Monday, 4 September 2017

A road trip to mussoorie…..

Call it either excursion or expedition or circuit run at first, but it’s like cheesy crust with diluted sausage on a granular bread base till end......an unlocked secret of six souls who were so excited that they even forgot to ask their base before tasting it.

It all started with a hot tea in winter evening when three from six of us just planned and asked others to move in. Without giving any second thought it was just all in move asking for the next moves where the best part comes because neither a plan is executed nor is framed, a straight thought giving you to just pack and move with the first light of the morning, the other day.

An unplanned long weekend in the flake-freezing winter of December and our itch to go someplace took us on a long road trip from city of nawabs to the queen of hills. So we fuelled up our little babies and hit the roads. The distance of 1380 km both ways and each other’s goofy company. It couldn’t have gotten better than that. Many destinations were covered in between but the black tar road with white strips was the main thrill. Route map includes-
Lucknow               →            Bareilly              →          Moradabad           →      Haridwar 
Kempty falls         ←           Mussoorie        ←           Dehradun             ←     Rishikesh  

So, speaking of the shadows of our mischief, it all started on 22nd december,’2016’ booking the early birds at sharp 6am. When our 3 roadbusters carrying 6 nomads started with the slight self-start, headlights on & engine on roar, the wanderers just started to scream & yell throughout the way passing from our township. Since it was December morning, stage 1 just started from fog & mist after 25km on main NH freezing the hell out & giving doubts of back off, as there is no clear vision of road after 1-2m, but we passed the black brownie road collecting the hot cup bounties at check points. Stage 2 comes at 100km, ohhh! The insurance policy breakdown for long run. Yes you heard right change of tyres and fill ups were done for the smooth run, because after this the NH24 diversed our challenge, the stretch of whole 270km is full of breakdowns and diversions of the roads but was easily covered, Maigalganj our first safehouse after 6hrs of ride, the chai samosa with roshogulla in kullhad -was a perfect stop. Charged and loaded, we kick started again on our route covering tolls plazas, fuel stations and experiencing the serenic beauty of our towns. The thrill and excitement in all is above buoyancy mark. Crossing our way through Bareilly from basic city traffic and market we crossed the barrier of 400km mark and many check points concluding it to be the most dangerous level of our route from the morning sessions.

Now is the time when we get to hear the perfect sound of our bikes buzzing all around in our ears from past 7-8 hrs. After crossing Bareilly our stage 3 started, the expressway from Bareilly- Moradabad which is full of speed and velocity, say flashpoint. The road is like grip to the wheels, speed got momentum, and thrill went to just double trouble. The speed was boosted to 110-120km/hr throughout the circuit with a bypass hault on second safehouse at Moradabad. The best part includes the free passage at every toll plaza and the chase, yeah the chase!!! Our riders are just killing the streets to every inch of it crossing every wormholes. After the whole tiring day to eve ride for almost 14-15 hrs continuously, we just chose a spot, a spot to eat, to rest and fill the flesh lost on our asses, give rest to our bikes since they have achieved much respect.

A huge respect to our pulsar, avenger and twister and our legends including ankur, prasoon, Khalid, Gaurav, kushagra and myself samya.

Riding during a day is a day-dream come true but during nights is like you are the only one moving for invasion. Night ride is the best experience for me when I and my mates just put the earphones ON listening to old classics and 90s romantics while crossing the dense forest route with no street light and sky full of stars. The challenge has started again, stage 4 has taken its form, its Uttrakhand now!!! Route is dark, cold is approaching us like beast and less vehicles on the route, reminding of some shady movie, and still we beat the heat out of us and explode our engines towards Haridwar. Around 11pm (80km before Haridwar) comes a destination named Nigoha, here we settled for cup of tea and huge plan for next day. Reaching around 1am on 23dec,’16’ at haridwar checking for the first time at hotel after long run for almost 20 hrs- a moment of silence was there when we laid first and then suddenly comes a huge smile and suddenly silence went on violence of smiles thinking, what the fuck actually we have done!!!!! It was like a moment on moment. We came out to eat and enjoyed the current of Ganges and then silently went on sleep mode. The day started with a bath on currents of Ganges and then after huge breakfast we move on for our next spot Rishikesh.

The perfection and beauty of nature is at its best, hills have started, valleys are appealing, rocky bridges and some flow of Ganga all around was way worth a watch. The thrill and blend of adventure is at its best with our roadbusters giving clear shot of every spot inch by inch, it’s like entering Earth-2. Roads are way to smooth to ride with mixture of cuts and diversions, scary highway buses, slopes and uphill stretches are far more beautiful when covered. Covering Rishikesh and then Dehradun bypass it clocks us around 3-4 pm of 23rd, from here on the road was a dream to ride on.

The Queen of hills, Mussoorie at elevation of around 6700ft at 32 km from Dehradun is so perfect for ride with its scary diversions and slight edgy curves merging in valleys perfectly, the uphill ride was the perfect ride throughout the trip, so scary and scenic at same point that it gives us bang-bang feeling… To go on and on. At perfect 6:45pm we landed on top, it was a place worth a watch, perfect shops, girls, hills, cold and maggi- a perfect mixture of every leisure and luxury. Our luxury got on 7star when we get the suite booked for us- at so economic rates. We then after refreshing and charge up get on the walk for hills, the mall road, the weather was at its peak as perfect, the sky appears exactly clean and awesome full of stars, the mall road is filled with elements for leisure and is maintained well- a walk to remember.
Next day on 24th dec,’16’ we left the hotel and headed towards our last destination i.e., kempty falls. The early bird was again booked as the traffic on the road is very less and we just went through it. Reaching the arena, we decided to just trek the cliff in search of its origin. The trek was awesome with no gears and safety cares, since the plan to trek the cliff was random- it just became a moment again. On the way back, we just landed in the pool out of our excitement, we stayed, we played and just nailed the clock- tick tock tick tock. One best moment also include the saving of 150km petrol of all bikes- yeah we just did that, the best profit of hills.

At our way back to home covering all the round routes, the best memory is between Bareilly to Lucknow- a perfect light crime in deep shadow. After leaving the dhaba from Bareilly around 1:30pm on 25th dec,’16’ in deep fog blanket we headed with an aim to reach Lucknow at 7am. The riders just started with all ghost lights on and sirens on loud with a constant speed of 60-70km/hr. The blanket was so thick that even the beast buses are our back and we are their guides on the roads, oh man that moment was like sniper on head, looking for a perfect trigger, after long excursion through the whole way, the sniper got us out but from the different spot. We got ourselves knocked out at a diversion and then the moment where whole NH of 77km at end we just covered on eyes closed.

A perfect trip to remember, the map of this ride will always be there in my mind- our first road trip…This trip for me is far more than visiting some far-flung exotic destination. It’s about exploring the unknown. It gives every means of a trip from disconnecting to connecting from people to place and places to adventure. Other times, it simply means to me like exploring my own country and learning to appreciate where I came from.

1 comment: