i dont think i'll be able to upload any pics 2nite cause im getting smashed ...but i'll do it ASAP

thank you so much

Awesome stuff, guys and that's one heck of a turnout.More like a super mega G2G.

I would have done it 2nite but imma be drunk 2nite so tommorow it will be

@Arjun: Brilliant log man. Thoroughly enjoyed reading it
The bandipur leg with the marauding elephants was quite scary. Would've been doubly/trebly scary if i was the one on a silver P200 trying to ride discreetly past a bunch of em pachyderms. Lets face it, the typical Pulsar exhaust note isn't exactly wildlife-friendly (Although awesome to us Homo Sapiens)

Hope more R2G's are on their way and that we can ride together as the two individuals who've made it out of Amritalcaltraz alive

Thanks Guys,Will Upload more Soon, & Many Happy returns of the day Red Apple

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Fellow bikers

Last part(best part) of the trip detials from my side will b up soon. Mostly by tomo morning. Between I would like to get more write up from you ppl.

OT : It could have been much better if Arjun't posted the trip details in tourer section or anywhere with a new thread as Arjun's trip was entirely different than what we are discussing here.

I would like to get moderators view on this

Yup i have some few snaps..but not able to find my camera cable.
will upload soon ..thoda wait maadi

Sounds videos are awesome....;-)..making your hard disk crash and all
i know you got some sweet bending pics too....which you have taken after you got a ticket to overtake all of us ..in the name of photography
ok we are waiting...............

thanks johny for the pics....it was great meeting you after so long
will ride together again ..very soon



Hey !! Nice one ;-)


Wow...thats a great info Ajay thanks...i didn't even know we took some many turns and went through so many places :-)

Many many happy returns of the day...have a nice RED apple from my side

I remember when my Grandpa told me when we were celebrating the Independence of India in 1947, we were free from the grasp of the Britishers at the strike of midnight and Jawaharlal Nehru spoke the word of 'Freedom'.

I had the same feeling as the office members decorated the bay and cheered at the strike of midnight. I don't know what more to expect this coming ride which is just 4 hours away. My body was longing the feel to get onto the bike and ride with other fellow bikers and being a member of this awesome community has contributed nothing to me but happiness and satisfaction.

I was a bit apprehensive though, I was not sure who was I to meet other than John who I was keeping in contact with. Will I remember anyone, their faces, names, ID? It has been quite sometime since I had gotten back to the world of biking other than my solos to Kerala to meet my better half. After 5 months I was getting back to the group which I adore since the time I joined Xbhp, it was like getting into a new shoe, itchy and funny smell.

But all that had changed as I found Vijith, Kunal and others making a small group to the meeting place and when I lined up my bike, it felt familiar like my first G2G, everything was falling into place, blocks and pieces. As I was warming up with the crowd which was gradually growing in numbers, and being oblivious to the number of bikes, the sun was showing it's brightness, nope, it was a cloudy day, so the fellow was hiding behind curtain of drizzles and was shy to show his face. We all huddled up with the flags and tapes provided to put up the great tri color. Then came the familiar grunt, the small grunt which feels like something is hitting under your tummy. THE R1. With all it's glory and majestic view, it came rolling past inches of others and parked itself. Akhil, who after a long time gave this smudge remark of me being an 'uncle'. I stood there for a while.......and thought................


"Oh Yeah! We're back!!!!"


Everything from there became a bit of speed up. Sunil sir and Akhil took up the initiative of giving all the riders and the new ones the instructions, procedures and time again the group riding etiquette. And to top it all, John, with his 'Attendance and group riders' list. "This was it" I tought and said a small prayer, any moment we'll be turning ignitions, kicking/starting our engines and there's no turning back. After segregating our respective groups, we all lined up at the edge of the main road with 45 engines running with different tunes................we rode..............into the 63rd Independence............... Bangalore Xbhp rode into the sunrise of 'Freedom'.

The unexpected part for me was to face the infamous 'Hosur' traffic. This was not the start I was looking for, but then was I the only one to feel this way?? Pshah! A little traffic and that for a 2 wheeler was a boon. We snaked our way towards one part of the highway where the traffic was less and again we gathered up to get the rest of us. Phew! what a stop, I ran to the nearest clearing and let free, how long can a guy hold his pee after all that run in the moist day? After 10-15 minutes the entire group met up and started to inch slowly into the blessed 4 lane highway and let rip, it was hard to keep the visor down at this time since these micro drizzles started accumulating, we were not able speed up anymore to 'wind' them away since who can go above 60 kmph on wet and very slick roads, I for one didn't want anything to happen on this day.

We all raced off as traffic started to get a bit of surprise to see the number of bikes on the run. We even got some nice family in cages waving and giving the Thumbs up, it was hard to reciprocate, I didn't want to leave the handle bars at 80 kmph. At last we reached A2B, I was laughing inside my lid when I was slowly crawling in to this place, wonder what the cooks gonna do when he get 45 individual orders. I wasn't much into eating anyway, I hardly eat anything when I go for a ride, don't know why but that's how I am. When Sunil sir said that the food has been ordered already for everyone, I couldn't stomach the feeling to waste what was ordered. I moved around like a dead zombie to know what the plan was for eating, did we have to go in and eat or stand around with other touring customers at the kitchen...... I like the way the breakfast started out, all the bikers stood alternatively in a line and just like the synchro of construction workers throwing bricks to the building, we started passing off plates from the kitchen to the hall where all the hungry bikers sat waiting for the scrumptious masala dosas and vada, and to make more interesting, tri-color chutneys.

After gobbling up, we ran back to the parking spots and the vibrating index fingers became busy, photos, small talks, updating each other. Then was the announcement of who's like to go for the 'Damn Dam' (Courtesy Avin) or any other place (I forgot). Well the Damn dam made it's point and the A2B manager would like to see 'us' on the front side, seems like he wants to get the pics of all 45 mammothin populated bikes, hey we're game for it, as long as we can be famous, why not, eh???!!! We lined up and then bid farewell to Sunil sir who had done fantastic job of getting us there, now it was Akhil's turn. The beheemoth grunted forward with others following suit.

It was good to be back on the saddle and on a beautiful day like this, what more can make this more fun? How about the little schoold kids waving as the convoy of bikes raced past them with flags on top of them and with flag stickers on their pockets sharing the same land. We're bikers, yes we are, but most of all...................we're INDIANS.

It was now time to find the Damned Dam, we'll see further on it's way.



TBC....

@Arjun aka Silverfalcon,
Super trip log, felt so involved with your writing as i myself was riding with you. You have all indications of becoming a good author!!
Way to go dude.

@Redapple,
Have a great party.When are you getting us party?

@Jasir,
What a write up man, are you guys trained or something. You all seem to put your experiences fluently into words, which is kinda difficult for me. Even for the posts i take so much time thinking of how to express my thoughts into words.

arey ..! sooper write up man jassir..!

Really re-lived those moments.. !

oof! one more version of our Iday story. Still reading each n every line again n again! mast log tha jasir bhai.
best part was "We even got some nice family in cages waving and giving the Thumbs up" and "I like the way the breakfast started out, all the bikers stood alternatively in a line and just like the synchro of construction workers throwing bricks to the building"

Continuing...............


