<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28959992</id><updated>2011-12-15T08:29:34.185+05:30</updated><title type='text'>V40 "ON ANY SURFACE"</title><subtitle type='html'>V40 (Royal Enfield Riders club in chennai)

We’re a bunch of Royal Enfield enthusiasts and we call ourselves the "V40" If you share the same passion join us</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Antony Rubin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FjaDp5jrM9Y/Tm4YqOVajsI/AAAAAAAABXY/IBncrDLBuzs/s220/Karatha-Kid.jpg_Thumbnail1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28959992.post-7023145198843898246</id><published>2010-04-13T14:33:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-13T14:43:20.276+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Yercaud Ride</title><content type='html'>4 riders started out on a warm Saturday morning at 06:15 from SavethaDental assembly point. Riding was in formation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goutham (lead)&lt;br /&gt;Roshan&lt;br /&gt;Pritam&lt;br /&gt;Barani (sweep)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cruising speed was 80km with brief bursts of 100 to catch up.The firsthalt (07:30) was at Red Chili outside Ranipet. The place was justopening and took 90 minutes to get breakfast!The next stretch was to Vaniyambadi turn off and that is when the funreally started. The WINDING road was recently tarred, smooth and withminimal traffic. Riding was at a very nice clip and the curves were apleasure to take. We breezed through Tirupattur &amp;amp; Harur. And thenRoshan's bike came to a sudden Halt. Turned out his rear mud guard hadcome loose and was scraping the tyre. A temporary fix saw us gettingslowly into the next town where repairs and refuelling was done.Stopped for "Lunch" at kuppanoor and of course they were out ofmeals. Had Egg dosa &amp;amp; parota for a grand total of Rs 86/-!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right turn to Yercaud saw us take the Ghats at a rapid rate andfor me this was my first attempt at hill riding. Narrow smooth road,lots of bends, NO indications of U turns was quite a challenge. Madeit to the top without much issues and checked into the Hotel. Everyonecrashed off and woke up around 6:30pm. Dominic joined us in his Innovaat 8PM and we got ready with the snacks for the evening fellowship.Cold dinner at 1am wrapped up the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning we were joined by Anthony and Michelle fromCoimbatore. Started at 11am and drove directly down hill which wasvery easy. Decided to do a long ride so continued non stop to pastHarur. Only incident was a bus driver who decided to join ourformation and was tailing Goutham for quite a bit.We then drove intthe heat and stopped for lunch 40km before Ranipet. Decided to headout directly to Chennai post luch. Dominic split of at Ranipet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the team reached Saveetha Poit at 6 PM when the sun wasjust setting.&lt;br /&gt;A very nice &amp;amp; smooth ride especially for a Recruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pritam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28959992-7023145198843898246?l=v40.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/feeds/7023145198843898246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28959992&amp;postID=7023145198843898246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/7023145198843898246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/7023145198843898246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/2010/04/yercaud.html' title='The Yercaud Ride'/><author><name>V-E-N-K-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08220468882932222996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28959992.post-420378123600491594</id><published>2010-03-29T13:56:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-29T13:59:13.576+05:30</updated><title type='text'>V40 @ R M X 2010</title><content type='html'>V-40s ride to RM-X @ Vikramgad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ride at first light and keep riding hard until sun down; this was our game plan for our trip to rider mania, RM-X at Vikramgad. The venue was a nature resort around 120 kms north of Mumbai, off the Mumbai – Ahmadabad highway and we planned to make the trip in 3 days. Six “On any Surface” riders from V40 had planned to make the 3,000 kms round trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the exception of Dom, it will be the first Rider Mania event for all of us. For me (Ram), it will be the first big ride itself. The only other rides I have done has been the overnight to Yercaud for the photo shoot (see earlier trip report “A bridge too far...!!!... A recruit's first ride”) and a day ride to Pondy the weekend before we left for RM-X with Mahesh to help in run in his new Classic 500. I was also the only rider in this pack riding a totally un-modified stock bike. I still had issues making the curves on ghat roads and had doubts on my ability to keep up when there were rough patches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original plan was to jump off at first light from the usual starting point at Savitha Dental on the Poonamalee bypass on Wed 20th Jan. Since three riders, Dom, Sudeep and Sankar were already in Ranipet getting their bikes ready, we moved the jump off point to Ranipet. Goutham and I decided to ride out on Tue 19th to Ranipet while Prakash who was riding his new Classic 500 will ride out early on 20th and join us at Ranipet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rider log:&lt;br /&gt;Date stamp:                 19Jan2010&lt;br /&gt;Time Stamp:                1815 Hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Jump off @:                Chennai, Poonamalee Bypass.&lt;br /&gt;Target destination:      Dom’s place in Ranipet for an overnight halt.&lt;br /&gt;Distance to cover:       125 kms.&lt;br /&gt;# Riders:                      2;         Goutham and Ram.&lt;br /&gt;Route Plan:                 Plan to take NH 4 all the way to Ranipet / Walajapet and exit highway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the first to reach the usual spot on the Poonamalee bypass and used the time to get my thermal liner out of my bag and wore it. I did not realize I would need it for the night ride since it was a warm evening. However, as I approached the bypass junction, I had the chance to open up and realized that at a higher speed, the evening air hitting you could be very cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goutham arrived a few minutes later and after a quick discussion on signals, we took off. Goutham led and I followed on his tail. Since I had done the complete return leg of the Yercaud ride at # 2 behind Goutham I was comfortable. The traffic was light and did not pose much of a challenge. We made it to Shankar’s workshop inside Ranipet in less than 90 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rider log:&lt;br /&gt;Date stamp:                 19Jan2010&lt;br /&gt;Time Stamp:                1945 Hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Planned Stop:              Shankar’s workshop. (En-route to Dom’s place)&lt;br /&gt;Distance Covered:      125 kms&lt;br /&gt;Road conditions:         Good. Although riding at night, could make good speed. Usual late evening traffic. Perfect riding weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we were kitted up and ready to ride by 0600 hours. Prakash had already left his place in Chennai at 0430 hours and was riding towards us. He met up with us soon after we reached Shankar’s work shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rider log:&lt;br /&gt;Date stamp:                 20Jan2010 (Day 1 of the ride)&lt;br /&gt;Time Stamp:                0630 Hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Jump off @:                Near Shankar’s workshop Ranipet.&lt;br /&gt;Target destination:      Some place near Hubli for an overnight halt.&lt;br /&gt;Distance to cover:       620 kms.&lt;br /&gt;# Riders:                      6;         Dom, Prakash, Sudeep, Goutham, Sankar and Ram. Dom to lead and Sankar to sweep. Prakash rides from Chennai and catches up with the rest of the pack in Ranipet. All bikes tanked up.&lt;br /&gt;Route Plan:                 Plan to take NH 46 to Krishnagiri and then NH 7 to electronic city, use the NICE Road bypass to Tumkur road and then proceed North on NH 4 towards Hubli / Pune&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the bikes were topped up. Formation for the complete ride was decided. Dom will lead, I will follow at # 2, Sankar will sweep. The other three quickly picked their spots, Prakash at # 3, Sudeep # 4, Goutham # 5 and will also share some of the sweeping work with Sankar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NH 46 all the way to Krishnagiri is perfect for riding. No serious or challenging curves. As I took the Vaniyambadi Bridge, I checked my meters. I was clocking over 95 kmph. This was one bridge that I could not cross the last time I tried at the same speeds. I was feeling better now. Pass Krishnagiri, we took NH 7 to Bangalore. Here Dom opened up a little and picked up our pace. We were now averaging between 95 – 100 kmph and doing it with ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we passed Hosur the traffic density picked up rather quickly. Our pace slowed down a bit and we started looking for the sign boards for the NICE Road Bypass to Tumkur Road. Electronic city comes next. The new bypass road levies tolls for bikes too, Rs. 6 per bike per toll. It cost us Rs. 6 for the first phase and Rs. 24 for the second one. It will be a good idea to keep this money handy for a quick transit through the tolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the exception of a diversion through Bannergatta this bypass is a boon to riders who wish to avoid the nightmare that Bangalore traffic is at any time of the day.  Once we exited the bypass road, we joined the Tumkur road which transitions to NH 4. This portion of the highway is still under construction and progress was well below satisfactory. With our tanks (both bike and rider) running low, we stopped and refueled (both bike and rider).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rider log:&lt;br /&gt;Date stamp:                 20Jan2010&lt;br /&gt;Time Stamp:                1200 Hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Pit stop:                       40 kms ahead of Tumkur.&lt;br /&gt;Distance Covered:      300 kms&lt;br /&gt;Road conditions:         NH 46 from Ranipet, via Krishnagiri and Hosur is perfect. Made good speed up to Electronic city. The bypass is still not complete. Good stretch for around 20 kms to Bannergatta and a 5 kms break forcing all vehicles into a single lane road. Slightly better than a dirt road. This is followed by another 30 – 35 kms of excellent stretch to Tumkur road. NH 4 north of Bangalore through Tumkur is still under construction. Road condition is slight better than horrible. All bikes tanked up and took a pit stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once both bike and rider were refueled, we started our ride again. The NH 4 up to Tumkur is still under construction and is a series of pot holes and speed breakers. From the size of some them, I started to wonder whether there was a competition amongst the construction crews on who could build a speed bump that could break a vehicle if you took it at some speed. These were not the gradual rise and fall types build to road safety standards. These were concrete semi-cylinders buried in the road, covered in road dirt and dust; some of them were absolutely invisible until the last moment. We took a few of them at some speed causing quite a lot of discomfort. After Tumkur and the construction of the highway has better progressed. There are good riding patches that stretches for a couple of clicks interspersed by rough diversion patches. In this stretch we could pick up our pace a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rider log:&lt;br /&gt;Date stamp:                 20Jan2010&lt;br /&gt;Time Stamp:                1300 Hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Jump off @:                40 kms ahead of Tumkur.&lt;br /&gt;Target destination:      Some place near Hubli for an overnight halt.&lt;br /&gt;Distance to cover:       320 kms.&lt;br /&gt;Route Plan:                 Stay on NH 4 all the way and start looking for a place to stay at around sundown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we crossed Chitradurga we hit longer stretches of finished highway quality macadam. The time was 1700 hours at this point and we found ourselves riding through the town of Ranebennur. Goutham and Prakash needed to tank up and we took a stop here. Inquiries were made one a possible place to stay. Hubli was still just over 100 kms to go. We were told of a larger town called Haveri just 35 kms North on NH 4 with more hotel / motel options. We made for Haveri and started to look for a place to bunk for the night. After some searching Prakash and Sudeep came up with a motel just of the Highway with eating joints and a petrol pump close by. Our first leg of our run was mixed bag of excellent riding roads with some rough patches. We were still 60 kms short of our original target to Hubli. But the deficit was not something that we could not make the next day. We had clocked close to 600 kms on leg 1 with still another 500 kms to Pune to accomplish the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rider log:&lt;br /&gt;Date stamp:                 20Jan2010&lt;br /&gt;Time Stamp:                1800 Hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Pit stop:                       Haveri (near Hubli) for overnight halt.&lt;br /&gt;Distance Covered:      300 kms (total distance for the day 620 kms)&lt;br /&gt;Road conditions:         NH 4 running north through Tumkur up to Davanegere is still under construction at stretches. Average speed drops down. Able to make better pace after Davanegere. Road conditions for this stretch are ideal for a quick transit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rider log:&lt;br /&gt;Date stamp:                 21Jan2010&lt;br /&gt;Time Stamp:                0700 Hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Jump off @:                Haveri (near Hubli)&lt;br /&gt;Target destination:      Some place near Pune for an overnight halt (Road shakers are supposed to help us with this)&lt;br /&gt;Distance to cover:       500 kms.