MILIND HIREMATH28, Bangalore
Taming the WEST! - The west side story..
PS: Reading this blog would be like riding a bike, the higher gear you go in, more faster and thrilling the experience would be! So dont miss on it! Enjoy the images & the videos for wholesome experience!
I have also tried my hand at creating a short movie, it summarizes what this journey and the concept of wandering means to me. Hope you enjoy it!
The Movie :: Life of a wanderer..
- The Ignition
- The DYI & tour modification section
- Gear One :: The Malnad Marauding
- Gear Two :: The Nature's Nirvana
- Gear Three :: Down the long hills
- Gear Four :: Notching up the higher gear in wandering
- Gear Five ::The tales of Golden Sands & Lush Greenery
- Gear Six :: Call of the Jungle!
- Gear Seven :: The Art of Moksha in Biking
- Bonus Gear :: A tribute to Wrangler & Biking
“...nothing so liberalizes a man and expands the kindly instincts that nature put in him as travel and contact with many kinds of people.”
- Letter to San Francisco Alta California, by Mark Twain, dated May 18th, 1867; published June 23, 1867
Most of the time, caught up in a whirlwind of work stack and deadlines of a busy lifestyle, we tend to follow a path which deviates from the experiences and skills that habitually interests us. Rarely do we take out the time to gather our skills and navigate into an uncharted territory of new possibilities, until one moment of reckoning which shakes the innate skills we possess, out of its slumber. Such a moment, a gift of an opportunity has been endowed upon me by Wrangler and xBHP.
I still recall it as if it was only yesterday, when I got call from Sunil, informing that I would be part of final ten and ever since that day, every moment, every dream, every thought has been about this event! :) I am not sure if any one can compare it with the feelings and thoughts they keep aside for their special ones! :D
Well, it all started at 4 PM IST, on 22nd Novemeber, 2012, i.e. yesterday, at the Wrangler showroom, I met up with Karan and Anshul who coordinated everything from day one, right from my persistent & never ending queries to the ride day. Assisted by Martin and Shoaib, I was quickly outfitted with proper sized apparels, and me drooling all over the goodies! :D
I was just waiting for the ride to start, and I could not wait for that moment, a moment that would mark a mile stone in my rather 'on the road' life. The flag off was going to start not only the bike ride, but the next period of my life, a period that would herald my dreams and ambitions into the reality, a what could be the better way, than the flag off being witnessed by one's mother & sister who came all the way to see it!
But it was not just a flag off, it also had the press coverage and the associated questions. Now, me being just a throttle happy, trigger freak guy, unaccustomed to the interesting questions from media, was a new learning from the start itself. All the media persons were interested in questioning me and my passion. But later, when I summarized, these questions were not only for me, but for the entire biking community. I realized one thing, whatever I was being asked, would be propagated as the voice of bikers and the legacy associated with saddle happy bums. There were questions pertaining to the thoughts, passions, and what keeps us going, how does family support matter and most commonly, whether I am married or not? ;)
But one thing I felt, and rather thought, was, how big the biking scene has become, how far the bikers can go. No longer are the days where the isolated bikers slog it out with media, family and most importantly the society. I still recall the days, when as soon as I said my passion as biking, no one did consider it might be endurance touring, or performance rides. They all visualized happy go lucky biker, riding with his friends, doing stunts in public places, causing nuisances in the streets where elderly people walk and the kids play. But now, thanks to Wrangler and xBHP and similar like minded initiatives, people no longer have that impressions. The events like 'The Great Indian Road Trip' and 'True Wanderers', have put us, the bikers on to the map where the world does see us in different light.
Now, what would happen by having these event? May be media talk? Or may be personal gain? Or may be hundreds of other reasons which one might argue or justify. But from where I see it, it is a gain for the biking world in India, we are being put on the map, which publicizes the safe riding and touring spirit. Now no longer are we the isolated bikers, struggling in the ways of the world, but we are becoming bigger, prominent, expressive and importantly recognized as passionate bikers.
Guess now, when asked by anyone about my passion, I can more happily say biking, without thinking twice of being pictured as reckless crazy guys, cheers to initiative by Wrangler Denims and xBHP! And cheers to safe biking!
It was a magical evening for me, for the first time I was being recognized for something I love to do, which usually is not the case. Keen as I was, I could not wait to hit the roads, even though I was flagged off at 5 PM in evening. Just wanted to hit the road and head somewhere, after all once saddled up, bikers don’t look back or think twice ;) I reached Hassan around 8:30 PM and lucky me, got a big slab of rock next to the lake, where I built the fire, had dinner and stretched out the sleeping bag under the star lit sky, illuminated by bright moon light. Hence started the endurance test for me, my ride and the jeans, let's see who would give in first!
Checking out the water resistant jeans, impressive innovation I must admit. I did use it little apprehensively, but later realise that they were actually very practical! To admit frankly, I did not step out of them for two days straight! :D
For the first time, my gear was of interest to some one else also, apart from me ;)
And here comes my first No Parking ticket! Was missing one in my collection ;) Blessed with the law, I started off! :D
Was so desperate to start riding, just got off from the show room and right into the evening post office hour rush! Cheers :)
When I noticed this Nano loaded to the brink, I could not help over the fact that people were thinking that my bike was overloaded! They should see this :D
Bangalore was cloudy since morning, threatening of the impending rain. But as soon as I cleared the main traffic zone and reached highway, I was blessed with the sight of bright evening sun howering over a small lake.
Which soon followed with this one :) cloud play, as i would like to call it!
As it was only an hour for darkness, I did not pause for the pictures, just raced on to Hassan, approximately 185 km from Bangalore. There is a lake on the outskirts, named "Hunasina kere" translating into Tamarind Lake. I was trying to find out the way to lake amidst myrid of fields and crops to lake, it was already night by then. The thought of "The Signs" did come to me ;)
I had no tripod, so using make shift stand of the handle, i tried my hand at clicking the night sky. You can see Hassan city on RHS.
Found a little crevasse like crack in the rocky boulder on which I had planned to sleep, and started a little fire in there. The rock was next to lake and pretty good. WIth clear sky on the top, i did not feel like opening up the tent. So I just rolled out the sleeping bag, and slept counting the stars :)
Thats my girl soaked in the bright half moon light! Love her curves glistening in the moon light. For long time I slept staring at it :)
Time to say good night! ZZZzzzz
“Travel is more than the seeing of sights; it is a change that goes on, deep and permanent, in the ideas of living.” – Miriam Beard
When asked by organizing team to chose a route within our own zone, I immediately zeroed in on the Western Ghats and the Western coast, not only because it offers immense variation in the riding conditions, but more so ever it is in the western part, and symbolically speaking, it would represent the WEST for me. Now, if you ask me the importance of west, I would like to deviate a little and retrace our history by couple of centuries in the time line.
Back in the time when America was still not used to luxuries and beauty of Mojave desert, Nevada, Utah, Colorado, California etc, it was densely populated only in eastern parts of the continent. The inner and seemingly western lands were vast, inviting and full of the Red Indians who roamed around the free grass lands and the prairies. It took men of steel, or like the old western men say, it took men with hair on their chests. They lived a hard and daring life, where there was no place for weak or coward. These pioneers, who literally built a nation to what it is now, were mainly interested in ranching, buffalo hunting, mining & prospecting. The more they went in western direction, more the land seem to grow, there seemed to be never ending hurdles that a western land would throw at these people. The law was far off, and the immediate trouble from gun slingers, Indians, thieves, nature's calamities, wild animals mended these people in to hard and sincere lot, who believed that it took more than power to tame the wild western lands. Hence, the ride and the article is titled as "Taming The West", a sincere dedication to all those brave souls who truly deserve the credits.
Back then Wranglers were the people who broke the broncs, that is the wild horses or mountain bred mustangs which could be used to strengthen the remudas used in cattle drives or at ranching. The job of such riders were not a easy one, to break a wild horse and tame it is one thing and to get thrown and kicked by the same horse is another. Wrangler jeans originally were designed for such riders, which could bear the brutal nature of the work and meet the expected performance criteria's. Long since then, Wrangler has come through the test of time, having actively sponsoring the annual Rodeo competitions. Now the riders riding the horses are slowly becoming the things of the past, the natural transition of the riders would be focusing on two wheelers, and as I was discussing with Anshul, Wrangler was interested in getting the feedbacks from the real riders, for whom the jeans were made, and test it in real life scenarios, and that’s where the True Wanderers concept comes in, if I am not wrong :)
So join aboard for my ride of a life time, where I WANDER and WONDER about nature's miracles, share my trysts with varied encounters, roam above sea level to below sea level areas, and some time just at sea level :) Hope you do enjoy reading and support my cause of preserving the nature and promoting the safe riding.
The video promo of the ride
The DYI & tour modification section
As we know, CBR is pretty decent touring machine, and to suite my requirements I did couple of changes like having SLIME filled in the tires to resist puncture, fabricated the pannier styled carrier which can hold luggage sufficient for couple of weeks, along with petrol and water bottles. I have also fabricated the fixtures to mount the video camera and the remote for the same. Both belong to my original concepts and to the DYI category :)
Next, the water proof cigarette lighter is mounted on to the carrier, to which the cigarette lighter (obviously :)) and the 12V DC pump (in case of punctures), and USB charger for mobile charging can be attached. This is then followed by the radiator guard and the frame sliders, kind of must stuff for an off road machine. I have also attached a rubber mud guard to front fender, I know it looks ugly :) but serves its purpose by protecting the radiator from slush and muck post rainy seasons.
So the end result is what I believe as the suitable, reliable and well maintained touring machine, may not be prettiest of all the girls, but for me it is!
The camera mount on the bike for near wheel experience ;)
Gear One :: The Malnad Marauding
Route taken :: Hassan - Shetti Halli - Sakaleshpur - Hanbal - Mudigere - Kottigehara - Kalasa - Hornadu - Kudremukh - Sringeri - Agumbe
“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines, sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.” – Mark Twain
Coming back to the trip, It's 5 AM in morning, I am desperately trying to warm myself in the tiny fire which is fighting the losing battle against the cold moisture. Sitting on the banks of 'Hunasina Kere' (can be translated as Tamarind Lake), in the outskirts of Hassan city, I think about the next place to go. I have this wandering theme in mind for this entire solo ride, to visit the less known places, meet the people, enjoy the local cuisine, explore the country and wander in the less travelled path. Though you may not agree with me, as to whether CBR can do all of these, while carrying the luggage, spares, engine oil, cleaners and ofcourse my food, clothes and tent (roti, kapada and makan), I would dis agree with you :) I have been up the hill and down the creek with her and believe me, she can turn on a quarter and provide you a dime back!
The first sun rise of this epic ride
My sleeping place for the night, it was an amazing experience to sleep under the moon light, embedded with so many stars!
This is far better than what I thought, feels so fresh and relaxing from the four walls of cubicle and shared extension :)
Trying to update the blog..
The fresh water lake next to my bed ;)
Wranglers, the jeans to ride the river with!
Morning freshness on the platter, I mean bike! ;)
Getting down the rock video
Video of Driving in the fields of Hassan
The location was decided as Shettihalli church, a little forgotten place in Hassan district, heralding from the era of British rule. This church, which was destroyed during the construction of Gorur dam, and the reservoir water flooded the church, leaving it stranded and half sub merged.
Actually to be precise, it is the backwaters of the Hemavathy Reservoir for Gorur dam and the monument is the Holy Rosary Church built by French Missionaries around 1860. I met a few villagers who told us that this village was once a lush hamlet where the River Hemavathy flowed watering fields of sunflower. The church was reportedly built with mortar and bricks and a mixture of jaggery and eggs, and even till date, despite of being in water most of the time, the church still stands. During monsoons, the water level rises submerging the entire church apparently, when only the spire is seen at times. The entire roof had caved in while part of the altar and the central nave still stand but there were no stained glass windows or pews or even windows left in the church.
But now, when I visited, the water level had receded down and I could drive all the way in to the church! Well, at first I was mesmerized, then thrilled and then left thinking. Thinking about the past glory and the events that would have taken place here, with British plantation owners gathering here for Sunday sermons, arriving in style on their horse carriages. Well, it did provide me with loads of photography opportunities!
My bike on the alter, can't worship it enough for the rides it has blessed me with!
The old bell tower
Wandering through the ruins
Later, after sumptuous breakfast of Akki rotti (Rotis made of Rice grains) and green chutney made out of coconut, I started for Sakaleshpur, the crown jewel of Malnad region of Karnataka. The roads were pleasant and greenery was reeking out of every possible way! I took my time, enjoying the scenery and then tanked up at Sakaleshpur, as I was not sure of availability of proper, unadulterated fuel ahead. Then I took a less used road into the mountains to Mudigere via Hanbal. Then proceeded for a tasty neer dosa at Kottigehara before riding on to Kalasa.
Video of road cruising in Sakaleshpur
From Kalasa I did ride to Kemmannugundi, drinking the tasty slice drink :) After a discussion with the security incharge at Lakya dam (a purifying dam, not of water) Mr. M Raju, who has a son in Bangalore who spoke with me. Then I made a move as I wanted to visit Hanumangundi waterfall before I reached Agumbe to witness the famous sun set. The water fall visits were eventless, with monkeys playing expected havoc :) The waterfalls, slashing down from a height of more than 100 feet falling onto natural rocks majestically, is an exciting scenery. One can trek for some distance to get into the falls and to have body rejuvenating and refreshing bath. The forest department has constructed some nice and safe steps to get down into the falls for a nominal Rs 30/- per head. A calm and isolated destination, here one can enjoy the beauty of silence and marvel of the waterfalls.
The river view just before entering the towen of Sakaleshpur
My ride enjoying the cold water of a stream near Kalasa
The natural cooling effect! ;)
Entering the river in kalasa video:
And coming out of the river video
The coffee estates near Kalasa
A short pit stop in Kalasa
A farmer heading home after a hard day's work
The video of Ghat section riding on the way to Hornadu..
The temple of Annapurneshwari Devi in Hornadu, you will love the meal here, one of the tastiest I have eaten..
The river while entering the Kudremukh town
A closed petrol bunk, so do not plan for any possible bunks post Kalasa
Welcome to the wild life sanctuary of Kudremukh
And what a welcome! :) Can you spot it? It just ran across the road, this is what I could get quickly!
Lakhya dam in Kudremukh, used for silting purposes of the iron ore industry here.
The iron ore industry
At the check post..
Riding in Kudremukh Video
This spot was my favourite, could have stopped for a longer time if not for rain laden clouds!
Welcome to the jungle! :)
The Hanumangundi falls, simply awestruck here! Did not feel like leaving the place! :)
Local people checking out the bike and the accessories..
Finally spotted the sun amidst dense growth of the forest..
Agumbe is highest rain fall area in the western ghats, and I chose to stay at Doddamane (meaning the big home) where the famous serial "Malgudi days" was shot. This is arguably the biggest house in Agumbe indeed :) There is a lot of history associated with this place, at one time it was accommodating up to 28 family members under one roof! Now it is very famous for providing the accommodation for back packers and tourers, with awesome home made malnad cuisine to relish! If you search with the name Doddamane, you are bound to come across the name of Kasturi Ajji, the lady who has single handedly managed the hospitality and the feel good factor for many of the happy travelers who stayed here.
I quickly unloaded the bike, and went to the sunset point to witness the glorious sunset for which Agumbe is famous for. But to my bad luck, clouds were hovering around, and I had to be content with sneak peeks of the sun. Coming back, made full use of the 1 rupee coin box phone, as there is no network here. The best part of the day was still on it's way! The dinner, this time the dinner was arranged in open yard in middle of the home, where every one sat together, talked, laughed and most importantly, had food! The dinner menu stretches on to ice, Vegetable pickle, papad, Kaju and Tendli curry, Two more curries of which I cannot remember the name, daal, payasam, dry jamun, rasam, curd and masala chaas! Enough to make me burp any day! ;)
After dinner spoke with kids gathered, about their ambitions, what they would like to pursue in life etc. As far me, I knew of only two options, science and commerce, the science being branched up into engineering and medical streams :) but I could do atleast this much for the kids. But more than that talk, they were keen on knowing what's xBHP, why is Wrangler sponsoring such ride, and finally what am I trying to achieve by this :) Believe me, it's never easy to satisfy the kid's curiosity!
The view on the Agumbe ghats
Wrangler jeans - Up for the moment after a hard day's ride!
And the cloud play starts..
Finally glimpsed the sun behind the clouds..
The ghat roads here are made up using the cement blocks, due to the heavy amount of rain this region receives...
Wrangler - Time to spice up your life!
The lighting at the Doddamane as there was a Satyanarayana pooja that night, lucky to be there during that time!
The front view of Doddamane in the night time..
Finally my favourite part, the complete family sitting together, laughing, discussing and eating. Guess this is what the happy families are made up of. God bless...
Gear Two :: The Nature's Nirvana
Route taken :: Agumbe - Hebri - Koodluteertha - Udupi - Kaup beach - St Mary's island - Marvante beach - Kolluru - Nitturu - Koduchadri
“One’s destination is never a place, but a new way of seeing things.” – Henry Miller
Now this is what I call an early morning start, woke up at 5, to catch the sun rise at Kundadri hills, approximately 17 km from Agumbe, the enchanting gigantic monolithic rock formation provides the perfect escape from the hectic pace of the hum drum of everyday life. Situated about 3200 feet above sea level and surrounded by the dense evergreen forests, it is biker's delight any given day! The gorgeous hill overlooks the panoramic Western Ghats. It is clothed with splendid evergreen forests.
The initial road to Kundadri is very narrow and steep with couple of sharp turns but road is in pretty good condition and it leads to a 17th century Jain temple perched atop the hill. The view from top is totally worth it.There is a pond just next to the temple, which makes the place not only biker's delight but as well as nature lover and shutter bugs too. Kundadri is named after the Jain monk, Kundakundacharya who was said to have practiced severe penance here. Would definitely be looking forward to camp here, some day soon.
On the way to Kundadri hills
Climb these stair ways if you want to enjoy the amazing sun rise in Agumbe!
This monolith has three small ponds of water, this is one of them. It provides ample opportunity for the photographers.
A delight indeed for the shadow and color photography!
The distant hills were loaded with the fog, as the fog was lifting from the valleys, it was presenting an amazing view!
The smaller or the residents inhabiting these ponds
Sleeping on the rock?? Not to worry, Wranglers are at home there..
If only we could get to witness such sun rises daily?
Finally the sun arives in all the grandeur and pomp!
I chose this edition of magazine purposely, any guesses as to why?
And see the world in different light!
This is the second pond, a little smaller but a lot deeper. Water seems to be run off from monsoon rains which is collected here. Doesn't seem to be cleaner one though :)
This is the Jain temple, built in rock architecture.
The sun rising above the third and the largest pond, water seemed some what clear here.
When I took a small trek to reach behind the temple, and look what I found, a valley full of fog and protected from the sunlight! :)
The view of the grass and forest land below, from the top of Kundadri hills..
