towards Rothang.



                      This was the first view of Rothang.



                      It was a big disappointment for me. Rothang was completely out of snow. I still have to wait for the snow a bit longer.



                      The first thing that I did after reaching Rothang was to attend to the nature’s call. It was terribly cold and I was already shivering heavily. A sweater and a Jacket didn’t seem to be enough. My only worry now was to make sure nothing in my body freezes off while I’m taking a leak.

                      We sat down for some tea and Maggi. Maggi is the widely available food here as it is difficult to carry other food sources frequently at these heights. This is when we met a very Charismatic gentleman.



                      His name is Tenzin. He is a carpenter from Mcleodganj. He took a long sabbatical and been touring Kashmir on his bike for the past four months riding and camping anywhere and everywhere. He was on his way back from Ladakh. He says, he is self employed and that allows him to take time off whenever he wants to. Most of us would lay back and take rests during our time offs. How of us had the guts to venture out and explore what this beautiful Mother Nature has to offer? Some people just don’t rest dreaming and don’t rest to live those dreams. Tenzin was one among them. At this moment, at a corner of my heart I felt happy for what I was doing.



                      My life is like water in a waterfall,
                      I keep going where ever it takes me.” – Tenzin
                      He gave us some useful tips about the terrain, routes and the bike. He was surprised to see us touring with almost no tools or spare parts at all. After a few minutes of conversation we bid adieu to him and moved on.





                      For a couple of Kilometers after Rothang, the roads were awesome. Only later I realized what I saw was just a pinch of sugar over a poison. In fact the rest of the route had no roads at all.







                      “Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,


                      And sorry I could not travel both,


                      And be one traveler, long I stood,


                      And looked down one as far as I could.
                      ..................................

                      I took the one less traveled by,

                      And that has made all the difference."

                      The Road not taken, By Robert Frost.


                      Lol… How fitting those words of the famous poem was to our situation at this time. There were two roads diverging in the mountains and there were no signboards and no vehicles in the vicinity. We waited there for quite some time. No time to worry though. Our eyes were busy feasting on the awesome view.






                      After some time a Qualis crossed by. Got the directions and we started riding again. The lights were fading quickly and still had a long distance to cover before we could reach Keylong.


                      Once again we were riding through the dark. But this time it was different. It was awfully quite. No sign of people or vehicles around. I saw Ram waiting for me ahead and went close to him and asked what was wrong? What followed was one of the amazing moments I ever had in my life. We stopped our engines right in the middle of the road. It was pitch dark and silent with the moon and the stars shining high above the cliffs. The cliffs were so high that it looked like you can grab the moon from the peaks. I could see many shooting stars as well. I don’t if they were more easily visible because of this height. But the scene was just too amazing to capture it on my camera. Is this what they call Heaven? I asked myself. That moment I knew I discovered a whole new meaning for the word “peace" which not many in this world knew.

                      I didn’t want to start my engine and spoil the peace but I had to. After some time we reached Tandi, there was a petrol bunk which had a board “The next Petrol pump is 365 Kms ahead” By the time we reached there it was closed. But no worries for us though, we had our tanks full and had spare petrol in the cans.

                      The route to Keylong was too scary especially in the dark. Adding to that, my head lamp always points upwards, never on the road. I could see the hills and trees over them but not the road. Only when I go closer to the edge of the road I would know if there was a curve ahead or a deep gorge. It was very difficult to drive in these terrains. It was nearly 10:00p.m when we reached Keylong. It was a nice little town, probably the last proper town for miles and miles. We checked into a small restaurant for 300 bucks a night without Television. Anyways we were too tired to watch anything. Ram’s mobile had signal but mine didn’t. He was using Airtel and mine was Vodafone (probably the pug couldn’t follow me in the Himalayas). We had a relaxed dinner, chatted for a while and then slipped into our beds.