&lt;br /&gt;Route Plan:                 Stay on NH 4 all the way and start looking for a place to stay at around sundown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 of our ride, we started at first light. The one lane old style highway turns into a 4-lane split system within a few miles and we crossed Hubli. Belgaum came up quickly and we made a brunch stop at a way side motel. I then remembered that this time I am carrying my camera and starting taking snaps. After this brief break we started our again and before we knew it, illegible and unreadable Kannada signs gave way of illegible and unreadable Marathi signs. We were in Maharashtra. The road all the way was bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rider log:&lt;br /&gt;Date stamp:                 21Jan2010&lt;br /&gt;Time Stamp:                1030 Hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Pit stop:                       A way side dhaba in somewhere in Maharashtra on NH 4&lt;br /&gt;Distance Covered:      250 kms&lt;br /&gt;Road conditions:         Road conditions good. No issues.&lt;br /&gt;By around early afternoon just when I started to believe I could keep up with the rest of the pack I had my first taste of the ghat roads. We hit the first tunnel and I was riding with my cooling shades and listening to music. I will regret this. As soon as we exit the tunnel, the road curved right and down pretty sharply. While the rest just kept going at the same pace they were riding I had to slow down, take the curves and then catch up with the pack again. I was expecting more of the same roads, but to my surprise we did not hit any more of these roads all the way to Shivpur were we stopped and called our Roadshaker friends for directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rider log:&lt;br /&gt;Date stamp:                 21Jan2010&lt;br /&gt;Time Stamp:                1600 Hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Pit stop:                       Shivpur, 25 kms ahead of Pune.&lt;br /&gt;Distance Covered:      200 kms&lt;br /&gt;Road conditions:         Road conditions good. Ghat roads still a problem for Ram. Not able to keep up with the rest of the pack. Sankar falls back to keep Ram company and catches up with the rest of the pack on the straight stretches. We check with Roadshakers for a place to stay for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are directed to continue riding on NH 4, take the bypass to Mumbai and stop at Hinjewadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the ride up NH4, I get some more advice on tackling curves. I unplug my music and do not wear my riding shades. This time when we hit the second and longer tunnel I heard the roar of six bullets going through the tunnel. It was a sound that cannot be described. Also we now had a simpler game plan. If we hit ghat roads, and I am not able to keep pace, I will take them at my pace and Sankar will sweep me until I catch up. This time around I was following some more advice and was able to take the curves a little faster and felt more in control than ever. Once the ghat roads were through we were now on the outer fringes of Pune with evening rush hour traffic to tackle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were still riding in staggered formation, despite the traffic and constant break ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the last two days of riding we had seen the odd local biking champion trying to race us on the highway. They will speed up, over take the pack pull ahead, move left and let us go. The guy has now a story to tell his buddies of how he raced a bunch of bullets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the road to Hinjewadi, there was this biker showing of to his female friend in the pillion. He raced us once, pulled ahead and we let him be as we had the others on the way. When he repeated this a second time, we still let him go, but when he did this a third time, Dom, Prakash, Sudeep and Prakash took off. Within seconds they had him boxed and pushed him to over 100 kmph and kept the close box formation on him. I guess this scared the shit out of him, he simply signaled that he wanted out and never troubled us again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun waved good night to us waiting on the road side in Hinjewadi for one of the Roadshaker buds to turn up and guide us to a place to bunk for the night. And eventually given the evening rush hour traffic they did locate us and guided us to a pretty nice place to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rider log:&lt;br /&gt;Date stamp:                 21Jan2010&lt;br /&gt;Time Stamp:                1730 Hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Pit stop:                       Hinjewadi on the Pune – Mumbai bypass for an overnight halt.&lt;br /&gt;Distance Covered:      50 kms (total distance for the day 500 kms)&lt;br /&gt;Road conditions:         Road conditions good. The usual ghat roads problem for Ram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night we broke bread with some the Roadshakers and had quite a grand evening with them. If this just a sample of the type of guys we will be riding and bunking with during the RM, we were going to be just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rider log:&lt;br /&gt;Date stamp:                 22Jan2010&lt;br /&gt;Time Stamp:                1500 Hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Jump off @:                Hinjewadi on the Pune – Mumbai bypass&lt;br /&gt;Target destination:      RM-X venue @ Vikramgad&lt;br /&gt;Distance to cover:       220 kms.&lt;br /&gt;Route Plan:                 Stay on NH 4 all the way to Navi Mumbai and take the Thane – Godbunder bypass to NH 8 to Manor and exit right to reach the venue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a late start the next day. Ride plan was to leave Pune in the afternoon and ride to the venue to reach later in the evening. Prakash’s bike needed some work on the front rim as he had hit a stone on the way. More of an irritant and a safety issue. Sudeep wanted to check whether he could have his front brake shoes cleaned. I wanted to get my bloody phone working on roaming. We went about our chores in the morning and by 1400 hours were kitted, loaded and ready to go. Santhosh from RE joined us with his Classic 500 and Easwar from the Bangalore club Fat Bastards had already joined us the previous evening. Around 30 Roadshakers were riding out and adding our 8 we were going to be quite a bunch on the road. I had no idea on the road conditions and I got ready to roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first leg of the ride was over a 4-lane system with sweeping curves and I got my first experience of riding with another club. This was not the structured staggered formations I was used to with the V-40 riders. It was a bit more chaotic. They had a 3 to 5 bike lead creating a beach head like effect in the front. The rest just rode in the wake of the lead at there own pace and style. Speeding up and slacking off at their choice. A couple of riders swept the pack and kept them to as a tight formation as was possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the first few clicks we all had to stop for banking business. Monetary needs taken care; we now got back to riding in staggered formation. And then, we hit ghat roads again. Not only I had to slow down and adjust, in the confusion of the larger pack and traffic I missed my club buddies waiting for on the road side for me to catch up and went past them. Prakash rode hard to catch up with me and stopped me. Tea break and all later, we rode out again. I could sense that I was responsible for the slower pace of the complete pack and was pushing my bike as much as I could and almost missed taking the exit the rest had taken. A brief correction and I was back in the pack and fortunately for me, the worst was over. It was the end of the ghat road and we were in a terrain I was more comfortable with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rider log:&lt;br /&gt;Date stamp:                 22Jan2010&lt;br /&gt;Time Stamp:                2030 Hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Pit stop:                       Fountain plaza on the junction of Thane-Godbunder road and NH 8&lt;br /&gt;Distance Covered:      200 kms&lt;br /&gt;Road conditions:         Road conditions good. The usual ghat roads problem for Ram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of us were complaining of the traffic so far, we were going to be proved wrong. Once we entered New Mumbai, then onto Thane and then the Thane – Godbunder bypass to NH 8, the traffic proved to be thick. More and more bullet riders from other clubs were starting to appear on the road, adding to the confusion. Here the experience and skill of the Roadshakers came to bear. Their ability to make quick head counts, rely on their fellow riders to look out for each other and quickly adjusting the pack ensured that we did not have loose riders in our pack. We stuck together and came in as a pack when we rode into the fountain plaza on the corner of the Thane bypass and NH 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner and some rest, we rode out again. This time our destination was the RM-X venue at Vikramgad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rider log:&lt;br /&gt;Date stamp:                 22Jan2010&lt;br /&gt;Time Stamp:                2220 Hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Jump off @:                Fountain plaza on the junction of Thane-Godbunder road and NH 8&lt;br /&gt;Target destination:      RM-X venue @ Vikramgad&lt;br /&gt;Distance to cover:       20 kms&lt;br /&gt;Route Plan:                 Take NH 8 north to Manor and exit into connecting roads to venue. Sudeep’s bikes seizes on the way. Sankar and then Dom tow it into the venue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the short spurt up NH 8 North there was a brief interruption as most of the Roadshakers tanked up their bikes. I was stilling running on main and not knowing what awaits me or how long we need to ride to the venue, chose to follow their example and tanked up. The rest of the V-40 pack had opted to wait it out and once I was done, we rode out. Due to the night, we missed making the turn into the side road leading to the venue and went sailing straight on NH-8. Just when we were wondering why we were not seeing any Roadshaker bikes ahead, Sachin caught up with us and turned us around. He led is back South on NH 8 and guided us to the turn. We formed up behind Sachin and rode through this single lane local road. Good surface and Sachin set up a good pace. Even through some tight turns and curves he kept the pace up. I had opted to trail the pack just in case I hit a curve I could not take and had to slow down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then without warning we heard a loud "thunk" noise and saw Sudeep slow down and stop on the side of the road. Sachin and the leading riders in the pack kept going while the rest of us stopped. It looked like Sudeep bike’s engine has seized on itself. We let the motor cool down and waited on the road side. Head count revealed that Dom had continued riding with Sachin while the rest were together along with some of the Roadshakers. After letting the engine cool a bit, a few kicks were attempted but the motor would not turn. It was decided to tow the bike to the venue. Prakash took lead, followed by Sankar towing Sudeep’s bike; Goutham will cover the pair while I took the tail. After a few clicks we realized we were lost. We parked on the road side and Goutham re-traced our route to figure out the right directions. After a while he returned with Dom who now towed Sudeep to the venue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rider log:&lt;br /&gt;Date stamp:                 23Jan2010&lt;br /&gt;Time Stamp:                0030 Hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Planned Stop:              RM-X venue @ Vikramgad&lt;br /&gt;Distance covered:       20 kms (Total distance covered - 220 kms)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The evening was still young and the two club members started the process of getting to know each other well. It was in the wee hours of the morning we hit our beds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sajan Nature resort was the venue of RM-X. There are now paved roads or any riding surfaces in this place. It is in the middle of a jungle. True to its ad line, “Be one with nature”, the facilities in this place was also pretty basic. In the two days we were there we found the facilities and services could barely keep up with the 600 odd guests who had landed of the event. But as bikers do, we did manage to adapt, adjust and ensured we had a good time in the bargain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some strings pulled and we ended up bunking along with the Roadshakers for the three nights. Home away from home was the venues conference room, cleared of all the tables and chairs, with lines of mattresses on the floor. It could accommodate 45 per the organizers calculation, while I am sure it was fitting a lot more than that at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The venue itself was a refreshing change of pace for most of us living in the big cities. Fresh air, greenery all around and absolutely no city noises (except for the roars and thumps of bullets, of course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The resort is primary a weekend get away for the Mumbaikars who come here to relax. Facilities included a dirt bike trail which we will put to good use, a rather nice swimming pool and excellent tree cover all around. The only draw back was the dust that covered every thing. This was worsened by the participants who took it upon themselves to ride up and down the single dirt road at break neck speeds. Made you wonder what they were hurrying to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This edition of RM was being organized by the Mumbai based Indie Thumper club and they were sparing no efforts to ensure that the event went off well. Parking areas were well identified; riders from one large club were kept together as best as possible and general organization of events looked well on the plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The catch was going to be how well they could execute the plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inaugural ceremony saw the MC call out the moderators of all the participating clubs. Prakash went out and spoke for V-40 and we had arrived for our first RM.  