When I returned to my bed, I found a mother kitten nursing its child in the warm sunlight of November month..
Kasturi ajji (in shades) and the family, very genuine people, take care of guests like the own family members. Do stay here for a wholesome Malnad experience! Especially if you are plannig to visit Agumbe in monsoon, you are in for a great visual treat..
Finally founf the secret treasure od Doddamane.. ;)
This is the room where I stayed, the wood work and furniture made out of teak wood..
My bike all set to set sail infront of Doddamane..
Then once back to Doddamane, I had a nice bath in water heated over the wood fire, the faint smell of burnt wood was emanating from the water. Soon after the bath, the yummy bisibele bath, prepared by Kasturi ajji herself followed. After the general banter over breakfast, I told her about the ride and stuff. She wished me all the best, and I packed all my gear on to my trusted steed, and started to climb down from western side of the ghat. Once down while heading to Hebri, you get the Koodlutirtha falls, it is very less known, and was supposed to be picturesque and must see. So I started in that direction, little knowing that it was in hell of ride, and the trail ended somewhere in middle of the jungle, the end was so abrupt I did not have space to turn my bike around, it was more like a cul-de-sac.
After waiting for 15 minutes, with signs of anyone turning around in that deep forest, I left my bike and luggage, just carried my laptop, cameras and lenses and started down the stream. The path was not that distinct, but could be easily made out with the presence of plastic trail. In a way I was glad to see the plastic bottles, chip covers once in awhile, to confirm that I was on right trail. But frankly it pained me to see such non-decomposable material messing up with wild life. After vowing to myself to collect these on the way back, I started lugging my stuff and climb th mountain. Believe me, you have to trek there to understand what I am trying to say, lush green rain forests, full of colorful butterflies and loads of insects :) after steady trek for 30 minutes, I managed to reach the Koodlutirtha falls, and it was worth all the pain and the efforts.
With no one around I had complete place for myself, so just took pictures, had a body relaxing therapy of ice cold water from the falls. The weight and pressure it exerts is kind of amazing. During the trek back to the bike, I was just holding my breath and praying to see the bike and the luggage safe, as there was no one to guard it when I left it alone. God's grace, it was safe and fine.
On the way to Koodluteertha falls..
The road keeps getting better and better :)
One entrance and two exits for this river, can you see what I mean? :)
Baby Ceeber near the river bed, one regret I will have forever in my life is the missed video.. I switched off the recording when I entered the rived to check for any misleading paths. When I started again to cross the river, I swear I had started the record button, but to my utter bad luck it was not :(
The deadfall on the way to Koodluteertha..
Wrangler jeans, take on the wilder side..
Make your own road...
Finally the majestic falls appears, bet in monsoon this falls would be visual treat!
Well, initially i was lost in the jungle, but when I saw the plastic bottles and the covers ensured that I was on the right track, hence I did get there safe ;) while coming back I did collect as many as possible and dumped in the dustbin. Atleast we can do this much for preserving the nature..
Had a nice bath under the falls, with no one even in hearing vicinity, I had the entire water falls for myself! :)
Water challenge? Wrangler's water resistant jeans are always keeo you ready!
Can you spot my vehicle parked at the end of trail? It was so lonely out there, no one to even tease around my bike parked at anyone's risk ;)
I started to Udupi, originally not in plan, but now became mandatory as my tripod (which I forgot back in Bangalore and my friend couriered it to here), as well as the chains slider for the bike to be obtained. Thanks to close connections of my friend, I got my tripod back, without which I was feeling really hapless, making best use of makeshift support for the camera. So repair for the trustable bike?
Repaired? Yup you bet, the legacy of torn chain sliders has come back to haunt me, in fact we go back a long way, all the way to Ladakh trip, where I had to sacrifice the ride to Padum because of this. But then, I had a spare one which I fixed in, now I did not carry one. Imagine tis sarcastically tragic part, am in middle of jungle, traversing a road abundant in potholes, then suddenly loud clanking of chain with metal starts. I get down to check it, and notice my buddy peeking under the swing arm. Great, I muttered to my self as I opened the front chain cover to put it back in place, only to find it completely torn! Now words to explain my feelings, I did carry each spare part which I usually need, except the chain slider. Cheers to second official day of the ride :)
Though it hurt me to hear the chain being thrashed against swing arm, with no other options, I continued on, having tied the rubber slider with metal wire to provide whatever protection it can. Only it did not. Anyways I tried focusing on the journey, enjoying the nature in Koodluteertha forest. This is by far my favorite forest I guess :)After the slider was replaced, the bike also started running real smooth, with the lubrication done, do compensate for what was lost during the friction with the swing arm.
The next stop was Kaup beach, a new and less crowded beach with a light house. I could see couple of hoardings around Udupi advertising the Kaup beach. As always, I found a safe shelter for the bike and the luggage with a local beach side shop, and proceeded to the beach. To my bad luck some movie was being pictured hence we were not allowed near the light house, so I made best use of what I could do with limited access. Then after having the lunch there on Kaup beach, I headed to St Mary's island, which is accessible by a boat. The tourists were thronging the boat point, as it was a weekend and most importantly very much close to Udupi.
The St Mary's island is a small island with rocky edges on the sea ward side, and the sand being replaced by the tiny shells. I heard that this was the first place where the famous wanderer of our time, Vasco Da Gama reached India, guess as fate would have it, one wanderer paying tribute to another :) It is famous for its unique formation of basalt rocks that are split into vertical hexagonal blocks and have crystallized into columns. The island was named by Vasco da Gama, the Portuguese explorer who reached the island during 1498 before reaching the Calicut. Vasco da Gama named one of the island as El Padron de Santa Maria and the northernmost island is located at around a square a mile in area, it is only around 250 yards in width. The island is one of the shadiest islands of the group because of more coconut grove which gives true South Sea color. Different from other beaches, St Mary’s Island’s rocky terrain does not promote strolling or swimming and the tourists can only look around and get amazed because of the expansive rock formations surrounding around the beach.
At Matrix Honda in Udupi, they fixed the issue in ziffy..
The Kaup beach..
The beach was so empty, I could find only this group playing around.. A rare sight indeed now a days!
The beautiful set up of the light house on the rocks, this picture was taken in noon, so I guess evenings and mornings would be very beautiful!
Etching the True Wanderer in the sands of time! ;)
From here, the ride till the temple town of Kolluru (famous for Goddess Mukambika) via the mesmerizing Marwante beach was eventless. The Marwante beach lived up to all it's hypes! This is an awesome patch of land where there is a beach with the Arabian Sea on the left hand side, if you are going north, and the Suparnika river on right hand side, creating a spectacular scenery and considered only one of its kind in India. For approximately half an kilometer, you have this extremely vintage view of riding in middle of an sea and the river! The river Souparnika, which almost touches Arabian Sea here, makes a U turn and goes eastward to join the Sea only after a journey of more than 10 kilometres , which is a geological wonder. The sea near the beach is a little dangerous, as it has steep gradient into water. In rainy season, harsh winds make the sea wild, resulting in erosion of land and beach. Lot of rocks are piled up to protect the beach. There are lots of shacks along the beach to sell the drinks and tender coconut, one can stop the vehicle to enjoy the beautiful sunset and replenish themselves with cold drinks.
The night stay plan was the camping on the hills of Koduchadri, so I had to rush through the town of Kollur. Though I wished to stop and take darshan of goddess Mukambika, due to shortage of time and the threatening clouds of impending rain, forced me to rush to Nitturu, where I re-checked the way to Koduchadri. There are different routes to reach the Peak of Koduchadri and the difficulty varies highly with respect to the route chosen. However it is challenging to reach the peak in monsoon due to heavy rains that make the routes slippery. The peak is barren due to strong winds and the thick forest cover at the base makes the peak invisible from lower ground level and also several other smaller peaks and hills exist around the peak.
Probably prehistoric men also trekked in this area and several monolithic structures or menhirs (big rocks with a length more than 12 feet) are found near Nagara-Nilsakal, at about 20 km from this place. Ancient mother goddess temple is located near the top of the peak and legend says that the goddess slayed Mookasura several thousand years ago. In Historic times, people used to trek from Nagara state, a nearby place and Europeans trekked to the peak during 19th Century. Lewin Bentham Bowring, who served as Commissioner of Mysore between 1862 and 1870, records that Kodachadri is "clothed with splendid forests, and the ascent is very steep indeed in one place near foot. The view from the top of the hill, which has a bluff appearance from the distance, though it is as sharp as a knife in reality, is very fine, commanding a long stretch of great Ghat range, a considerable portion of Canara (Kanara), and a vide view over Malnad". He further records that, Kodachadri is visible from Merti Peak near Sringeri. Sage Adi Shankara is said to have visited this place, meditated here and he also established a temple at Kollur. A small temple called Sarvajnapeetha, built with stone is dedicated to Adi Shankara at the top of Kodachadri. -- Borrowed from Wikipedia
Usually people ascend it on the trek route, or the jeep route. The jeep route has a reason for being called so, it's literally impossible for a car and an unloaded bike can do it some how. When the villagers saw my bike (as per them, it is meant for city ride only), they did shake their heads in disbelief. Their main concern was the luggage loaded and the thundering clouds. They insisted me to stay in the village itself, and not to attempt the ascent in fading light. But being thick skulled creature, compounded by the helmet's presence, I smiled and pushed on. Believe me, the ride uphill was breath taking and toll taking ;)
The bike was over heated for the luggage presence, so I took a short break, allowing the bike to take a breather and cooled down. I met few jeepers coming down and they too shouted me to return back, saying that my bike cant do it. I doggedly pushed on, reaching the peak, just in time to catch the fading lights of sun. Before it grew complete dark, I opened my tent, and put all the luggage inside. Then I saw a dog with a nasty wound on it's back, roaming about. I whistled it and gave it biscuits. While it was having biscuits I pored dettol over it's wound, casing it to yelp and run. But some how it realized that I was not trying to hurt, but to help, and then came and settled down near my tent.