As we continued to the so called hunt of the dam, I was just enjoying the scenes and flowing picture of the west view, it would've turned monotonous had it not been for many riders on different rides and their own styles was a discovery for me to find new friends. Lovely, I have a lot of rides to keep within me, this is sure one of them. All of a sudden I hear a 'neighbourly' putt-putt of a free flow exhaust with K&N, I look to my left and I see Dragonrider aka Manjnath taing videos of us in motion. (Bro, I have seen the videos and they have come out awesome, but I'd really pray that your comp comes back up to satisfy the others too). He was upto his own antics and then I just can't sit there now can I? So I wrung the throttle and then let nature give everything on me, wind, the smell, the tarmac.......my arms are open to them all, Bring em on! My exciting ride on the highway was short lived as soon as I saw a lighted board faring us well and a happy journey on this day, thanks this ride is getting better the more kilometres I'm passing by. Akhil with his baby was on the center of the road at the divider waving us to cross it and go through the service road.

As soon as we turned into the service road into a village like area, the scene and the atmoshpere made a drastic change. Not for the worst, but for the best. More kids, more celebrations. More waving, "more louspeaker songs??". And since this is a single file ride, it was almost like a well disciplined riders on the way to impress the world of biking. Maintaining speeds upto 60-70 kmph, it was just a pleasure to know that no one can challenge this line of motors, you have to cross a lot of bikes to get over this stuff and we're in no mood to break up too, we're united under the tri-color on a mission. I was humming A.R. Rahman's "Maa Thuje salaam", when all of a sudden I was heard a very distinct shard rev, I braced and as I had familiarized the sound, the ONE just passed in a blink of an eye. I was struggling with my brain calming it saying that's it's another bike. I was not sure how many bikers might have wiggled out of their calm line of ride with that roar, but I can promise you that if I had not heard that sound before, I'd be picked up by my fellow bikers from the road side in the gutter. Well, you can't blame a 1000 cc bike with titanium exhaust making it's mark, can you?


With that over, I was more happy to find that no one wanted to challenge it, it was better kept that way. You don't want to end up as someone's hood ornament. We passed over a few more villages blaring some patriotic songs with greens and sky meeting somewhere out in the fields. We reached which looks somewhat like an entrance, after a few meters to follow.............at last, damn dam! I was searching for Avin at this time, however, we didn't have much time to stand around there for too long and we had to go along a road to a more picturesque. Behind the dam, there was a small patch of green grass sprawling out on the river bed, the R1 makes it entry to the tip of it followed by other. If mother nature was a lady, I'd have fallen to her feet by then to show one of the gracious creations it had. And most of all, the calm water with occasional fisherman bobbing up and down, the sky lining up with clouds of shades, the green coast. The only man made things which has bonded with this? A dam, the bikes and us all sitting around for a well deserved rest at this palacious place.

While the sun and cloud were quarreling above us as to who has to make their entry on top of us, we just sat around in a circle getting to know us by name, ID and work, which eventually turned out to be a ragging session in more milder manner so as to speak. Whatever be the case, the huddle was more refreshing than boring getting inputs, ideas, desires, wishes and how the biking became a part of this so called mortal lives. It was nice to find similarities and differences that people share on how they have come into bikism, not just a religion of being one, but also a religion on how to live the simple life of enjoying the Creators little destinations. All that in other places, back to the guys and a girl. As usual John creates his own dictionary for example 'Punch me' for a name and Manju in the center of the huddle being the roulette table of video for each introductions.


Man there's so much more, I'll get back to it more tomorrow.

TBC.....

Just create a thread in a tourer section. Our mod will move all your trip related post from this thread to your new thread. There are many members who hunt trip details in tourer than individual city I-day ride thread


@ Jasir Bhai,

This is something wat i was expecting. Was just feeling jasir should put his words together. And your words ...... Just amazing. Love to read them.

Still I do remember our initial meet at nice road. Giving you tee-shirt. Excited evening blah blah blah. I just wanna make a ride to Kerala with u...its my long dream.......

@ Friends,

The End part is just on my way........

Moderator message: Arjun's ride report and pics have been moved to The Tourer section, under the thread, general touring queries / inputs. The corresponding replies from this thread have been moved there as well. This new thread has been created specifically for this purpose.

@Arjun : Ping me if you want to make another thread for your ride. I'll move it there.

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