After the round of club introductions the planned schedule fell apart. Almost every event had delayed starts and the organizers were obviously struggling strike a balance between maintaining the schedule and an atmosphere of relaxed attitude and fun. The schedule suffered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably have not much to write about the events themselves. They were the usual RM style events, with the exception of one, which I must mention. The bike Olympics, towing event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other events were assembly wars, show of riding skills and a time trials on the dirt track. Sudeep from V-40 took part on the time trials and finished with a good time. But there were 5 others faster than him. Baljit Singh and Razza both from Roadshakers took 1st and 3rd place on the time trials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V-40 did not participate on the other two events but Roadshakers did. They took 3rd place on assembly wars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bike Olympics, towing competition saw Dom and Sudeep from V-40. The event called for a bike to be towed over a 100 m long straight dirt stretch. The track started with a 50 m run down a very gentle slop, a flat trough of about 25 m and the rest a steep upward 30o incline to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Goutham and Prakash away attending the moderators meeting, I had the opportunity to shoot with Prakash’s SLR. He had already set it up and all I had to do was aim, zoom and shoot. I positioned myself on the middle of the flat stretch to catch both sides of the action and had been practicing some shots with the first few riders to get a feel of the settings. I observed that they were losing their momentum on the flat and faltering up the incline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I saw Dom take up position with his brake side leg on tow. The rest of the team had chosen to tow with their gear side legs. As soon as they set up I started to shoot, without pausing. As he started the run, I could see him pick speed down the gentle slope, allowing me to shoot 2 to 3 good ones. As he hit the flat I got one good shot and turned and adjusted the zoom following them on the flat. I heard the familiar grunt of his gear change and then the signature roar of his 500 as it accelerates. (I should know I followed him at # 2 for over a 1,000 kms). By the time I could turn and take the next shot he was almost 10 – 15 m away from me and within a second up the incline and had finished. The V40 team came first clearly beating the second placed team, Wanderers from Hyderabad,   by a clear half a minute. Our sister club, Roadshakers, were placed a distant third.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were also registered to take part in two more events, a bike fault finding / trouble shooting competition and a treasure hunt, both of them never took place due to lack of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discussions about the trip back started and the team expressed their desire to ride to Chennai by way of Goa and Mangalore. This would mean a couple of more days to return and I could not afford not to be back at my desk on Thursday 28th Jan. Hence, I decided to ride back solo. This was received with mixed feelings, on one side, encouragement that I chose to do the solo and on the other caution that a solo trip this long required a good knowledge on fixing problems on the bike, a major area of weakness for me. However, I was confident and after Sankar did a quick once-over declared I was ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rider log:&lt;br /&gt;Date stamp:                 25Jan2010&lt;br /&gt;Time Stamp:                0700 Hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Jump off @:                RM-X venue @ Vikramgad&lt;br /&gt;Target destination:      Somewhere inside Karnataka on NH4&lt;br /&gt;Distance to cover:       Not estimated&lt;br /&gt;Route Plan:                 Take NH 8 south all the way into Mumbai, catch the Jogeswari – Vikhroli link road to Eastern Express highway and take the Pune highway through Panvel. Take the Cinchawad bypass around Pune and catch NH 4 to Bangalore. Riding solo back to Chennai !!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the morning of 25th I got ready to ride back to Chennai. The feeder roads to NH 8 looked a lot easier to tackle in daylight. On the ride in we had done this in total darkness. I decided to keep a steady pace of between 80 – 85 kmph all through to Chennai and pace myself, a promise I will often break on this return trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I passed in to Bhayander the early morning rush hour traffic slowed my pace down and old instincts kicked in. Pass Borivili national park, it was reading an old favorite book again. With two years of commuting from our apartment here to my work place in Powai, I knew this road well. Then a lot of the overpasses were still under construction, but now they were all in place. I quickly made it to Jogeswari and took the familiar side road short cut to the link road that bypasses the initial choke points. Once I passed the Marol estates, L&amp;amp;Ts Powai campus beckoned. I made a quick decision and chose the feeder road to Saki Naka instead of taking the over bridge to the Eastern Express Highway. Thakur’s tea shop was still there. Thakur and his Chotu still serving their hot teas in front of Gate no 1. I stopped right in front of the shop and looked up to see a dozen of my old buddies having their pre-work chai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rider log:&lt;br /&gt;Date stamp:                 22Jan2010&lt;br /&gt;Time Stamp:                0830 Hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Pit stop:                       L&amp;amp;T Powai Campus&lt;br /&gt;Distance Covered:      120 kms&lt;br /&gt;Road conditions:         Road conditions good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rider log:&lt;br /&gt;Date stamp:                 25Jan2010&lt;br /&gt;Time Stamp:                1000 Hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Jump off @:                L&amp;amp;T Powai Campus&lt;br /&gt;Target destination:      Somewhere inside Karnataka on NH4&lt;br /&gt;Distance to cover:       Not estimated&lt;br /&gt;Route Plan:                 Continue on the Jogeswari – Vikhroli link road to Eastern Express highway and take the Pune highway through Panvel. Take the Cinchawad bypass around Pune and catch NH 4 to Bangalore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a lot of trouble convincing my old buddies that I had to start my ride again. One guy had the chagrin to suggest that I ship my bike by train and follow after a stay a couple of days in Mumbai. That did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rider log:&lt;br /&gt;Date stamp:                 25Jan2010&lt;br /&gt;Time Stamp:                1230 Hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Pit stop:                       Unknown place on side of NH 4&lt;br /&gt;Distance Covered:      Not known&lt;br /&gt;Road conditions:         Road conditions good. Ghat road problems persists. Able to make better speeds than before. Guess practice makes perfect (at least a little better). Failed to take the Cinchwad exit for the bypass. Forced to ride through Pune to reach NH 4. Lost time due to this mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ride through the rest of Mumbai, Panvel and then to the Mumbai – Pune highway was uneventful. Only concern I had was that I had to avoid the Mumbai – Pune expressway on which Bikes are banned (I was told of a flat Rs. 1200 fine if caught).