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Leh'd!

Finally, planned - postponed - planned - unplanned...series of Yes and No...year after years...finally a plan that took a shape to be executed...and finally it collapsed! Fourth year of Planning a Ride to the Top of the World(ly senses), and it Flopped when the guy who planned it - booked a bed in Hospital for some unknown disease that turned out to 'fresh water worms' but killed his plan!


When it starts to feel like cliche (like my life), I get to the point...I am leaving for Leh tomorrow morning! This time - NO PLANS! All I have got is a ticket to Jammu and a return ticket from Leh. What I will miss most on my ride is ofcourse you don't know and I won't tell, but Achtung! will for sure be missed a lot; but it's his fault - he didn't start the day he was scheduled to be packed and leave for Jammu; perhaps he didn't want to start it alone! Epic ride it is! (Btw, to those who don't know, Achtung! is my Bull - an RE TBTS 350.

What next? I don't know...all I have is leaves, ATM Cards, rucksack and camera bag (if I don't count the shadow I carry everywhere)...and I know it will be  hell of a trip!

Next year....trekking Zanskar with DoW and if possible Mansarovar!

I will try to post updates about the trip at Twitter and Instagram, if you are vella these days, may follow me out there.

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