the passion, few more factors act decisively while planning a ride. One such
factor, that mostly overpowers the enthusiasm, is Leaves’ approval! Plans to the RM2012 ride with other Bisons
suffered with the same tragedy when Locha and I had to start the ride together
a day later then the fellow Bisons. (For more on RM2012, click here)
Bisons left Mumbai for Challo
Dilli ride on 24th January. Locha aka Chemical Locha aka Amrrutraj and I had problems starting riding to Delhi on 24th January’s
morning. So, we planned to start it on late evening, and finally were able to
get on the road in the early morning of 25th only. Simple pan - 3days
to RM2012, we planned to catch the first contingent at/around Udaipur and then
ride ahead together.
Saddled up and all geared, we met
at our usual rendezvous – Fountain Plaza, Dahisar at around 4:45 AM. Minutes
there, some time spent on route ahead, we met brothers from Inddiethumpers.
Hugs and mobile numbers exchanged and we hit the NH8 towards Ahmedabad. Our
plan for the day was to take detour towards Ambaji/Abu Road at Himmatnagar and
|Locha hoisting Bisons' flag|
It was quite a cold morning; we
could feel the bite inside our riding gears through the winter liners. We did
some 130 kilometres in 2hours of continuos ride before halting for a chae-break. We were few tens of miles
from Maharashtra -Gujarat border and Sun was still to rise officially in east.
Bisons’ flag was hoisted proudly on our bikes and we were again on the highway.
Entering Surat had its own charm. We were climbing over an overbridge when a
flock of birds came to fly with us with the rising Sun in east – something that
though couldn’t be clicked, would be cherished forever! Locha has asked me to
stop for a heavy breakfast only, and I got the message to ride hard before the
next stop. A pleasant weather on our side allowed us to ride over 190
kilometers in a single stretch before we stopped for breakfast near Bharuch. We
would have ridden more, but traffic jam at Bharuch-bridge compelled us to take
a pit stop. To our bad luck, that road side dhaba
didn’t have anything to feed our appetite except some farsaan and cups of chae.
Disciplined rider Locha came to rescue us with the dry-fruits he was carrying
and as usual I was there to munch upon! :)
Crossing the jam and then
Vadodara, we took the old NH8 route from Vadodara to Ahmedabad. Mid way we
stopped for lunch as I had badly started feeling hunger pangs! Our first
realization – There are ‘almost’ NO non-vegetarian resturents/highway dhabas in
Gujarat! Even Muslim-run joints were especially vegetarian. Not a problem to
me, Locha had to suffer those two days! Back to riding, Achtung declined to
ignite as we left the dhaba we had our lunch at. Few nuts tight, carb checked,
spark cleaned, it responded – but we had a troubled ride till we somehow
reached a bullet-mechanic at Khanwadi, little off Ahmedabad ring-road. The
mechanic was a Muslim, and had a small shop with big board Laxmi Auto. No Comments! That guy did the magic, and
Achtung was back to its fitness. Culprit was the loose ignition panel! We then
rode comfortable till Himmatnagar junction from where we had to take the left
turn on SH9 towards Amba ji. Achtung was shivering for some reasons that when
we looked upon carefully led us to loosened petrol-tank bolts. To scare us
enough bolts were actually quite loose, to save our souls they were not
complete off! Tightened, we hit the state highway when the ignition problem recurred.
Managing somehow we were riding 60-80 kmph towards Amba ji when Sun wished us
good night and the real nightmare of undisciplined lane-riding from opposite
side started haunting us. Forced cornering and close passes with insane
drivers, through dark jungle and biting cold and a troubled Bullet, we entered
Amba ji gate at around 8:30 PM and called it a day at 710 kilometres from where
|kadhi-pakoda at Ambaji|
Bikers’ rule, hit the first best
place to stay and stay! We did the same, a little enquiry with the guard at
gate and we stayed at the very first hotel entering Amba ji, ISKON Amby Valley.
Hot bath, another round of pure-veg food, we hit the cozy bed to rejuvenate
ourselves for another long day of riding. (Locha
did spent sometime with office-on-ride, but it’s not worth mentioning ;)
Next morning, we visited Amba ji
temple. The temple has got some mystical energy, Archana enlightened with the
knowledge. I don’t know why, but I again voluntarily got caught by the thugs
that serve temples these days and completed the visit ceremoniously (or
something like that)! We rode back to our hotel, saddled up and kicked start
our bulls only to know that rear-tyre of Locha’s bull was flattened. He rode it
somehow to a nearby puncture-mechanic, who like most of “general” mechanics
refused to touch the ailing bull, and referred us to another one.