The night was long and cold, despite of best possible location I could not avoid cold winds and also could not start a fire. Because the entire hill was covered with dried brown grass and a single spark of fire in the wind would have caused forest fire. Later whenever any animals used to come, my reliable dog would growl and wake me up, once in night I saw couple of bisons in the moon night, traipsing around my bike, but luckily nothing happened. All in all, it was a cold night but enjoyed the jungle sound and the moonlit sky! There were some platter of the random rain drops but nothing like a major rain fall, as the thundering clouds had promised.
Approaching the St Mary's Island..
The path through the island towards the western section..
There is no sand in here, only sea shells. Walking barefoot is indeed an accupressure treatment! :)
In this picture, on top side of LHS, you can find the memorial to mark the coming of Vasco Da Gama.. People are posing and taking images here, a true wanderer indeed!
Found a nice specimen while trying to climb Koduchadri, it was getting dark hence did not stop around for much images..
One of the special U turns while climbing the Koduchadri peak. I stopped here for few minutes to let bike cool down. Believe me, what you are seeing is not the toughest part!
Video of the bike climb in treacherous dusty and rocky roads of Koduchadri, it definitely tests the metal in a rider...
Successfully pitched the tent before complete night set in, you can see shades of moon light here...
Last rays of sunlight..
Gear Three :: Down the long hills
Route taken :: Koduchadri - Nitturu - Hasirumaggi - Sagar - Jog Falls - Siddapur - Sirsi - Yaana - Kumta - Honnavar - Murudeshwar
“Once you have traveled, the voyage never ends, but is played out over and over again in the quietest chambers. The mind can never break off from the journey.” – Pat Conroy
Time was approximately 5 AM when I heard a far off sound of a jeep, rubbing my eyes I tried to gather my surroundings. It was approximately 2 hours after the bisons had ended their nocturnal visit and I had dozed off. Pulling over the jacket and shoes, I headed to the highest peak which was just 300 meters from my tent, to watch the famous sunrise of Koduchadri. The jeep whose sound had woken me up, came slowly rumbling to the top, the passengers were the enthusiast family who had come in cold of the night to watch the sunset. They were quite amazed to hear about my solo stay at the top, and were concerned about wild animals.
Well, if you ask me, all my days of touring, trekking and wandering, the only animals of whom I am scared is the human being. Shocked to here it? Well, the animals have a predefined basic instincts, you can predict what it might do. But, you possibly cannot expect or do the same, with a human being :)
Soon the sun came above the meandering dark clouds to give us a glorious start for a lovely day ahead! Soon, I bid farewell to the family, and went on my work of packing the tent and loading all the stuff on to bike. The sun came up to illuminate an amazing vista all around me, I have lost the count of snaps captured here!
Started my bike to the top most point on the hill, everytime I look through the headlights into the grass, I have this 'feel good' feeling going through me! :)
Get ready for yet one more mesmerising sun rise! This time the venue is shifted to Koduchadri..
Baby ceeber waiting for the warmth of the sun rays, after spending an intimidating cold night amongst the bisons...
The Video of the sunrise in Koduchadri
My friend who kept me alarmed in the night whenever some wild animals approached..
Home sweet home :)
What a pair, what a combination...
The light from the sun illuminated the golden land scape around..
The ruts left by the jeeps..
Wrangles jeans - Unleash your wild side!
Wrangler Jeans - In the nature...
That's my girl..
Time to start back..
The downward journey was as thrilling as the ascent, if not better than it, For it not only had the gradient working in favor mountain base, it also had support of a heavy bike and biker loaded to neck with luggage! As I did not wish to use the breaks too much, I just took my time and rode using the gear breaking concept, so that even bike would not get heated up.
After an amazing off road session, I reached back Nitturu, where over the yummy 'Mangalore buns' I learnt about the ferry across the Linganamakki back waters to Sagar. This would help me to cut short the unnecessary round about trip around the back waters. But the challenge was to reach the ferry launch point in 25 minutes, given the village road conditions and the distance of 18 kilometers, this looked a little daunting. But nevertheless I made it time to Hasirumaggi Launch point, just to learn that ferry would be late by 20 minutes! :) So with no better work to do, took out the camera and started shooting left and right.
Soon some more villagers came to use the ferry, and were fascinated by the bike and the story that goes along with True Wanderers edition. After having a healthy banter on what's good and what's not, we got on to the ferry. I was in no time zipping about the beautiful rugged roads to the world famous Jog falls. Jog Falls is created by the Sharavathi River falling from a height of 253 m (830 ft), making it the second-highest plunge waterfall in Asia after the Nohkalikai Falls with a height of 335 m (1100 ft)in Meghalaya. Usually people visit this place in monsoon when the river is full of water and creates a splendid view. But in summer, I have different plans, I went right on to top of the falls, which is usually not accessible when the water is present, and leaned on from the edge to have a breath taking view of the steep fall below! I know it's slightly risky, but the view there was just mind boggling, do check them out!
Waiting for the ferry at the jetty point..
The clear waters of the Linganamakki back waters..
A view to die for...
Wrangler Jeans - Are you ready for the next step?
My favourite snap of the day :)
A jeans so comfortable, be it riding, trekking or using it in all possible conditions!
World is your play ground, innovate and enjoy!
Finally the launch comes..
The video of the bike climbing in to the jetty
Gift of Koduchadri off roading, my girl still carries the scar..
The video of bike coming out of the ferry
The fields where the harvest season was on full swing!
The world famous Jog falls!
Rather than going to the conventional view point, as water was very less, I headed to the small trek to reach the very top of the falls, from where water would fall. The result? Amaznig picture...
Can you see the rainbow?
No words! Can you feel the depth and the grandeur of this water fall?
After Jog, I started tracing my way towards the small town of Siddapur. The roads were lonely and picturesque. I thoroughly enjoyed riding in this patch, actually felt a little bad that the road had come to an end. But as they say, the road never ends, I started towards Yana, via Sirsi which is famous for Marikamba temple. Yana is a village known for the unusual rock formations in its vicinity. It is located in the Sahyadri mountain range of the Western Ghats. Yana is famous for these two massive rock outcrops known as the Bhairaveshwara Shikhara and the Mohini Shikhara. The huge rocks are composed of solid black, crystalline limestone. Bhairaveshwara Shikhara is 120 metres (390 ft) in height, while the Mohini Shikhara, which is smaller, is 90 metres (300 ft) in height. Yana is also well known as a pilgrimage center because of the cave temple below the Bhairaveshwara Shikhara where a Swayambhu ("self manifested", or "that which is created by its own accord") linga has been formed. Water drips from the roof over the linga, adding to the sanctity of the place. - Source Wikipedia
The rocky formations create a illusion of cave, and once inside you will feel at peace with yourself. After doing the photo sessions, avoiding the flashes, as there were too many bats above, I started to trek back to the parking place. As it was lunch time and I was in middle of nowhere, I had a biscuit packet and water for lunch. After the break I hit the roads for Murudeshwar. The bike was running low on fuel, and I was a little concerned about reaching the petrol bunk in time. But soon the worries were put to rest, as I found a small bunk on the way. The sun was going low, and I was tired after having a day blessed with lots of off road experiences, so I just wanted to get to the first good looking hotel and hit the bed after a much needed hot water shower :)
Nothing gets into the way of a true wanderer ;)
Total natural, dried leaf hats.. Welcome to the world of eco friendly hats. Talking about being eco friendly, all the plastic carried by me is disposed appropriately and no mark has been left any where in terms of carbon footprint. Even the plates carried by me were of dried leaves!
Call of the wild!
Way to Yana amidst dense jungle..
Can you spot it?
The first stone gill of Yana appears, at first they do seem like a meteor being hit on earth!
This is the biggest one of all, very much natural and nestled amongst the dense growth, attracts enthusiasts like anything!
Shall we enter the cave and check out the natural cave formed out of a major crack?
The path way leading through the caves, need to maintain absolute silence if you are not keen on having honey bees or bats on your face!
Only source of light! We only seem to realize and appreciate the beauty of sunlight only when in such places :)
I hope you do feel the same wayI did, to go through these narrow walls and rock reflecting so many natural colors!
Finally the opening out! Looks like a vertical NIKE symbol to me ;)
Finally time to bid farewell, luckily some one has tied and left a rope here to climb down, else with camera and the lenses it would have been a tough ask!
The deep ruts left by the bullock carts..
I don't understand ;) how can it think of coming in between road and a true wanderer ;)
While coming from Gokarn side on NH17, we have to take a right turn to Murudeshwar. I stopped just before the turning, to check the tire pressure, and utilizing the time off the glove with a tea in a road side stall. One elderly beggar looking like a tramp, with a make shift bag of torn cloth, hanging on to a stick, came to me. Before he could ask for money, I informed him I would buy something eatable rather than handing him the money. He agreed for tea and a bun.
I bought him that, before going he made an off hand comment, "you know sir, me and you, we both are same, not much difference".
Taken aback by this comment, and also partly with his impeccable grammatically correct kannada, I asked him to clarify what exactly he meant. He pointed to my bags on bike, and then to his bundle of clothes, smiled and said "Do you want to know any more?"
