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Thursday, November 02, 2006

Makronahalli Dam (RTMC)... Continued

We continued to enjoy the ride for some more time. After few Kms we were supposed to take a left turn to reach the dam. Slowly every one stopped there one after the other, for no reason. I guess some of the riders were expecting few more friends to join who might had started late from the city. Anyway It gave me an opportunity to buy a film roll. Otherwise I would had missed some interesting shots during the later part of the day. From there we started off without the Point or Sweep. It is a good road but just one lane. Within no time we reached the dam. We took the mud road so that we could park our bullets on the dam. We reached the destination so quickly! Well... the thirst for bullet riding is insatiable :)

Makronahalli

It was a scenic landscape... dam was not full and the water was inviting us from a distance... on the other side there were nice long trees giving it a nice pattern to the landscape... the sky was blue with a lot of beautiful white clouds... unlike the start of the day it was just sunny... over all it was one of those perfect scenes one will remember. I left everything on my iron horse and walked towards water with my camera. Walking on the edge of the dam and clicking some nice landscape shots was a pleasant experience. Two of the riders (Das & someone) started roaring their bullets directly towards water, very interesting scene. It got even better when they realized that the whole area to be a marsh. With a great difficulty they managed to find some hard surface and parked their bullets. Seeing these two fellow riders doing an adventure few more got excited and started on their bullets. Trying to be helpful the first pair of riders started waving at others to stop and convey not to come any further. Well... who listens, everyone wants to learn it hard way. But finally they managed to stop themselves at a safe distance on a safe patch of hard land. After walking all the way to the water I met these two guys, one is into photography (Shrikanth) and the other one (Jagdeep) a designer. I had my nice time clicking the landscape with the iron horse in the foreground. We slowly started walking back only to find a very interesting happening which delighted many of us for the next one hour or so.

One of the members of RTMC came in his Chevy Forester with his wife and small baby. Seeing the bullets and riders close to the water, he drove his SUV straight into a marsh. It has AWD, which is supposed to be safe for any terrain, may be not for this kind of marsh. The more he revved, the more deeper the wheels were getting into the mud. Most of the riders were very helpful and tried their best to get the vehicle back on to a safe ground. Everyone tried their own techniques... few gatered small stones to put under the tyres... few shook the vehicle to clear the mud off the tyres... someone found a bamboo mesh from somewhere... few even tried to push the vehicle out of mud. All efforts were in vain, most of them got themselves covered with mud all over. I was simply trying to capture this spectacle from different directions. I heard someone was commenting, all this seems to be a photographers delight. They were so right :)

Finally one of the riders was realistic enough to go out and fetch some villagers around who carried some planks and plows to help the vehicle out. They also struggled hard along with the other riders, but obviously with better tools this time. Everyones struggle had finally paid off. One amazing thing about this whole experience was... everyone had a great time, I don't remember seeing any single worried face! I like the spirit of such group.

Everyone got themselves ready to start the ride back. Guess what... that was our introduction time! Everyone was asked to introduce oneself with name, nick name, work place, bikes rode and the details of long rides. It was a fun time :) After listening to all that, I felt very happy to find myself among those few who did 1500+ in one ride. My last ride to Kanya Kumari was definitely had its place in the toppers list. It's one of those proud moments!

Some wanted to have lunch on the way back and some wanted to rush back home. But everyone agreed for a tea break after crossing Kunigal. The hotel owner took ages to make around 25 cups of tea. We could had finished our lunch in that time. During that time everyone helped them selves a nice stretch and few a nap as well. Couple of the riders could not take that delay and left us heading back to the city. It got cloudy after we started, ride was very pleasant till it started raining. We stopped for few minutes only to get ourselves ready for the ride in the rain. From then on non stop still we reached Metro. I felt that stretch in the outskirts of the city to be pathetic. Well couple of bad stretches are part of the ride :) To put it philosophically, the same applies to life!

We concluded the ride with one group photo, after exchanging numbers. Reached back home around 3:30 pm. A day well spent :) Happy me!

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