Showing posts with label rains. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rains. Show all posts

Thursday, October 20, 2011

Day 12- Pune to Ahmedabad

I managed to be up by 4.30 am and was ready to leave by 5 am as planned. Having learnt from my earlier mistakes, I wore my rain gear as a precation. It was actually not to shield myself from the rains, but to prevent my clothes from getting wet, since drying them almost seems to be impossible in this weather. As I bid goodbye to the very helpful father-son duo, it started drizzling. On Eklavya's directions, I found the RTO Petrol filling station which would be the only open during this time to get my tank topped up.
From there on it was going to be a straight drive towards Mumbai highway. As I hit the ghat sections, the surroundings were getting amazingly beautiful. With the light still an hour away, the visibility was poor and the mist only compunded the woes. But the ride was thoroughly enjoyable and i finally hit Lonavla at around half past 6 and patiently waited for a chai vendor who was opening his shop. The light drizzle, mistly twilight and a hot cuppa chai is an enviable package. Everyone seem to sell chikkis in this part of the world and I helped myself with two boxes of assorted chikkis (one for me and another for my hosts in Ahmedabad).
One bad thing about the road trips is the inability of the body clock to fall into the routine. Since it was a very early start, I hadnt attended to my morning chores. ;-) A very important item to carry along while on road is Toilet Paper, which I learned from foreign travellers. Infact I had somehow forgotten it and my good friend Ekalavya was kidn enuf to remind me. It may sound silly, but trust me you will need it. You just have to blend with the nature sometimes!!
Since motorbiles arent allowed to enter the Express highways, I had to stick on to the old Mumbai highway, where the traffic was moderate and roads affected by the monsoons. Somewhere near the suburbs of Mumbai, I got held up in horrible traffic jam and by the time i got out it was 10 am.
I forgot the name of the road, I think its called Banwadi road- the worst stretch that ive encountered so far. I realised that I had taken a wrong turn somewhere, but then there was no way back. The vehicles were moving at 5km/hr, not bcoz of traffic, but due to the horrible nature of the roads. The rains were now getting merciless to increase the misery. As I had eaten all morning, i stopped in the middle of nowhere to find a highway dhaba to have a bit. Got out of my wet jacket and shoes and dried them on the railing, while sipping on a hot hot chai. Ordered a plate of double omlet and pav, which was palatable. half an hour and food intake break did me a world of good, but i had to get back into the wet socks, shoes, jacket and ride in the rains again.
More rains and better roads welcomed me to the state of Gujarat. This time i managed to sneak into the express highway, only to be sent back by the toll gate personnel. Usually the fine is about 1500 bucks, but probably looking at the totally rain soaked biker, the guy felt some sympathy. I rode back in the express way for 8 km and then took the exit to the old highway. the road was totally deserted and was pitch dark. my body was pretty much tired having been on the road for the past 15 hours. Reached the milky town of Anand, at about 9 pm. It revoked memories of my only previous visit to this town, which is incidentally the hometown of my very good friend Suganthi. I assumed its going to be another 30km to Ahmedabad, but was sadly mistaken. It was very difficult to motivate myself to go further for another 80 odd kilometers. But my friend was already waiting for me in Ahmedabad, so no way I was going to back out. I was pushing myself every 5 km and then finally managed to reach my destination at exactly 10.50 pm.
The previous day I had requested for a stay in the CScommunity in Ahmedabad. A big hulla bulla was created by their moderator for posting the requirement in the general section. Since it was a last minute request, I thought Ill push my luck. To my surprise  I got an accept rely from Vikram, who himself is an avid biker. I think I was smart enuf to send my travelogue link along with the request. Infact Vikram later told me that he had also done tis stretch of Pune to Ahmedabad earlier. I was incredibly lucky to be hosted by this wonderful couple Vikram and Eva.



They were kind enuf to wait for me at the road at 11 pm and even offer me dinner. I was dripping wet and my bags were all soaking in water and slush. After a nice shower and a great dinner (which i needed very badly), we started getting to know each other. I think Vikram and I got off instantly as we shared the same passion. Eva was probably gauging me before opening up..;-) Fair enough!!
Since it had been a very very long day, I hit the bed after drying every single piece of item in my bag. Unbelievable day of 18 hrs riding in non-stop rains. This was in no doubt the toughest day of my journey so far and I was immensely satisfied that I had made it.

Distance Travelled- 760 km
Journey- Pune to Ahmedabad
Roads- 20%- Very Good, 40%- Good, 25%- Bad, 15%- Horrible 

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Day 8 & Day 9- Goa, Day-10 Goa to Pune

Day 8

Went for a morning walk along the beach. shutters were still down on most of the shops. Decided to have a heavy breakfast and thus ordered american breakfast which included toast, egss, baked beans, fresh juice and coffee. Met this German girl Linda, who was on a voluntary program in Kondapura and had come to visit Goa during the weekend. It was her first visit to India and she had a cultural shock travelling to kondapura alone. infact she was scared to go out alone. but in goa she felt at home just like Berlin!

Took to off to Agondo beach which was about 10km South of Pallolem. it was absolutely empty, but the ride was great though. SInce it started raining again, I had to come back to my place, was wondering if i shd stay or leave to north goa. Left the decision in luch and went for lunch. Surprisingly just as I ordered rice and dal, Linda came back again. Her train was at around 4 in the evening. Asked me if Id be there next weekend, NOPE, on  my way up north. anyways gave her enough inspiration to visit Gokarna! Another Australian lady Susan joined me at the table. Guess what, she had just lost her entire home at Brisbane to the wrath of the floods and had begun rebuilding her life. Came to Goa through a sponsored ticket to restore her sanity. The best thing abt her visit was tht she was planning to go to Madurai, not to see the temples but to meet Krishnan, the man who left his Five star hotel chef job, to feed the destitute. Amazing rite? Her friends in Australia too chipped in with whatever they cud. You can imagine her mindset after losing everything in the floods and now just 6 months later she has come to contribute whatever she can to this noble human in madurai. Humanity and mankind still exists!!

Left Pallolem to Mapusa where my friend eashwar was kind enough to put me through to Girsh his friend. Stayed at Girish's house for 2 nights. Along with his wife and super kid Bharath, this small knit family are the epitome of hospitality.
Girish n Bharath


Day 9

Since Girish had work the next morning, he coud'nt accompany me but gave a list of places that I could visit. Started off with Fort Aguada, once again the drive was awesome. Unlike the south, this part of goa was very crowded, mainly with the Indian tourists. There were tourist buses, vans and hired scooters everywhere.
People where running and jumping posing around for pictures.

Calungute Beach

I then rode down to Calungute. The beach was filled people everywhere and vendors plying their trade, which was brisk actually, I noticed that most guys loved to carry around a beer can wherever I turned, So very different from Pallolem, which was more of a relaxed place where foreigners outnumbered the locals.

King of the Road @ Calungute

Next stop was Baga beach and I was drenched by the time I reached there. Nothing much to see, I rode off to Anjuna.
Here too there were tourist bus and vans bringing in loads of tourists. Had super hot chai and mirchi pav in a small tea shop sitting right above the ocean, tasted like heaven amidst the rains.









Anjuna Beach

The sun finally came out and i decided to ride around the place, and stop at some village for lunch.










Vagator Beach

Found an interesting bar/restaurant where there were abt 5-6 customers sipping their drinks at the bar table which was laid along the roadside. An overly drunk italian started singing hindi songs to me. Imagine a firangi singing and dancing around in the middle of the road during afternoon. a belgian guy tried to give him company, but could hardly move out of his bar stool. He then told me that he had been in goa for more than 6 yrs and had married a lady from nagercoil, who now ran a bar in goa.i realised the world is very small!! After both the gentlemen left, Steve a barman from Belarus told me that his stay in goa was long enuf too. He was trying to find a permanent work in some bar in goa and did no plan to return to his country any time soon. Then there was this american couple from Colorado who had been studying Tibetan in Himachal for two years now. they even gave me some tips for my visit out there (next week). And for lunch had this amazing Curried Chicken Pasta salad.

Reached home in the evening and played around with Bharat until dinner time. Filled my stomach with awesome roti, groundnut chutney and palak dal, before snoring off!! One another thing I forgot to mention, the entire state of Goa was devoid of any petrol due to some blast at the refinery. Hence the city of Mapusa was filled with thousands of vehicles queued up at the petrol stations. I managed to buy some 4 litres of petrol for Rs.100 each. I believe the crisis wud continue for the next few days. Bid goodbye to the wonderful family and hit the road to Pune.