                      The Journey Begins

                      DAY (-1), DAY 0

                      DAY 1, DAY 2

                      DAY 3

                      DAY 4

                      DAY 5

                      DAY 6

                      DAY 7

                      DAY 8

                      DAY 9

                      DAY 10

                      DAY 11

                      DAY 12

                      The Journey Ends
                      Last edited by Ananz; 02-03-2010, 11:23 PM. Reason: Added Link
                      -Ananth
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                      http://www.talesonwheels.com

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                      • #26
                        Following A 15watt Puny Tail light in the pitch dark at 100kmph and swinging with it is simply Crazy!!!

                        Though..
                        Beautiful log once again!!

                        ''I have miles to go before I stop..
                        Robert Frost''

                        It fits you!

                        Btw..about the ultimate Peace u discovered, can we feel a bit of that too, pic's?

                        Shanz

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                        • #27
                          good stuff there Ananth... keep it coming.

                          BTW, your GPOne has a tinted visor. Is it the Original GPOne visor or is it a jugaad of some other helmet's visor ? Pls give details.

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                          • #28
                            Originally posted by Shanz View Post
                            Following A 15watt Puny Tail light in the pitch dark at 100kmph and swinging with it is simply Crazy!!!

                            Though..
                            Beautiful log once again!!

                            ''I have miles to go before I stop..
                            Robert Frost''
                            It fits you!

                            Btw..about the ultimate Peace u discovered, can we feel a bit of that too, pic's?

                            Shanz


                            About the peace..... as i said in the prologue i had just bought the DSLR and i knew little about the settings to capture in the dark.

                            I still regret not capturing a single shot on that day. It is absolutely worth going back just for that one moment... and that i have already decided to...

                            Only the next day we experimented more with the dark shot and did manage to cature a perfect one of our camping experience..... watchout for more .....
                            Last edited by Ananz; 10-23-2009, 01:11 PM.
                            -Ananth
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                            http://www.talesonwheels.com

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                            • #29
                              Originally posted by HydBiker View Post
                              good stuff there Ananth... keep it coming.

                              BTW, your GPOne has a tinted visor. Is it the Original GPOne visor or is it a jugaad of some other helmet's visor ? Pls give details.

                              you're rite Hydbiker..... this is not the original visor... my helmet would fallen down a zillion times and the visor had been broken down on a few of those occasions. I had to constantly keep changing them....
                              -Ananth
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                              • #30
                                Saturday, 26th September, 2009 – DAY 5 – Keylong to Sarchu.


                                When I came out of the room in the morning, I stood astound seeing the view from the Hotel.



                                View from the Hotel


                                Wow… what a place? Isn’t this what our dreams are made of? I couldn’t believe myself that I’m seeing all this, I’m experiencing all this.
                                I knew it is only going to get better from here on. With that thought in my mind we prepared ourselves for another new day ahead.




                                Keylong was the last place where at least Ram’s mobile had signal. For the next few days we’ll be away from the civilization entirely with no electricity and no mobile signals. Isn’t that just the icing on the cake that we need. A complete Getaway. We filled in the petrol from our cans before leaving.





                                Keylong was a truly a dream land. Only in the morning we realized what we had missed yesterday night. Awesome is the least appropriate word I know in English to describe this place.






                                The roads were also great for some distance. Again we had to stop very frequently to capture what we were experiencing. And not far away I could see snow. This time looks pretty close.



                                Only now for the first time I started feeling the effects of low oxygen levels at these heights. I was breathing heavily in spite of being idle. Even riding the bike on bumpy roads was too tedious.






                                One thing I must say here. I salute the brave and dedicated BRO (Border Roads Org) men and women for working so hard to connect this wonderland to the rest of the world. It is so difficult to even walk in these heights with such low levels of oxygen, but these guys work for days and days altogether. If there is a landslide or any other road blocks, these guys are on the spot within minutes. BRO is truly a pride of this nation.




