Motorcycle diaries

Stumbled upon these photographs of the ride to Konkan 2 yrs back. I am shamelessly picking up details from N's blog .

Date: 26th Jan-29th Jan 2007
Ride: 2 Bullets
Kms: 996 kms in 3 days
Starring:
1) N a.k.a - "onsite"- slowdown or not, our man is either in the US or Australia pimping his company to the goras. Bitches about it whenever he has the chance.

2) P a.k.a - "Boss man" - Onsite's ex-boss and good friend

3) A a.k.a -"The Guru" - more weird than most I have met. We worked together in Dubai in 2005.

4) Me



Waiting for the rest. First stop. Breakfast.








En route







Best ghat ever. Roads curve, smooth as silk and one-way.






Lunch/Dinner for most part of the trip







Konkan at night







Bullet on the water. Saved ourselves 2 hrs with this river crossing. With the boatman pissed drunk a bit scary.







The beaches of Chiplun









"The Guru" and I







Video: Listen in.....

Tempers running high on the first night. Lousy route planning did us in.

Traffic cops

The disadvantage of riding a Bullet is that all cops assume that you have tons of money. What they fail to understand is that we SPENT all our money buying the thing. I tend to stand out in a crowd (for all the wrong reasons) cause ride a MH-12 registration Bullet in Hyderabad, had the exhaust changed to get a louder thump and am constantly yelling at fellow riders. My luck finally caught up with me last evening when I got pulled over by a traffic cop. I assume the havaldar was new to the force with his Inspector saab pulling people over about 15 feet away. This is how the conversation went...

Cop: License, PUC certificate, NOC. (All originals are in Pune btw)

Me: Saar, I have sent all the docs to Pune RTO for the NOC. Here is my license though.

Cop: There is a fine of Rs. 1200 for not having a NOC

Me: (Agitated) - The Pune RTO is asking me for money to give a NOC and you wanna fine me for not having one. I am new to this city and this is how you treat me? (been here for 14 months now)

The cop was taken aback returned my license and uttered the 3 words we all love to hear when pulled over...

"KUCH CHAI PAANI"

With my wallet Rs. 30 lighter I squeezed the trigger before his Saab could come over for his share.