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been riding for an hour or so and lost track of distances. Should have stopped and asked for directions and failed to take the Pune bypass at Cinchwad and ended up riding through Pune. Lost more than an hour on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was exiting Pune, I heard the familiar sounds of a pack of bullets. At first I assumed it would be another club riding back to Bangalore or Chennai. Then I saw Dom and Sudeep pass me and I realized that the rest of the pack had caught up with me on their way to Panjim. We road the balance few clicks before they had to take the road to Panjim and I the road south to Kolhapur. There was a moment when I wanted to turned my bike and follow them. But work beckoned and I knew that it was going to be all ghats from here to Goa and then Managalore. I will only slow these guys down and spoil their fun. I waved to them and bore straight while they took off towards Panjim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once through Pune and past the ghat roads on the other end, I opened the 500 and started to ride for real. I kept reminding myself about the speed limit of 85 kmph and pacing myself. But the road was too good, the weather just perfect and traffic too light for me to keep this up. 3 hours later I was approaching Kolhapur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rider log:&lt;br /&gt;Date stamp:                 25Jan2010&lt;br /&gt;Time Stamp:                1700 Hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Pit stop:                       70 kms ahead of Kolhapur before a NHAI toll plaza&lt;br /&gt;Distance Covered:      Not known&lt;br /&gt;Road conditions:         Road conditions good. Was flagged down by a car. Initially thought something was wrong. Met Sudhakar Patil. Was helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 75 kms ahead of Kolhapur, I passed a Maruti car from which the driver waved to me. I had seen such waving from other drivers all along the journey and I just waved back and sped away. To my surprise, the driver speeded up and caught up with me, and started to flash his lights and continued waving frantically. Initially I though he was waving to some one else. But after a couple of clicks, I started to wonder whether he was waving to me. I presumed it was something to do with my bike. I saw a toll plaza come and pulled to the left in front of the security cabin. I was not sure what was going on, I kept my engine running, on 1st gear, clutch depressed and ready to go on the first sign of trouble. The driver also stopped the car behind my bike, came up to me and says, “Hi Ram how was the ride?”. That blew me away as I had never had met this guy before in my life. When I switched my bike off and removed my helmet and guy realized I was the wrong Ram. Apparently, the previous week, one of the riders coming to RM-X had a TN registered bike and was also called Ram. He had spent an evening in Kolhapur with Sudhakar Patil (the driver of the car) and it was a case of mistaken identity. Confusion not withstanding, Sudhakar immediately offered his help in locating a good motel to stay for the night and even arranged to have a room booked (at a discount too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to him, I not only came away with a good experience but a great bargain on the hotel and food bills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rider log:&lt;br /&gt;Date stamp:                 25Jan2010&lt;br /&gt;Time Stamp:                1730 Hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Pit stop:                       Kolhapur for an overnight halt.&lt;br /&gt;Distance Covered:      385 Kms (Total distance covered for the day 500 kms)&lt;br /&gt;Road conditions:         Road conditions good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rider log:&lt;br /&gt;Date stamp:                 26Jan2010&lt;br /&gt;Time Stamp:                0630 Hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Jump off @:                Kolhapur&lt;br /&gt;Target destination:      Somewhere inside Tamil Nadu on NH7&lt;br /&gt;Distance to cover:       Not estimated&lt;br /&gt;Route Plan:                 Continue on south on NH 4 to Tumkur road, take the NICE Road bypass to NH 7 to Hosur and look for a place to halt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the morning of 26th Jan, my plan to ride at first light was delayed a bit due to heavy mist on the road. Not only was visibility poor, the heavy mist was fogging up my visor making it difficult to see. With my visor open, I could barely do 50 kmph with no improvement on the visibility. Located a road side tea stall and decided to wait for the sun god to do his thing. By 0800 hours, the mist had thinned out and visibility was good. Now I was riding again and to make up for lost time, pushed the bike up to 90 – 95 kmph, a pace I will do for the rest of the trip when the road conditions allowed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rider log:&lt;br /&gt;Date stamp:                 26Jan2010&lt;br /&gt;Time Stamp:                1030 Hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Pit stop:                       Pass toll plaza on NH 4 before taking Hubli – Bangalore split.&lt;br /&gt;Distance Covered:      200 Kms&lt;br /&gt;Road conditions:         Road conditions good. Start delayed by almost an hour due to heavy fog on road. Visor was misting up despite all efforts. Had to wait until 0800 hours to start riding in earnest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my experience with Sudhakar the previous day, I decided to time my breaks next to toll plazas. There are security and the toll plaza personnel at hand and a rider stopping alone could take a break with some confidence. I stopped taking breaks on empty stretches of the road here on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 1100 hours, the wind picked up in 10-4 direction. This meant that I was riding into the wind cutting left to right across my bikes beam. As long as I was riding under 95 kmph this cross wind had no effect. However, if I sped beyond this speed on the rare straight stretches, the bike will start to shear right need constant pressure and correction of the front wheel. The decision to cap my speed at 90 – 95 kmph was made by this cross wind. But the problem was passing trucks. Eddies from the bow wind and washes of the trucks caused the front wheel to act crazy. The first time I passed a truck at 95 kmph, the crazy shaking of my wheel scared the life out of me. The next dozen or so trucks that I passed I had to experiment with slower / higher, speeds, passing them wide and even passing them to the left. I soon worked out a solution and started passing trucks wide. Avoided passing between two over taking trucks and took a few more seconds to slice through two trucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along this section, I started to hear a distinct metallic rattle. When my bike suddenly started to choke, I pushed the fuel lever down to the reserve position and within a couple of minutes stopped at a gas station. After fuelling up, parked by bike with engine running and went over the bike. The bracket and crash guard weld had totally sheared. Removed the crash guard and made my first road side sacrifice to the 500s vibes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rider log:&lt;br /&gt;Date stamp:                 26Jan2010&lt;br /&gt;Time Stamp:                1230 Hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Pit stop:                       Pass toll plaza on NH 4 before near Davanegere&lt;br /&gt;Distance Covered:      150 Kms&lt;br /&gt;Road conditions:         Road conditions good. Was aware of construction on NH 4 from  here. Took a pit stop break, checked straps on my bag and braced for the rough patch. Past Hubli, strong cross wind on 10-4 bearing affects riding. Need to exercise caution while passing trucks, eddies from bow wave causes front wheel and handle bars to wobble. Start to pass wide. Unable to split through overtaking trucks or cut through two truck gaps.  