Interestingly, both the mechanics were Mallu and Locha easily managed to get
his job done! Meanwhile I searched another bullet-expert, Bhawani Auto, there the
guy actually talked with Achtung and
found that the air-pipe was loosened, sucking much of air from outside! Another
nut tightened, and we were flying on the highway.
|Locha posing at Amba ji's Exit gate|
|Om Bana aka Bullet Baba|
Our Day 2 target was to visit
Bullet Baba’s Temple and then reach Jaipur by the night, some 550 kilometres. But, we had started late and we were destined
to pay the price. Passing through heavy city traffic at Abu road, we took NH 14
towards Pali via Sirohi. Some 200 kilometres of ride, we had to take NH65 from
Pali towards Jodhpur. Bullet Baba’s Temple is located at about 25kilometers from
Pali Naka towards Jodhpur, near Khairla (25.891195N, 73.19905E; Google
Maps). Bullet Baba aka Om Bana is very famous in this region.
There is a mythical story attached to this temple. It’s said that Om Bana met
an accident while riding his Bullet 350 some 21 years back, then a series of
mystical things happened, like disappearance of Bullet from Police station and
found back at the site of accident. Overwhelmed, local people established the
place as a shrine to Om Bana and his Bullet too.
|Bullet Baba's Bullet|
I am not very religious
, but I do have faith in some Supreme-being. But, worshipping some
person, without actually knowing him the Socrates’ way, is not my deal! Inside
the temple, I wasn’t sure what should I wish and the only thing I could was
‘bounty of miles to ride’! We saw hoardings that none is allowed to drink or
distribute alcohol in the compound, though local people told us that the liquor
offered to Bana shouldn’t be taken back and be distributed to other devotees.
Again, No Comments! And, yes I liked listening folk songs sung by kids for Om
Bana, though couldn’t understand a single line.
|Folk singers at the Temple|
En route Ajmer, a roadside small
building caught our attention. We noticed thousands of birds, mostly parrots
and pigeons. That place was especially built to feed the birds. What an oasis!
As short break, few clicks, few deals finalised (of course by Locha) and we were again on road towards Ajmer.
|Pretty parrots, have you seen that red and grey faced parrots|
Some 20kilometers before entering
Ajmer, I started feeling hunger pangs. Discussion on wheels, we stopped at a Rajasthani
dhaba. While having a
rurally-sumptuous and delicious dinner we unscrewed the caps of engine-oil tank
to cool it too. It was already dark when
we hit the road again and had to stop after few kilometres to attend the call
from 1st battalion. Advised to halt near Ajmer that night, we kicked
the bulls to start again. Our foot slipped and both of us got bad back-kick by our
bulls, probably it was dew that played slip-game. Another halt at some
50kilometers near a naka, we noticed we have been marking the highway with our
engine oil as we forgot to screw the cap back where we had our dinner! Screwed
by the screw that kicked us too, a jugaad
was done using handkerchiefs and wood log, and later a size 27 bolt! A lesson
of lifetime (that had been learnt by the
1st battalion a day before and yet to be by Deelu dada while riding
back to Mumbai – twice!).
Few more kilometres and we stopped
at Panghat Hotel, the first hotel we found. It was certainly an overpriced
sleazy hotel, but what other option we had with that size-27 screw and dripping
engine oil! 450 kilometers to the day, we had a round of chae and then retired to bed.
Geared well next morning, with
our bulls cleaned by its own 20W50 Motul engine oil, shining satirically, we
called other Bisons staying near Jaipur. They were about 250 kilometers ahead
of us, and following inch-to-inch navigation provided by our very own Monty ji, we could meet them by noon.
Hugs (and kisses) and heavy brunch,
the entire Bisons crew roared together towards Dilli! Daku, a Bisons based in
Delhi, rode about 100 kilometres from his territory to welcome us midway and
lead us to RM venue. As we entered Manesar, on the outskirts of Gurgaon, heavy
non-sense traffic welcomed us with chilling cold! Amazing was to meet Vikram
Pai too, who did Love Thy Neighbour -
an exemplary ride, atleast to me!
|somewhere on Jaipur-Delhi Highway|
We entered RM 2012 as Bisons – a
new born Club that has already clocked thousands of miles and is full
enthusiastic about the times yet to arrive! Amazing was the entry, after a year
long time, to meet the old folks and experience the new saga, to witness the
Brotherhood – that we are so damn proud of!
|Proud and Young - Bisons!|
Friends, Bullets, Modifieds,
Clubs and a lot more was waiting for us at RM 2012, the first ever Delhi-RM! To
know, what happened at the RM2012, stay connected…………
And, if you too rode from your
city, Mumbai, Nagpur, Chennai, Ranchi, Hyderabad or Shillong or so, do share
with us your riding experience…you know
for the riders experience matters!
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Wow Punit.. superb story man - bullet, buddies n bisons.. lRespect!! :)ReplyDelete
rock on guys!! To more such thrilling adventures!! :)
It's always good to have encouraging visits and comments :)ReplyDelete
Do you ride a Bullet? If yes, or if planning to, do ride with us....we are specialized in making friends too :))
Thanks for stopping by, do visit again,...
Nice reading the adventure...lovely captures too!ReplyDelete
Thanks Kalyan, glad that you liked the post and the pictures :)ReplyDelete
Do you ride a bullet too?