Day 1: 19th April2013, FridayA day before I took all my luggage to my relative's place at Sahibabad, from where I decided to start the trip. This way I saved my self 30 kms, which I would have traveled more, had I started from my home at Ranibagh
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We decided that me and Chandan would start from our respective places at sharp 5 am, me from Sahibabad and Chandan from Sector -62, and then we would all meet up at a Left Turn after Raj Nagar Extension. On the way Chandan also had to pick up Gaurav Sir from Ghaziabad.
It got a little late to sleep that night and I only managed to get a sleep for just 3 hours before the alarm in my mobile woke me up at 4:15 am. Now I had 45 mins to get ready and also had a mighty task of fitting my three bags on the Beast. I had purchased two Bungee ropes for this purpose and those two definitely proved very handy all along. I got ready and was all excited and got downstairs in the Garage, where my Bike was also waiting for the journey. Ideas come to you naturally in the mornings and that morning also an Idea struck my head on how to tie those two Bag Packs on the Bike. The picture below shows how I tied those bags on my bike in a very secure and safe way for the whole journey. I didn't want to carry the BagPacks on my shoulders, all thanks to the learnings I received by reading other Biker's stories, there is always a chance of complication and finger numbness later if one carries bag pack on his shoulders for longer duration of time.
So, the bags got attached. The meter reading was set to zero
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Finally I wore my knee and elbow guards, gloves and Helmet and at 5:15 am I pushed the ignition button and took the name of God and yes within no time I was on the road, yet again riding for my another long trip. The morning was perfect, It was clear and a cool morning breeze was blowing. I took my earphones( in-ear earphones are very dangerous while riding, so I took those old earphones). I was listening to one of my favorite songs by Audioslave and the lines made the pleasure two folds "I am not your rolling wheels, I am the Highway".
I crossed Raj Nagar extension, within no time I reached our rendezvous point where other two bros were waiting, took few photographs while praising the morning in a chorus.
Now we were 3 and the other bro Tyagiji, as everybody calls him with love, would join us at Meerut, his starting point.
So, After riding and cruising for another hour or so we reached Meerut and Tyagiji joined us.
Full strength of the team was achieved and now with everybody on board, the journey to the queen of hills started. My luggage was intact on my bike but other bikes were not getting hold of the bags in a correct manner and we had to stop from time to time till half of the way when we finally got hold of them in a right way.
While riding through farms or open villages it is advisable not to expose any body part not even fingers. Because various kinds of insects and flies fly around and they can bite you hard any time. That's what happened and something bit Gaurav sir on his tiny finger and we had to stop. We were riding effortlessly on Toll road as it was butter smooth road but because of that incident we had to stop. Apart from that issue it was a welcome break as we rode 50-60 kms since meerut. We again took that stoppage as an opportunity to click few photographs.
After this we again started and our next halt was at Haldiram to fill our own tanks i.e to have a breakfast. We bikers stopped and got us filled up with Aloo Puri, Haldiram's trademark chole Bathure and Raj Kachori.
So, stomachs were well fed and we were on our bikes riding again and then toll road ended, just after Muzzafarnagar. And now the road started testing us
. That road appeared smooth and then just when you speed up, suddenly a well(very deep pit) comes from nowhere and your machine and you get on the verge of drowning inside it
. Also only one side of the road was accommodating the traffic of both ways. So, bikers weren't able to get their small share of the road and we had to do off-roading from time to time. In this pitted riding process the bags were again started to move to one side of one of the Avenger and then we stopped again to fix those.
This time again the perfection was not achieved and we would stop once again to correct this. But after this stop we managed to again temporarily fix the luggage like the snap shows below
Traffic density was increasing with each passing Kilometer and in the mean time we reached Haridwar. In Haridwar traffic was touching its peak and because of lack of wide road, traffic police face a hard time managing the traffic. In Haridwar we took our first snack break. It was a small roadside establishment near Chotiwala restaurant in Haridwar. At that time we were feeling a bit tired after crossing that horrendous road after toll and the heavy traffic of Haridwar. We spent atleast half an hour there.
After getting a much needed break we started again and went past the traffic of Haridwar and rode scattered from one another. And then with just 3 hour of sleep at night, I started feeling fuzzy and sleepy. On a straight road I fell asleep for a second or two and then I decided to stop and took a thumsup and only after getting refreshed I got back on road. We took another stop at Lacchiwala Reserved forest. It was more like a picnic spot and a water park with no water rides, just a pond filled to swim and have fun.
Wasting not much time there and with some eating we came back on our original route and we got passed beautiful city of Dehradun. There were lots of nicely built homes along side the roads. Dehradun and Massoorie are also famous for some of the best boarding schools in the country, and also the prestigious IMA(Indian Military Academy). For the last time in Dehradun we stopped to fix the bags again and this time we got it correct and the after Dehradun suddenly slight curves and little climbs started and then we realized we've finally reached the hills. Once in hills all the tiredness gets over and new energy come into you and you start enjoying the thing for which you've come so far and that's what we were feeling.
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