When I insisted with a "Yes", he mentioned "Even I am traveling, but mine is about to end, I found my moment of truth". I said "Well, you may be correct in similarities, but I am not looking for any moment of truth, am traveling for a purpose".
Conversation turned interesting, when he said "No son, you will not realize it now. Only when that moment comes, you will really comprehend what I meant, till then all the best" and he went to a corner to eat. Well, I started off to Murudeshwar to stay for the night. Murudeshwar is believed to have been sanctified by a piece of the Pranalinga of Mahabaleshwara thrown by Ravana and has some beautiful carvings and statues.
By the way, some one should name the town of Kumta as 'COWta', by the time I crossed the city limits, I counted 42 cows having the leisure time on the national highways, no wonder people don’t respond to horns! :D
View from my room, worthy every penny! I sat here for long time, enjoying the sunset view..
Murudeshwar beach is fast becoming a tourist hub, offering varied water sports..
If beach was the rear view of my room, then open the front door for this magnificent view!
Perks of staying in hotel associated with temple, I requested the security to let me through in the night for some moonlight photography once the lights were off..
And thats the big tower in the glorius moon light..
The statue of Lord Shiva
Can you spot the line of scores of ships and containers lined outside? They are visible only during night, during day you can see only the normal horizon!
The shoreline in middle of the night..
My favourite snap of the night..
Gear Four :: Notching up the higher gear in wandering
Route taken :: Murudeshwar - Netrani Island - Murudeshwar - Kumta - Honnavar - Gokarn - Karwar - Devbag beach
“Like all great travelers, I have seen more than I remember, and remember more than I have seen.” – Benjamin Disraeli
It is fourth day of the journey, the three gone by days had been amazingly satisfying. When I say satisfying, I am speaking for myself :) with no scale to gauge the satisfaction against, or appropriate words or images to describe it. Personally I felt I could do more with this wandering, after all what is wandering? To meet new people? To taste new cuisine? To experience something different? To learn something new? To give back to the society in a way or two?
Well, I had done my share in learning, because the word is full of things to learn, if your mind is open for it! All you would need is to welcome each day with a receiving arm and a willingness to accept knowledge, and then you will realize, that still there is way too much knowledge left to be mastered and experiences to be had. Now coming back to wandering, how do I ensure that I can wander and learn and experience all the time?
Then it flashed to me, the view of the bar from yesterday night's dinner at the hotel. It had people enjoying juices, water, cold drinks, mock tails and cock tails. It was the juices and the cock tail which held on to my attention. Puzzling observation, is it? :) Well, let's dissect and try to ponder over here. What makes cock tails and mock tails so endearing and special? They do enhance the taste and the feel of native drink my having few added foreign drinks and elements. That’s what makes it so special, to make use of available resources and added flavors. My thought was on the wandering solo on the bike, and I love doing so, it provides me a high which nothing can substantiate, my path way to moksha and my ticket one hell of adrenaline rush! Now, if I consider this as my native drink, and spice it up with added flavors of adrenaline rush? Well.. That’s definitely food for the thought! I will come back to this topic later in the day, read on :)
Here I was, sitting in the balcony, overlooking the ocean, the sound of waves lapping by the shore. It never amazes me to keep looking out at the see. I somewhere had read that about 80% of known living organisms reside in the sea, am not sure of the authenticity, but frankly it does hold so many mysteries, so many sagas of wandering people, so many tales of gone by glory. Since the days known, man has been wondering, and sea has served the wandering men to great extent. So here I stand, wondering, mystified and thrilled, by imagining the great wanderers.
Soon it is the day time, before sun breaks out and crowd starts thronging the beach, I pack my camera and tripod and head out to beach on the bike. The peace and tranquility in an empty beach is something unparalleled. I soon get down to my business of enjoying it the way I know, by riding the waves on my bike. Soon a curious boy appears out of no where, and stands by watching me take pictures.
Finally the curiosity gets better of him and he asked "What are you doing here so early morning sir? That too on a bike?"
Me "Actually am doing a solo ride and this is my way to pay a tribute to all the great wanderers"
He "What is so special about this sea? I see it daily. So can I also become a wanderer?"
Me "Yes, why not, any one and everyone can be a wanderer"
He "Ok, but I need a bike like this right?"
Me "Not necessarily, all you need is a heart to question, wander, explore, learn and revel in these experiences. By the way, what's your name?"
He "Shankar sir"
Me "So you want to wander and explore?"
He "Yes, and one day you can also read about me, I will record the experiences like the way you do"
Then I took a snap of him with the bike and proceeded to the 20 story tower. They have a lift which takes you all the way to top, no longer are the days where you have to struggle to climb, a price to pay for the view. All you need is 10 bucks and you are at top! Welcome to the world of human comforts! :D But my bad luck was hounding me, I had only 100s in my purse and the lift in charge asked 10 rupees. I started asking here and there for a change but no one seemed to have change that early in the morning. Finally a group of guys noticed my struggle and were kind enough to pay my way in to the lift.
The morning hours view of Murudeshwar beach, excuse the bad light, it was still 5:30 in morning :)
My gal at enjoying the sea! It was so lonely and uncrowded, I took my own time enjoying the ocean view in the morning..
So what do you say now! :)
Me, myself and CBR..
Shankar the bike, may god bless him with similar opportunity I have been blessed with!
I read somewhere, that a bad attitude is like a punctured tire, you can't go anywhere with it ;)
The big tower, it does look pretty imposing!
The town of Murudeshwar waking out of it's slumber...
The view of the Lord Shiva on the western coast, with the deep blue Arabian sea right behind him..
That's the place where I stayed for the night.. Never realised it's place, untill I came above! :D
Presenting the majestic view of the western coast at Murudeshwar!
Back in room, not able to get the bike out of head! After all, a little practise can't hurt! ;)
The view from the top is panoramic and breath taking. Never in life I had been so high in altitude, just along the sea shore. Well, as you go higher, the horizon seems to grow, and the sea visibility which was barely some nautical miles from ground level, now seemed to expand. There lay the ocean, a mysterious place with lots of secret and unexplored places hidden within. Then the chords struck together in mind, and the difference between juice and cocktail seemed to come together.
How? Now consider my love of my life, i.e. biking as juice. It refreshes me, thrills me and provides me with my quota of adrenaline. Now, if I top it up with additional flavors, and make a heady concoction of a cocktail, wouldn’t that be great? How will I take the wandering to a next level? How can I make the adrenaline rush more through me? And that’s when I had a though about SCUBA (Secured Container for Underwater Breathing of Air) diving came to my mind! Well, now I have it my mind and it would not go off easily :) So I set out for the SCUBA diving organized at Netrani island which is know for very clear water and visibility beyond 30 feet!
This was my first time at the diving, hence I had to undergo the initial training at the pool, and only then I would be allowed for later diving in the ocean. So started my exploration steps, enabling me trained for the deep ocean diving, so I can start exploring and wandering into the vast frontier for me! Answering so many unanswered questions meandering in my head and put them to rest. When I started for this adventure, little did I know that it would be an mind blowing experience, unraveling so many of nature's mysteries and definitely taking the adventure and adrenaline quotient a notch higher, so step on guys and let's go for a wandering of a different kind!
Enter the gear room, containing all the mind boggling apparatus..
My gear is ready now..
These are usually called Octopus, and do provide various pipes to breathe, inflate, deflate, support and pressure guage.
This is how they compress air, we were given 10 liter cylinders. and it's air, not oxygen! :)
Camera is all set to enter the water..
The initial training near the pool, yes you need to master the basics in pool before you are thrown out in the sea ;)
Getting trained to wade under water..
You bet, just change your attitude and the view, and you can pump that adrenaline while wandering!
And here comes my favourite gear, the True Wanderer helmet! :) Even the instructor was surprised! But glad to see bothe the safety apparatus together, cheers for safe riding!
YES! I am a True Wanderer!
Trying on the helmet along with the Octopus! ;)
All set to dive? This symbolises that you are OK!
Enter the ocean world at Netrani island, where the visibility is too good.. Remember my words of wandering below the sea level? This is what I meant by that :) Nothing blocks the mind of a True Wanderer, the blocks and the inhibitions are in the mind, break free, live wild and feel the moment! :)
Hope you enjoyed the colors under water! This is the view you deserve when you go that extra mile! :)
Cheers to True Wanderers...
Back in my room, reliving the moments, feeling the life again, can still feel the throb of adrenaline! Such a beautiful yet dangerous world out there! So much to see, and to wander! Life's too short, dont delay or you will regret!
I left Murudeshwar with an immensely happy mind, loaded with thrills which only diving can offer, now this is what I would call as notching up a level more! :) Still basking in the memories of colorful world that lies beneath the sea level, I came to the same turning on the national highway, where I bought tea and bun for the old man. I saw people gathered, in what probably seemed hit and run case scene. When I checked out, it was the same elderly gent whom I bought tea yesterday, he was lying dead under a tree. It was not an accident, just he calmly passed away. We checked his pockets and bag, as to know where he was from, who was he. But there was no details or anything that might indicate. I paid for his cremation, and started off, still wondering what it was. I spent one entire evening and a night, trying to decipher if there was something more to what he said, or was it just last minute banter.
So with a heavy heart I started driving through the beautiful western coast roads, towards northern tip of Karnataka's shoreline, just before entering the Goa. Though the route I chose, went through Gokarn(famous for the temple, OM beach, Paradise beach etc) and Sea Bird (Indian Navy's strong hold point), I really could not make my mind to visit any, the incidence with the old man was still haunting my mind. I just wanted to reach the destination for the night, i.e. the Devbag island and rest.