However does not affect average adversely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After another quick stop, I realized the cross wind had lessened in strength allowing me to speed up on straights. Again the same metallic rattle started up again. Now I was a little worried. When I saw a road side dhaba come up, I stopped, parked my bike running and went over the bike again. The filter side box’s lock nut had come loose and was causing the rattle. Ten minutes with a plier and some helping hands borrowed from a friendly trucker, I was riding again. I did not hear any more metallic rattles for the rest of the trip (Thanks).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rider log:&lt;br /&gt;Date stamp:                 26Jan2010&lt;br /&gt;Time Stamp:                1800 Hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Pit stop:                       On the side of NH 4 a couple of kms ahead of the exit to the NICE Road bypass to Hosur&lt;br /&gt;Distance Covered:      250 Kms&lt;br /&gt;Road conditions:         Construction work on NH 4. Lots of rough patches. Average speed affected severely. Unable to take the rough patches standing. Started to practice standing on my bike on good straight stretches. Could only make it to a sitting on bag position. Need to work on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After making the error of missing the Cinchwad bypass around Pune, I did not want to  the same in Bangalore. I stopped and asked directions to be sure of the direction and the exit to take. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rider log:&lt;br /&gt;Date stamp:                 26Jan2010&lt;br /&gt;Time Stamp:                1900 Hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Pit stop:                       On Bannergatta road pass first leg of the NICE Road bypass.&lt;br /&gt;Distance Covered:      Not known&lt;br /&gt;Road conditions:         Extremely good. Could keep at a good pace even though it was dark now.  Directions to second leg of the bypass toll road is a little fuzzy. Truck drivers do not use this road. Got better directions from a bunch of bikers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I hit the NICE Road bypass, I could maintain a good pace. The trouble is the bypass is not complete and there are no signs directing you from the 1st to the 2nd leg. During our earlier trip through this bypass, we made in day time with a lot of traffic and we just followed the flow. Again, I stopped and asked for directions. When I asked a trucker he directed me to the highway again. I realized that I did not see a single truck on the bypass and asked directions again this time from a bunch of local bikers. They were spot on and I made it to the 2nd leg and to Hosur road without any further trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rider log:&lt;br /&gt;Date stamp:                 26Jan2010&lt;br /&gt;Time Stamp:                1700 Hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Pit stop:                       Hosur (for an overnight halt)&lt;br /&gt;Distance Covered:      60 kms (Total distance covered for the day 655 Kms)&lt;br /&gt;Road conditions:         Mixed conditions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I hit NH 7 to Hosur and on to Krishnagiri, I started checking hotels. After checking with 6 or 7 hotels and turning up unlucky, I made a few calls and got a room fixed. Good place although a bit on the expensive side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rider log:&lt;br /&gt;Date stamp:                 27Jan2010&lt;br /&gt;Time Stamp:                0630 Hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Jump off @:                Hosur&lt;br /&gt;Target destination:      Home @ Chennai&lt;br /&gt;Distance to cover:       330 Kms&lt;br /&gt;Route Plan:                 Continue on south on NH 7 to Krishnagiri and take NH 46 to Chennai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rider log:&lt;br /&gt;Date stamp:                 27Jan2010&lt;br /&gt;Time Stamp:                1430 Hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Destination:                 Home @ Chennai&lt;br /&gt;Distance Covered:      170 kms (Total covered for the day 330 kms)&lt;br /&gt;Road conditions:         Extremely good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the trip to Chennai was routine. No major issues. One major difference was on NH 46 from Krishnagiri to Chennai. The highway has trees and shrubs on the curb sides to act as wind breakers. Even though I could feel a strong cross wind at times, it had no impact on riding or passing due to the existing of these wind breakers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this summary in another biker’s blog and felt that I had to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total distance covered:           2,850 kms.&lt;br /&gt;Fuel consumed:                       Not known. Just tanked up when ever needed&lt;br /&gt;Total cost of the trip:              Will calculate when I have the time. Currently busy planning next ride&lt;br /&gt;Mileage for the trip:                I ride a Machismo 500 not a “fill it forget” plastic toy&lt;br /&gt;Average speeds:                      90 – 95 kmph&lt;br /&gt;Overall experience:                 One kick-ass ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ride Safe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ram aka Angrymon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28959992-420378123600491594?l=v40.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/feeds/420378123600491594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28959992&amp;postID=420378123600491594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/420378123600491594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/420378123600491594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/2010/03/v40-r-m-x-2010.html' title='V40 @ R M X 2010'/><author><name>V-E-N-K-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08220468882932222996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28959992.post-3032124920739589408</id><published>2009-12-29T13:38:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-29T13:48:33.973+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A bridge too far...!!!... A recruit's first ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The last chance ride for 2009 and a photo opportunity for the members too. Yercaud was on the menu and the V40 riders were ready for their "on any surface" trip. It was my first ride with the club. My first long ride on my new bike with just 600 kms on its clock and my first ride after a 12 year hiatus from riding bikes. It was time for me to find out whether I could still do it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eight bikes and eleven riders assembled on the crack of dawn on the 19th Dec on the jump off point on the poonamalee bypass. Prakash and Mahesh were waiting for their new Classics to be delivered and Sudip had his bike parked in the wrong town but chose to ride Dominique's second bike from Ranipet. Prakash had offered to make the trip in his car, solving the problem of transporting the non-biking riders, our photographers Lazar and Rajesh along with Shankar our mechanic and quick fixer for the trip. The rest of the pack, Dominique, Goutham, Barani, Ganesh, Venkatesh, Vijay (first time rider) and Ram - I (also a first timer) were ready to role.