After a long and patient wait for a year, I finally managed to ride.
Destination: Bhangarh, one of the scariest places. We had heard a lot about Bhangarh , specially the creepiness and how the place is silent to an uncomfortable level. I always like to visit places which are distant to humanity and closest to nature. It sounded perfect for me.
I have been planning this ride for last three weeks and for some reason or the other it kept on getting postponed. In the meanwhile I met Ram and it was decided that we would be riding on Sunday July 17th.
The Original Plan:
Leave at 06:00 AM, reach Bhangarh by 8, hangout there for a while and return by 2:00 PM.
I had a fair idea of which route to take and short distance. Never bothered much as it was a short ride and I had my GPS enabled phone and of course our old and reliable The Riders:Ghosts of Bhangarh, stopping us.

Some poser pics while we were waiting...
Curious bystanders
Finally Mr. Zakir showed up again, changed the engine oil and filter and we were ready to roll again at around 3.
After an hour long ride through heavy city traffic and dug up roads we were finally greeted by a fantastic four lane, straight, deserted highway. This is definitely a Saddle sore material and we were both happy to open up the throttle.

We reached Dausa in a blink of an eye, we had to take a left from here and as usual I missed it again.
Took a break to confirm, I checked my GPS and rerouted the journey ahead. From now on we had to leave the expressway and drive through villages. I was skeptical about the road conditions but it turned out to be well laid tarmac and we could easily maintain speeds of 80-90 kmph.
Checked my GPS, at about 12 kms ahead we had to leave the road we were on and take a left. Kept on riding, looking for a left turn, could not find any. Checked the odo and we were already 13kms from the last point. We decided to take the help of the reliable We entered the village and soon realized that we were in a middle of a crowded market, no roads and the people staring at us. Invariably I was reminded of the song Bhag bhag D K BOSE D K BOSE bhag, Andhi aayi andhi ayi bhag bhag D K BOSE BHAG
. Checked up with the and they guided us to a different route, skeptical we checked up with another local one more route came up..WTF* By now I had renamed L GIS to Localites Giving Intentional S***.
After few more stops and inquiries we were on the right route. Our F***** up L GIS


Have heard some really bad stories of the place!





















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