I chose Devbag island as my next destination, basically for the reason that the island lies in the ocean, secluded from all the chaos in the world. It provides you the chance to go back into time, live life on an island, observe the nature, understand it's ways and wander in a true sense. There is some thing more to it in this island of pristine golden sand, with graciously swaying Casuarinas, the clusters of Mangroves with their breathing roots jutting out or the deep blue Arabian sea. it has a touch of history and poetry too! Back in 1882, Rabindranath Tagore, rowed here in the moon lit night to cross the confluence of Kali river and the sea. Influenced by the moonlight and the gentle swaying trees and calm waters, he wrote 'Prakritir Pratishoota' (Nature's Revenge), a very dramatic poem and his very first play! As Tagore reflected later, this very poem was genesis of his literary career and all his later literary work were inspired.
"The beach of Karwar is certainly a fit place in which to realize that the beauty of nature is not a mirage of imagination, but reflects the joy of the infinite and thus draws us to loose ourselves into it" - Rabindranath Tagore, 1916.
Soon I was in the Jungle Lodges office, ready to visit the island. The ride was eventless and I was accommodated in the log house on the island. I spent most of the time remaining with photography and enjoying the nature. Discussing with the local people provided my with wealth of knowledge, adding on to the learning curve of my life. The nature around is so peaceful, and so silent, I did not even unpack, but took my camera and tripod and hit the shoreline to capture the fading sun.
It was night soon, with cool breeze wafting from the sea, and smell of ocean making me feel heady. The dinner was one more amazing experiences, with the focus on the freshly caught sea food and soothing bon fire right on the beach where I just picked up delicious food from the grill and sat on beach, enjoying the waves kissing my feet and returning back from where they came. The magical moments were created when the almost full moon came out of hiding and illuminated the entire beach! Imagine this, a near full moon night, bright stars lighting up the sky, a deserted shore on an island in middle of the sea, grill full of fresh food, warmth of the bonfire on the beach, combating the chill air from the ocean. Can you beat that experience? The magic it created is still fresh in mind as though it was just yesterday night!
The villagers informed me of the night visit of the jackals, trying to hop on the big crabs from the ocean. So I was waiting for a long time in the night for that sight, but to my bad luck I could not witness that activity. With the waves level increasing and my tiredness catching on to with me, I went back and hit the bed just before midnight. It indeed was magical evening.
On the way to Gokarn..
The dryness and the golden color highlighted by the sun were just too good, I spent an hour here, feeling the warmth, glad to be alive in this particular moment. It was very tranquil..
The rosds which I love! Serene, tranquil and lonely..
On the way to Gokarn, check out the light house..
Caged in the boat house? ;)
I would love to ride this road! Nothing would beat this experience, sadly I had to rush before the high tides kicked in, else... Anyways, there is always a tomorrow :)
A ship being built in Karwar ship yard, they did not allow me to go in check it out.. :(
The decomissioned armed naval ship is made a museum in Karwar, on the Tagore beach. A must see..
The bridge of river Kali :) This is the last part of Karnataka, youwould enter Goa from here, beaches like tha Palolem beach would come immediately in Goa..
Video of Bike riding across the bridge over River Kali
Yes sir, I do my part time duty also ;)
Pull up the anchor and leave the shore, till then you will never get opportunity to wander in new lands!
The dining are set in middle of Casuarina jungles on Devbag island..
From now on, I will let the pictures do the talking for themselves.. :)
Like I said, you will feel that entire island is for you! So stage is slowly getting set for a memorable sun set and magical night!
The grill, kitchen, bar and bon fire, RIGHT on the beach! :) What more can you ask for..
Can you beat this feeling? The feeling of being one with the nature, the ocean, which presented so many challenges and options to wander?
The almost full moon was blessing the night with soft rays and nice tides!
The ship being built in far off Karwar port, thanks to the tripod and 70-300 mm lens :)
The flame of a true wanderer, such nights give me a time to restrospect, to recall, to plan.. Nothing like a night like this..
Gear Five ::The tales of Golden Sands & Lush Greenery
Route taken :: Devbag Island - Kasavgadh - Karwar - Gokarn - Ankola - Magod Falls - Yallapur
“Wandering re-establishes the original harmony which once existed between man and the universe" - Anatole France
Day five started very early, just like the previous days. I feel getting up early in the morning gives a different perspective to our day to day life, you get to see the nature in a different light, the shades of color is different, the smell of air is pure and you mind is at it's performance peak :) I headed to the landing jetty on the island, to catch the glimpse of rising sun over the river Kali.
After witnessing yet one more magnificent sun rise, I started to circumnavigate the island's beach line on foot. Most of the places had to go in to the ocean and walk to over come the inability of the shoreline to provide the consistent travel way. And in return of all the efforts, I got to see the most amazing collection of nature's inhabitants, who share the same space as us, but are hardly visible. Major part of today is dedicated to the WANDERing in the woods and identifying the varied facts and inhabitants of the world which exists parallel to our world.
So let's hop on to the True Wanderer's guide for wandering in the woods. Before we scroll further down, let me tell you that these re on the verge of extinction and any efforts from us would only make this world a safe habitat for these co-residents. So do your best to preserve the world as it is, while leaving a place ensure that it looks the way you found it, for the next person visiting the same place has every right to see the way you saw. Do carry the plastic bottles and bags back with you, even if they do not belong to you. What if the person who littered does not have the sense, we have and we can do our bit to the nature!
The forgotten shorline of Devbag island..
A King Fisher
The soothing sun rise over River Kali
A jet going over head..
The Black Kite
A picture perfect sun rise :)
The Sand Piper
The Common King Fisher and the King Fisher in the same frame!
The Mangrove & the roots jutting out.. These are usually found in Marshy areas, so they have the tendency to hold on to sand, and hence prevent the sand erosion..
The brown River Crab
The Hermit Crab
The Sun Bird nest
The sea crab
Washed off sign board...
The end of the island towards the main land..
The hermit crab baby
The muscles of Mangrove..
The Sand Crab
Red ant home, do avoid this at any costs! :) The Devbag island is full of these, and believe me, it hurts like hell if you are bitten by it! :D
Fresh Oysters anyone?
The Sarpagandha Berries, very good for the blood pressure patients..
The nest of Brahmini Kite
The ant house
The poisonous mushroom..
The black Drango
The Seven Sisters Bird or the Jungle Bublar
The Red Ant house
Three Pied Bird
The Jungle Banana, usually it grows only during monsoons..
The black Cormanant
Jungle Crabs in the Marsh
Welcome to the land of marshes..
The quick sand, need to be very carefull around here, one careless step and nothing save you!
Live the life on the edge, the True Wanderer style!
The Jungle Tortoise
The White Bellied Sea Eagle & It's Nest
The Jungle Onions..
The Tree Spider..
Spotted a snake's head, so waited for some time for it to come out, guess was not that lucky..
The white Wag Tail
The next learning curve, riding a boat in the real ocean waves.. Learnt how to take the waves and what to do in case of roll out..
Ready to go island hopping? :)
Video of Me learning the art of riding the waves in the sea
The Devbag coast..
The Kasavgadh island, if you look closely, it does look like a turtle.. It has ruins of Shivaji's fort..
This looks like an elephant getting in to the water :)
Because there is a little bit of WEST in all of us!!
Setting the sail for the uncharted territories and WANDER! :) [Wish I could..]
Soon it was time to bid farewell to the Jungle Resorts on Devbag island, and head back to the forests and the hills. My mind was at peace after the amazing experience for last few days, where I explored and wandered in the beaches, oceans, islands and most importantly I had privilege to wander under the water also!
My next destination was Ankola, where I would be deviating from main stream National Highway in to little know road to Yallapur. And as fate would have it, I had to pass 'COW'ta again :) only for name sake this stretch is a National Highway, but I could make out the fact that it also served as walking and sleeping place for cows, continuous deviations due to repairs and bad patch of roads. These all did take much time to travel, rather than this, I would be glad to traversing in the jungle or mountain roads, which atleast give me the pleasure and happiness.
I was enjoying the nature and cruising on the highway, when I came across a person selling the wild bananas. He was standing right in middle of forest where there was not any house or any tourist place. Quite intrigued by this I pulled over and started a conversation with him, he did not understand Kannada or Hindi so the conversation proceeded in Konkani dialect.
Me - "Good evening sir, I see you are selling bananas in middle of jungle, what's special about it?"
He - "These are jungle bananas sir, taste one, you wont find them anywhere and they are fresh out of plants, totally free from any pesticides."
Me - "But I cant see anyone around to buy them, why sell here?"
He - "Back in woods I have my home, and I have medical issues, which prohibit me from travelling. So I stand here, waiting for tourists like you to buy fruits"
I bought some bananas, and while eating them he told how this money would help his grand son to go to school. I was quite moved by this discussion, back in the city we try to find ways to avoid the work and here people are struggling to find work and do with whatever they can find. He told me the way to go to Magod falls, and also mentioned presence of 'Jenu Kallu Gudda', which translates into 'A hill with rock full of honey combs' . He mentioned that I can witness a very nice sunset along with the view of entire valley!
So I rushed to Magod falls, where the Bedti river plunges down almost 200 meters in the two step fashion. Being late evening and not too frequented place, I sat there alone on the rocks, enjoying the view of the water falls, and mentally imagining the view of it winter time. Soon it was time for sun set and I headed to 'Jeny Kallu Gudda', and believe me it is worthy of every effort spent to get there. A warm and glorious sunset awaited me. But it started getting cold soon and I started back to hunt a place to hole up.
