Showing posts with label Group Rides. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Group Rides. Show all posts

Group ride to Karde Beach, Dapoli

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I have found out that there ain't no surer way to find out whether you like people or hate them than to travel with them.....Mark Twain

Had been to a short and relaxed ride in a group last Sat-Sun to Karde beach, Dapoli.

Some highlights of the trip:

*Bad luck struck at the start when Abhimany's LB 500 had a puncture- not one but both tyres flat. No 19" tube available, stretched up an 18"er. Lost more than an hour.

*Meeting up with everyone and Kantibhai- being his first ride he was on a safer and slower side, but then amazingly picked up to match the group's speed. Hats off!


*Sanket joining us on the move unawares- he wasnt confirmed for the ride.

*Kashedi Ghat...the ascend from Poladpur is awesome, descend has become a bit patchy.
*Group scattered on internal roads to join back again near Murud.
*Saniya Resort- though doesnt look like one- but a secluded and calm place. Worth recommending.
*Harnai fish auction- bought lotsa prawns and surmai.



*All the fish tastefully cooked to everyone's satisfaction.
*Amit Ved joining us in the night at Dapoli riding all alone through the narrow and scary roads.
*Crackers by Sanket and Kantibhai by a small bonfire- used petrol and whisky to keep it going.

*Squeezing up into two rooms- not that more rooms were not available, we decided to adjust. The lady was shocked to see such a turnout- I had only confirmed for 6 people and we were 11.

*Glen and Revel leaving early morning missing out on the unforgettable Dolphin watching.

*The wonderful and long boat ride and the Dolphins being so close all around us was the treat of the ride.




*Delicious poha for breakfast.

*A short ride on Karde beach.
*Breath-taking view of Anjarle beach and village from Harnai.



*Ride back through narrow but wonderful roads till Khed and a ridiculous lunch at Khed.

*Me somehow managing to ride back till Palaspe from Dapoli before my bike gave up at Palaspe.

*Being towed for 20 kms behind Abhimany's LB500 till Vashi to Revel's place.


An eventful ride and every minute was worth its value in the company of friends- I wish only if my bike would have held on.

HERE's the complete set of pics.

Sunday burst to Malshej

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We shall return home as better friends than we started our tour...........Stein Morten


Another Sunday hinting on a boring day that would pass away faster than I could think. To put the time to best use is of course riding in my lawbook- so here I go on a short bust with Alkesh and Sarang, and colleagues Swapnil and Nilesh.

We meet up at Thane and after having a small breakfast at Murbad proceed to our nearby destination in the hills called Malshej.


A few clicks for poses.


A few for the straights


...and a few for the curves


Some serene moments absorbing the warm sunlight in the cool mountain breeze.


To some off the road places leaning over the edges.


A refreshing dip for our bikes


To a refreshing lunch for ourselves at MTDC.


Great climate, lovely roads, beautiful scenery and the best part- great company of friends...made it worth a day's outing


A short collection of memories HERE

Slush splash to Rajmachi

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“If adventure does not wait on the doorstep, climb out through the window”...........Loesje

A solo outing for an earlier aborted event transformed into an amazing group ride. Arjun, Glen, Parimal, Revel, Khaleel, Amit Patil (suprise turnout) and myself started towards Rajmachi for a different kind of ride, never done by us till date- at least in a group.

The first halt at Rishabh's for breakfast. Being a Sunday and early morning departure- empty tanks were obvious.


Warming up the tyre profile on the edges, twisting through the Khandala section and short high speed sprints on the expressway takes us to Lonavla exit and finally to the Rajmachi split from Summer Hill Hotel entrance.

Ocassionally halt for Glen and Revel who were clicking most of the photographs at the tail and at the same time enjoying the lovely view all around.

End of the tarmac and its about time to rattle plastic on our bikes, whipping up the cream on the road and go around splashing like kids.

A halt on the way before we get going again for some serious fun.

Mr. Dharve's balancing time is up and he goes for a nice splash in the slush. A compiled moving frames of the adventure.
Everyone at crawling pace, at their attentive best to counter every twist in the tail with the rear tyre going for ice-skating.
Mosquitoes were a big issue, open up the visor and they are all over your face. Was in no mood for blood donation, but in the process lost balanced and CRASSSHHHHED! Nothing serious, just a block of mud on the RVM.
Now starts the fun.....the pics say it all, don't they?


With tonnes of slush and mud loaded on the bikes in the process- we were facilitated by the streams to shed a few of it.
Just when we used to think, that its over- we had another monster to get over.


Pushing each and every machine till the top...this had to happen.

Coming across glimpses of paradise on the way.


And finally reaching the base of Rajmachi fort. Looks small, but its hell lot bigger.
All drenched, whats better than a hot cup of tea.

No one was spared....everyone was part of the crash course..some were captured on lens and some were not.

Amit's bike went into hibernation and refused to start. Swapped his and mine battery and thankfully it worked or else would have been a nightmare going back (look how dead Khaleel is).

Accoustics and visual treat offered by a horde of 4x4s..the Gypsies look lovely dont they?
It was going to be a similar stressful ride on the way back, but comparatively subdued owing to lesser ascends this time.

Three pairs of shoes were destroyed during this venture. I was lucky to borrow and extra pair lying in Amit's bag. Parimal's oversized Woodlands couldn't survive the torture. Poor guy had to face all the torture and bought a pair of floaters from Lonavla to ride back home. Revel somehow managed with his torn pair.
Dropped into a malvani restaurant at Lonavla and ate like demons, though the food was nothing great to talk about.

Was an amazing ride, something we never tried before. Bikes took some battering and luckily didnt break down on any front. The only regret being of not having trekked Rajmachi, but come winters- I'll be there on top. It will just for the trek then not the ride- the hangover is not going to go away so soon, not at least for another 2 years. Maybe then we'll be heading for another chocolate treat.


Three cheers to everyone who were part of it- at one point of time fatigued to the core, but all smiles after the trip.
The route (for info, if anyone's interested): Mumbai-Panvel-Khopoli-Khandala. Take the Lonavla exit from the expressway. Ride on till you see a sign board of Summer Hill hotel and a small descend. Carry on with the road till you hit the fork. Take left and continue- there are no diversions to confuse. Later deep into the forest, you'll come across a fork with a board reading "RASHTRIYA VANIKARAN KAARYAKRAM" (written in Marathi). Take left and enjoy the journey till Rajmachi. Like us if you are taking a motorcycle- its no way that you can make it all alone in rains, absolutely no chance. You need at least 2 guys to push the bike up. Might sound funny, but taking a strong rope would be helpful- pulling the bike up with a rope would be much easier than pushing the bike up the hill on slippery surface. Apart from all the tiredness and fatigue, its an adventure worth to be done at least once.

The memories HERE