Day 10

As suggested by Girish, I went to Kohlapur and then took the NH 4 to Pune. Before Kohlapur, you need to cross the Amboli ghats, which is one of the most beautiful hill stations ive ever seen. bad that i couldnt do justice to the beauty with my camera (not blaming the camera though, its just my limited photographic skills).
Ambuli Ghats


Once you hit NH4, the roads r just too good and you can reach Pune in no time. At about 5:30 pm, i reached Eklavya's apartment, once again thanks to Eashwar's connections.Rain followed me throughout my journey and but I still enjoyed the drive from Goa to Pune.

Distance Travelled- 460km
Journey- Goa to Pune via NH 4 (there is an option of NH 17 also)
Roads- Excellent (finding ATM is very difficult)

Thursday, October 7, 2010

Weekend ride to Munnar

We planned on a weekend trip to Munnar for the Oct 2nd weekend. Manu, Appu n Divya travelled in Appu's car, while I hopped on my Royal Enfield.
my main agenda of the trip was to test my bike and my fitness level!!
Appu had booked 2 rooms in Munnar through a local friend. Having decided to leave early on saturday morning, manu n I stayed at Appu's place, while Divya cooked an excellent dinner.
All set, we just realised that we didnt have alchohol. Being the 1st of the month, no supply in kerala and saturday being Gandhi Jayanti, we were doomed. Having just returned from bangalore that morning, i was already feeling very tired. While Divya was preparing dinner, we drove around the whole city looking for any sale of liquor and finally returned home past 10 pm in vain.
After a heavy dinner we slept at around 1 still hoping we'll be up by 6 atleast. Being a holiday none of us wanted to rush it...Up at 9, we three guys were ready in half an hour, while the lady of the house came out at 10:30 am....Had breakfast at Indian Coffee House, while still trying our luck with the spirits. nope!!

Stopped by at the petrol station and hit the road finally at 11:30. unfortunately we had to slow down before Muvatupuzha, where a religious procession blocked the roads for half an hour.Reached Adimali by 2:30, where a friend promised to deliver the 'parcel'..still no luck!

Stopped for food at Adimali where all 4 of us had a silent lunch, disappointed that we wudnt have any liquor for the evening...
the fun begins now. closing in on munnar the ride was getting more exciting for me..
wet, winding roads and hairpin bends broke my back at every turns, while i cut through the descending mist. the visibility was less than 5m and the headlights/fog lights was my only sign of opposite traffic.
My agenda for the trip was partially fulfilled, and i was in high spirits already...

On reaching the , only to find that there were no rooms vacant..great!as an alternative they took us to an annexe, which looked like a side y joint. Appu tried calling his friend, who never really tried to help, while divya was ready to head back to cochi....

Our trip seemed to have taken a full beating, starting the delay, to the lack of alchohol and now no place to stay. I tried contacting a friend of mine to see if he could help us and luckily he found us an awesome place which had 2 suite rooms at very affordable pricing..our balconies overlooked a lovely stream...

the group was getting cheered up now and after a hot bath we head to the town..i must mention here that it wasnt a great idea to travel to munnar on a public holiday, since the town was jammed with tourist buses and other vehicles. and dont forget the rains here!!

we finally managed to buy some rum and vodka which were exorbitantly priced and head back to rooms.
The spirits complimented the excellent weather, accompanied by decent food....after all of us got high we still managed to go for a drive looking for elephants (which was a very bad idea) and some liquor ofcourse. hit the bed by 3 i guess?

had breakfast and went to madupetty lake, were another traffic snarl greeeted us. saw a couple of trained elephants which looked under-fed.

Checked out from our hotel and dined at a Jain/Rajasthani/Gujrati/Marwari restaurant. left munnar by around 2:30 and headed straight to Cochi. I had to take a break after the hills, since the fingers on my left hand had gone numb. There was no looking back after that, hit our destination non-stop, reaching cochi by around 5:30. On my return journey rains were pouring down like crazy and I was completely soaked. but then there was no point in stopping, since the rains werent goin to stop completely.

Having tested my bike, it was a highly satisfying trip for me...now i know what has to be tuned in my bull and me...;-)

Trip Statistics:

Cochin to Munnar - 138km+145km (to and fro)
Roads- Good in parts to worse
Weather Conditions- incessant rains

Shall meet you soon with a longer ride...
until then, happy riding!!!