                                Within no time we reached Darcha. As I said earlier, after keylong there is no proper town. So whenever we reach a place following milestones, it has only a handful of tents serving some light food. Darcha too had a few tents. We settled in one of the tents for some brunch.


                                The place where the few tents are located before the bridge is Darcha.



                                For the first time we tried one of the Tibetan delicacy, Thukpa. It was more like a chicken man chow soup in our world.
                                Whenever we stop for refreshment, we were always slow and relaxed as if we had all the time in the world and end up driving late in the night to make up for the time loss and most of the time would way before our planned destination. Trust me almost by now I had confirmed that I would not be able to make it back to my office in time. Lol… who cares.
                                After about an hour we started to ride forward. But before we could move any further the bridge that you see in the above picture in front of the tents was broken and it was being repaired. We didn’t want to wait any longer, so we decided to get our feet wet. We got down and crossed the river with our bikes.


                                After a while, bang in the middle of nowhere we saw this.



                                Really, quite a reality check. Apart from the awe and fun we had riding and living in these roads, one should not forget these are dangerous terrains and one wrong move can send you tumbling down a hundreds of feet down. I heard from a truck driver later in the day that all the passengers in the car that you see in the picture were dead.
                                With a new found caution, I rode ahead.



                                You can guess the state of the roads beyond this point from the above picture.



                                I saw this guy along with his horses coming from the opposite direction. I was wondering what these guys do in the middle of nowhere. I struck a conversation with him to know more. Well, apparently he was returning from Leh. What??? All the way from Leh?? That’s nearly 400 kms from this place. Yes. They are nomads. During the tourist season they go to Leh to do some business and during the winter they come back to low lying areas. Most of the people in the region earn during the summer time, buy tons and tons of food materials and vegetables and stack them up in their houses for the winter.





                                Well, after riding for a few more minutes, then came there moment that I had been waiting so long. The first touch of the white beauty, I rolled her between my palms and tossed her high above… well I was talking about the snow. What did you think?









                                Another wish fulfilled, and another dream realized. As I said earlier, Life was BEAutiful.
                                From a long distance, I had been seeing milestones for Barlachala. I thought it could be another place like Darcha, for some refreshment. But when we got there, this is what I found.



                                Absolutely nothing, except for the small temple that you see in the picture above. May be the milestones were for the awesome view that this place has got.



                                It was nearly 5:00p.m when we reached Sarchu. Another small place with a few tents.



                                We met two more riders at Sarchu. They both were riding on one CBZ. We had small chat and they convinced us that we can’t reach Pang which is another 70 odd kms from here. So we decided to stay here for the night. Ram suggested we put our tents which we have been carrying with great difficulty to use for the first time. That led to another perfect picture below.



                                I had one of my scariest nights ever on the tent that day. First it was freezing and we had no idea if the tent will hold on to the heavy cold winds, in fact we had no idea if we could hold on in these conditions. Anyways we were ready for the plunge and dug into the tents. It was pretty spacious on the inside though. We made ourselves comfortable and went to sleep. Sometime during the nights the dogs started barking near our tent. I could see the shadows of the dogs on the tent cloth just like how you see the shadow on the wall of a villain with a knife approaching a beautiful heroine. Well the dogs seem to be the villain here. But we are certainly not the heroines. But you may call us the Heroes, but little scared heroes at this point of time. They continued barking around for a few minutes and thank goodness they went away. Probably they could not find a way inside as a tent would look the same from all directions.
                                The heavy breathing was still troubling me and by now even my heart started to ache. We had a couple of tablets for these conditions. Took one of those and went to sleep with the hope of having another beautiful day tomorrow.






                                The Journey Begins

                                DAY (-1), DAY 0

                                DAY 1, DAY 2

                                DAY 3

                                DAY 4

                                DAY 5

                                DAY 6

                                DAY 7

                                DAY 8

                                DAY 9

                                DAY 10

                                DAY 11

                                DAY 12

                                The Journey Ends
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                                -Ananth
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                                http://www.talesonwheels.com

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