I could not find a proper place to pitch the tent, so I headed to Yallapur town. Yallapur is quite town on the edge of Anshi and Dandeli wild life forests, with some parts of it still holding on to the virgin forests. Unchalli Falls or Lushington Falls, discovered in 1845, is around 5 km away from the Heggarne village. Some of the prominent attractions in the region are the Vibhuti Falls, Mystery of the Burning Flame, Maskatti Rock Formation and Tribal Colony. Places like Kavadikeri Lake and Kalimath Temple can also be visited, while in Yellapur. I found a small place to stay but by the looks of it I did not find it safe for the bike and the luggage, so I requested the owner to allow my bike to be parked in the dining area, amidst the tables and he promptly agrees, what a generous gesture! Guess that's all for the day and time to hit the sack.
The sunlight filtering through the green leaves has something very special to it :)
Roads to die for, cornering freaks will kill themselves with the excitement of riding here!
The guy who was selling Bananas..
Picture taken while riding..
The Magod water falls..
Live on the EDGE, Wrangler..
Sunset at Jenu Kallu Gudda
The moonlit night in Yallapur..
When I topped at IndianOil in Yallapur, they gifted me this issue :)
Gear Six :: Call of the Jungle!
Route taken :: Yallapur - Sathodi Falls - Haliyal - Dandeli - Ganesh Gudi - Dandeli
“What you’ve done becomes the judge of what you’re going to do – especially in other people’s minds. When you’re traveling, you are what you are right there and then. People don’t have your past to hold against you. No yesterdays on the road.” – William Least Heat Moon
The day started with a visit to the beautiful falls of Satoddi Falls, also known as the Mini-Niagara of Karnataka. It is in the Ganeshgudi range forest. Several unknown streams converge near Kallaramane Ghat, plunge from a height of about 15 m to create a picturesque waterfall and then join the backwaters of Kodasalli dam built across the Kali River. The fall is situated in the middle of dense forests and a part of the road leading to the fall is an all-weather road but a portion, nearly one-third the distance, is not motorable during rains. Currently, the Satoddi Falls is on the verge of submersion. The Kodasalli dam built down the stream of the river is the cause for this danger and in consequence, the death of this beautiful waterfall. So do visit this place before it does get submerged.
Taking out my bike at 5 AM in morning through the dining area of the hotel ;)
Resting along the Kali river, what a view!
Near the Satoddi falls..
A small trek is needed to get to the Satoddi falls..
Presenting the Satoddi falls, soon it will not be available once the back water submerges it...
Wrangler Jeans - Tried, tested and proven..
The Golden rays of sun filtering down and blessing my ride!
Soon after that, my next plan was to get down the ghats, to head to little known village hamlets and visit the Siddi's. The Siddis of Karnataka are a tribe of African descent that has made Karnataka their home for the last 400 years. There is a 50,000 strong Siddhi population across India, of which more than a third live in Karnataka. In Karnataka, they are concentrated around Yellapur, Haliyal, Ankola, Joida, Mundgod and Sirsi taluks of Uttara Kannada and in Khanapur of Belgaum and Kalghatgi of Dharwad district. Many members of Siddis community have migrated to Pakistan after independence have settled in Karachi, Sindh. Recently, they have come into the limelight by Sneha Khanwalkar's soundtrack 'Yere' for MTV Sound Trippin'.
The majority of the Siddhis in Karnataka are descendants of Siddhi slaves who were brought from East Africa (mostly Mozambique) and Tanzania to Goa by the Portuguese, British and the Arabs between the 16th and 19th centuries. During the Goan Inquisition, some of these slaves were freed and some escaped into the forests of the neighboring Karnataka state. As the bulk of the Goan inquisition's records are now destroyed, a thorough reconstruction of the Siddhis' history in India and in Karnataka is very difficult. However, the few records that exist present a picture of oppression and ill treatment that the slaves were subjected to. A few of them, however, are also said to have escaped slavery. While most of them were victims of slave trade, some of them also were imported by the Nawabs in the 15th-16th centuries as military mercenaries. Others were sailors on the trade routes to the east.
The one factor which binds the Siddhis, irrespective of their religion is the Hiriyaru or ancestor worship. The dead are believed to be nearby, in the form of spirits. They are regarded as witnesses to be consulted by a family in all its concerns. On occasions like births, marriages and deaths, the ancestors are invoked. The home is organized around Hiriyaru, the spirits of departed parents. It signifies a remembrance of the parents, thanking them for their care over several years and also entreating them to keep a vigil over the family in future. It is obligatory for all relatives to attend the function, thus renewing kinship relations.
Hiriyaru worship may be performed twice a year by the 'Kartha'(head) of the family. It normally is held during the Navarathri festival in the first week of November. If this is not possible for some reason, it may also be performed in April–May during the other major festival - Holi. These obviously are not meant to coincide with the dates of the parents' deaths as the Siddis only observe the first death anniversary. Hindu Siddhis usually have elaborate functions to mark the event, but not so the Christian and Muslim Siddhis. - Borrowed from WikiPedia These are very shy people and to locate and speak with them did take quite an effort and taking the snaps even more :)
They are a very close knit community and family, helping each other in work and everything. They were building a house for a newly wed couple, and all the day people were smiling, laughing and joking while working. This is the kind of work culture that brings out the best in you :)
A typical home of Sidhdhis..
A couple proudly showing their cows..
They were very curious about my ride, what made me visit their hamlet and they were very happy to know that external world is aware of them and their culture!
After trip back to the Siddi's, I headed to Dandeli via the Haliyal route. The road is not great state, but nevertheless very scenic one, especially if you take the inner route via Bhagwati and Kulagi villages. The photographer's would relish and smack up this road with drooling looks :) My intension was to reach the place before noon, when the water is released from the dam, flooding the Kali river, so that the white water rafting can be done.
Rafting? Yes sir, it is the continuation of the making of wandering cocktails :) pumping up the volume of the adrenaline rush and make the biking more divine! So I reached the place just about lunch time and enquired for the rafting, only to get the bad news that I am the only guy now who is willing to go rafting as it is working day and no tourists to share with me. They would need minimum of 4 people to rafting. With a heavy heart I turned back, with half mind to travel back to Bangalore.
I was having lunch in Dandeli town, contemplating as to what I can do next and where can I go wandering when I got a call from the rafting team that 3 more people have signed up and the rafting is on! Yippeee! I shouted literally as I gobbled up the remaining food and started to search a place to dump my luggage and hit the river. I found a home stay on the edge of river bank approximately 5 km from the town. After keeping the luggage I went back to the town to park the bike and get into the jeep which would take us to starting point of the rafting.
The rafting is not as difficult as one can expect in Ganges or in Zanskar, but is pretty thrilling. And quite a good place to do the raft surfing, the art of gliding and surfing in the rapids with raft tilted in the wrong direction. I was joined by three people and luckily with a couple at the rafting site. As there was rafting competition between the armed forces stationed at Belgaum and Bangalore, there were two gates opened in full force in the dam. Indeed the unlucky day was turning into awesome day quite rapidly! This could have not happened without presence of sheer luck :)
After the mind blowing and adrenaline thumping experience, the wandering took me to the jungles around the Kali river. I met people, took photos, and the place being so rich in the flora and fauna, it did not upset me and provided ample opportunities for the interesting wild life photography. The icing on the cake is the python spotted in the night time, it did weigh 73 KGs and was approximately 15 feet long! Every minute spent in Dandeli was presenting a new adventure and thrill, and I was in no mood to head back to home stay. But soon had to, as the big day, the last day of the ride was turning up with the rising sun which was few hours away.
Cornering with luggage laden bike is not as easy as it may seem :) And my bike still has wounds from the cornering slide on Patni Top this year :)
On my knees! The lower I try to go, more exciting it becomes! ;)
The Haliyal Wild Life Sanctuary..
Met this guy and exchanged contacts, he is cycling in South India since 4 months and still has plans of 2 more months! Sigh, wish I could do that..
Welcome to the wild side of Dandeli! Hope you enjoy the wild life pictures taken while waiting for the rafting to start...
Soon it was time for rafting, we were taken in Jeep trail to Ganesh Gudi vilage which is approximately 25 km from Dandeli. The rafting started as soon as the dam gates where opened up.
This is where I get to pull aboard a lady who was slipping off the raft into the rapids, as captured in the image.
The rafting group after the hell of a ride!! :)
On the way back to the home stay in evening, I was very lucky!
Photo quality is not good as I had to take this snap on the go :)
Had to pass the forest areas to get to my home stay..
The lantern near the temple in the village was very much inviting for pic :)
And here comes the special guest of honor! A python which is approximately 15 feet long and atleast 75 kg in weight!
Gear Seven :: The Art of Moksha in Biking
Route taken :: Dandeli - Kulagi Nature Camp - Sintheri Rocks - Haliyal - Dharwad - Davanagere - Chitradurga - Bangalore
“Adventure is a path. Real adventure – self-determined, self-motivated, often risky – forces you to have firsthand encounters with the world. The world the way it is, not the way you imagine it. Your body will collide with the earth and you will bear witness. In this way you will be compelled to grapple with the limitless kindness and bottomless cruelty of humankind – and perhaps realize that you yourself are capable of both. This will change you. Nothing will ever again be black-and-white.” – Mark Jenkins
The sunrise came up with a promise of bright and sunny day ahead. I would be packing my saddle bags for the last time in this road trip. No longer would I be staying awake in loneliest of places, shivering in winds from down the canyons or the ocean, no longer would my road present breathtaking views and memorable experiences round every corner. This would be just flied away in and locked for the recollection later. Soon I would be riding to earn the daily bread, and witness the traffic being piled up in the jungles of concrete. The smog filled air would replace the wafting breeze from the jungles.
But I would return back, for the man whose mind lies with the mountains, oceans and the thrill, he would always find a way to come back. To feel the warmth of early morning sun, looking down at the fog lifting from the valleys, to witness the nature and last known places to discover the inner peace.
I had plans to visit Kulagi camp and Sintheri rocks before I made a move toward Bangalore. The routes to these are through preserved forest ranges, and hence you would need to pass through the check posts set at various entry points. Kulagi has a jungle nature camp, containing a cluster of log houses which looked very neat and costs are quite nominal. Only issue is these are pre booked and you have to have the booking in place, just cant barge in and get a place! :)
Sintheri on the other hand is geologist’s dream place and a tourist spot. A monolithic single granite stone with a height of 300ft with the river Kaneri flowing at its base, it’s a huge, massive limestone rock formed due to volcanic eruptions some zillion (how many is your wild guess!) years ago. It is named after an English lady called Ms. Cinthera who is believed to have discovered this place in the 20th century. A flight of 200 odd steps downwards lead you to the base where the river flows and you get to see a giant rock formation from the bottom. There are quite a few caves and carvings within itself, but is not accessible and permissible. It’s tall, wide and mesmerizing to say the least, wonder how they were created! Added to this there are numerous and numerous bee hives here and flocks of pigeons and smaller birds reside in the deep holes of the caves unseen to us. - With info from Huchchara Sante
Early bird, gets the worm.. That's what has been my motto throught out, because there is something very special about the few hours just before the morning. Be it a jungle, a desert, an ocean, a lake, or a road, each provides a different expereince and a feeling that cannot be described in words. When rest of world is sleeping around you, you have the privilage of having entire nature exclusively for you!
Kulagi nature camp, though it is located just on the edge of the village, it stll manages to provide the jungle feel and opportunity to be alone in the jungle. All the trek trails in Dandeli as well as the jungle safari start from this point.
Ceeber is perfectly at home in jungles, this machine has never ceased to amaze me.
Wrangler Jeans, gotta be one to have this view point!
The early mornig banter of the people going to work, the cold air eminating from the deep woods and the gladness withing you for having packed food on road side, priceless..
Perfectly at home!
Wrangler jeans - Made for the use, not to flaunt..
For a wanderer, mile stones dont mean much, it's not about just piling up kilometers on the meter, it's about feeling those kilometers..
A Wrangler's point of view..
The wild side of yourself..
A blessed morning is what you get for a final day! :)
Guess I was way too early :) no soul to allow me in to jungle, so had to wait almost 30 minutes for the range official to show up and allo me. They do not allow very early, because we might scare the animals watering in the lakes and rivers..
The ways of a wanderer, lonely, rugged, scenic and fulfilling!
Can you believe that such a deep forest exists just couple of hundred kilometers from the bustling streets of a major city?
One more post card worth image, courtesy CBR :)
Like I mentioned, Sintheri rocks is a natural collection of rock specimen, there are more than 15 varieties of stones show cased here, with description and details. I have mentioned two of them here..
Sintheri rock finally spotted, it has a river flowing just at the base of it, and over ages, this river has carved magnificent caves and cuts in the rock. But the beauty comes with a price, it is very dangerous place, slippery and sharp at same time, and has scores of people loosing their lives here.
I loved this place and the tranquility it imbibes in a person. SO soothing, serene and beautiful!
Only a wanderer is blessed with such a view..
CHeck out the under cut because of continuous flowing fast water..
There are numerous cave here, some visible, some hidden. But the forest department has forbidden for the people to enter here, firstly as it is tough ask and has cost people their lives, and importantly to preserve the nature..
Thanks to the water resistant jeans, I can ligterally dip into any water or splash! :)
Wranglers - Be the one with the nature..
The post cards keep continuing :)
The 'horny' look ;)
The 'Teppas', local modes of transport over a river, the biggest fun is when they start rapid twirling :)
A picture that speaks for itself!
Watching the River Kali flowing by..
My best companions ever, for each wandering I under take.. Cheers..
The wheels were the best innovation, be it on the road or off the road. And looks great with Wrangler Jeans any given time :)
Met the real hard workers on the way, they were toiling away in middle of the jungle, trying to make a potholed strip of dirt called road in to a proper one..
A lonely world..
Now I was entering the third variety of landscape, the flatlands of northern Karnataka. After the humid and cold areas of coastal Karnataka and jungles and mountains of Western Ghats, it was time to wade through the bright and sunny lay out. Next on plan was to join the Golden Quadrangle near Dharwar and head to Davanagere and Chitrdurga. Davanagere to satisfy my taste buds by gorging on the tasty 'Benne Dosas' (Butter Dosas) and to Chitradurga, because of the beautiful fort and the history that surrounds it. It was once the capital of Paleyagars with great history. There is a hill nearer to the city surrounded by seven fortifications and seven temples dedicated to Gopalaswamy, Sampige Siddeswara and goddess Ucchangamma. The place takes us to the ages of Ramayana. Jatayu, the bird, fell at this place after getting wounded during fighting with Ravana to save Sita Devi. The place also has importance considering Maha Bharatha. Bhima, one of the Pandavas, killed the Rakshas Hidimbasura here. There is Hidimbeshwara temple which is one of the oldest. Onake Obavva, the lady who killed many soldiers to safe guard the fort, has remained in the memories of local people with her heroism and patriotism.
But as fate would have it, the roads leading to Dharwar not in great condition and it was very late by the time I reached Chitradurga. With a heavy heart I bid farewell to the final day with some late evening snaps on the highway. Soon after couple of hours of serious riding, I managed to reach Bangalore my 9:30 PM. This brings us to the end of the ride that is going to change the course of my life.
The cotton fields of North Karnataka..
As i venture deeper in to northern part, I see the sugar cane fields ready for harvest.
A perfect home in a perfect setting!
A road like a life, everything seems to be black and white, but the end, it's all same!
A hamlet of the field workers working for the harvesting season.. You can see the granaries of grains stored up for next year..
Parts of north Karnataka are hot and arid, it was taking toll on the bike, so chose this spot to rest a while and chat with the herders..
When I initially spotted these cotton balls sticking out of a tree, I was intrigued and got down to check, but later realized that they were actually sticking to the tree after a truck loaded with cotton brushed against it :)
Finally back into the civilised world, now on it is going to be long sleepy ride till Bangalore. Sleepy because there are no twists and turns present on this road, and is a tarmac lover's paradise.. I feel having continuous challenges on the road keeps a rider alert and senses sharp :)
Video of cruising on the Golden Quadrangle
Probably a Bahubali temple, which I spotted during my return..
Yet one more set of people who ensure the safety of our rides, cheers..
I was cruising down the Golden Quadrangle route, feeling a little bored, when I spotted a small ice cream vendor in middle of nowhere! Glad to have a chat and comapny, along with cold milk shake, I got down and had a break here..
And the road goes on, there is alway's a way for the willing..
Can you believe that these houses have wind mills for themselves? ;) Kidding, just positioning them like that.. :D
My companions on my road, now dead and deceased :) The original plan was to cover up to Chitradurga fort, but could not do it due to fast approaching sun light. This would be one regret of not doing in this journey, but anyways, there is always a next time. So I stopped road side, clicked couple of snaps of the last sun set of this epic journey and bid farewell..
What a great journey it has been, True Wanderers is a great concept and a great show by Wranglers and xBHP, cheers to them..
Saying good bye for an awesome day and the ride, thanking the bike, the rider's way!
The wheels that have churned miles in some of the most unforgiving terrains and yet ready to take more on, unrelenting, un forgiving..
Wrangler Jeans has been a tough and by far the best competitor! When I started the ride, wanted to see who would give in first, is it the bike? Or the jeans or the rider? Answer is none, more than competing they held on to each other like they were perftecly matched! Glad to have this bike an dthese jeans which complimented each other and let me have the ride of my lifetime! I have tested these jeans extensively in rain, slush, dry, dusty, sea water, fresh water and rugged terrains, and the reslut is they have come out great!
The route taken is shown approximately as google could not get the driving direction to the places I chose! :)
Finally I am back home, after 7 days, 2158 kilometers, life time of memories and the joy of being a true wanderer. I started this ride with one intention, to achieve my Moksha on two wheels, to meet new people, learn something new every day, experience the adrenaline rush, show case the rich and vivid geography and cultures, spice up the adventure quotient, and most importantly to wander, explore and feel the moment. I have tried sincerely to do so, though all the words and images may not actually describe the experiences. But I do know how you can feel it, do plan a ride soon on the same route, am sure you will like it!
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Bonus Gear :: A tribute to Wrangler & Biking
I have titled this section as the bonus section, because my ride was starting on the 22nd November, 2012 evening at 4 PM and I had my entire day being ready for the ride. SO decided to use my little experience with the camera to come up with some visuals which promote riding, the event and the organizing brands.
My sincere thanks to Wrangler, xBHP, Myntra and Hoppr for this great experience, and an opportunity to have ride of my life. This is something from which our biking brother hood can benefit from. The rider's travelling to different corners of the country, exposing the local trends, spreading the awareness, educating the less informed and learning the new stuff. The biking fraternity is something that is at profit here, and true bikers and riders would definitely be highlighted in a light which they deserve and promote touring on two wheels. Long live the True Wanderer ways of life and long live the trend setters like Wranglers and xBHP.
PS: All the images below have only one thing, to promote and justify the opportunity bestowed upon me by the organisers, hope you like it.
Thanks for going through, all the visuals and concept are original and are done by me..