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The route chosen offered the best of both worlds. One the way up, Chennai – Vaniyambadi – Tirupattur – Harur – Kuppanoor – Yercaud offered good winding roads and a terrific ghat run. The road back Yercaud, - Salem – Dharmapuri – Krishnagiri – Vaniyambadi – Chennai offered yet another ghat trip, good NH quality roads and a quick &amp;amp; easy ride back home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After a quick debriefing on the rules the ride started. Traffic was thin on the way out of Chennai and the ride to the outskirts was quick. First stop was at the Red Chillies near Ranipet were Dom's second bike and Shankar were waiting. Sudip stopped being a passenger and became a rider here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After breakfast, we started out again. The day was promising to be a great one. The weather was just right, not too hot and not too chilly for a late December weekend. The pack was doing well as we crossed town after town, staying together in our staggered formations and riding at good speeds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Lesson 1:&lt;/span&gt; Focus on the road and ride within your limits. Do not get distracted by your immediate pack. Well the story behind the lesson is equally simple. As we crossed Vaniyambadi Bridge the pack was doing close to 90 kmph and the bridge makes a nice right turn, not too sharp though. I was riding on the right side on 3rd spot when I took the turn along with the leaders and I found my bike slipping from under me. I had taken my eyes of the road and lost focus on the turn. Usual effect, I righted by bike, straightened and slipped out of the pack and chose to get steady before continuing on. Only problem, I ran out of road and came to a stop next to the parapet wall of the bridge and lost by rear balance and was on my back. Here comes lesson two for all riders. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Lesson 2:&lt;/span&gt; Always ride with proper riding gear. The club places a great deal of emphasis on this and insists all its members have to own and maintain their gear well. I was riding with full gear; upper body armor, knee / shin guards, riding gloves, et all. Except for a few scratches on my bike and some superficial score marks on my jacket and jeans, I could get up, shake off the fall and continue riding.After this brief break, we continued riding again. We had to make another stop at Thirupattor to fix a flat on Sudip's bike. I understand that fixing something at Thirupattur is quickly becoming a V-40 tradition. It was a leaking fuel tank on, guess who, Sudip's bike last time. A good chance for all to take a break and get some hot tea and much needed hydration.All along the way, our two photographers went clickety-click capturing the riders in every conceivable way. We also took pictures of riders in formation, riding solo and a few pairs along the way. Pictures will be on the V-40 web pages soon.By afternoon we had reached the foothills of the hills and the riders were eager to hit the ghat roads. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Lesson 3:&lt;/span&gt; When riding up ghat roads lean into the turn. Yeah I know, all ye seasoned bikers know this. But a lesson is still a lesson. I had to start slow on the ghat roads, and when I mean slow, I mean slow. Took me a while to understand the mechanics of making the turns at faster speeds. I am sure that I will probably need a few more rides up such hills to get to a decent level.But I sure had lot of practice as we rode back and forth on these roads for numerous photo shoots. This route up to Yercaud took us through some pristine jungles. We could not see the sun at any spot. The jungle canopy was complete. A cacophony of sounds from monkeys, birds and other animals I could not even see filled the trees. As we rode up, every feet of elevation made us feel the chill in the fresh mountain air.The rest of day light was spent on getting maximum photo opportunities done and by the fading light of dusk most Yercaud residents were aware of the bullets in town as our thumpers reached the lake side.Home for the night was a large dorm style room in a resort and all the weary travelers could unwind for the night.Sunday morning brought along with it a cold mist and a chilly wind. After breakfast, we started the ride down to Salem. Here is lesson 4. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Lesson 4:&lt;/span&gt; The rules for riding uphill is different from riding down hill. Difference, down hill is more difficult. Again photo shoots meant all riders going back and forth choice hairpins and curves for our photographers to make the best of it. And this meant some more practice for me. And by this time, I was getting a hang of riding the ghats. And I realized why my fellow riders were looking forward to the ghats so much. One has to be experienced this personally to feel it. But a close explanation will be like riding a roller coaster at high speeds with no rails or stops, only depending on your skill as a rider and your bike to take you through the next curve. All I can say is it took some ten minutes for my heart to stop pounding and come back to a normal beat after I had done the ghats.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Once the ghats were done, I believed we were going to have un-eventful ride back to Chennai. But was I wrong, and how wrong I was. On the way back we took a diversion of the highway on to an old stone quarry. A dirt track lead to the entrance of an old stone quarry, and another rubble strewn path lead up to the quarry proper, an imposing stone cliff 50 to 60 feet high. Here the bikers stood for group and individual profile pictures. Each of us tried our own mini version of off roading as we tried to ride our bikes to position for our turn to be photographed.Now, we had seen all surfaces, smooth national highways, patchy &amp;amp; bumpy stretches of state highways, adrenaline pumping ghat roads, dirt tracks leading to no where, rubble patch that drove us right up the cliff wall and sandy surfaces that made your bike go in two different ways and took you in a third.With all these photo shoot breaks, sun down on Sunday saw is in Krishnagiri and some good ways from home. Tea and hydration completed, we prepped up for a night ride. Visors were cleaned, riding glasses were put away and lights were checked. I was not expecting any rain this late in December, but again I was wrong. As we approached Vaniyambadi, the skies opened up on us and it started to rain. Not a drizzle or a few showers, but serious heavy, blinding rain. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Lesson 5:&lt;/span&gt; Ride as a disciplined pack. This is not for show or for solidarity; it helps as one rider takes cues from the other and can keep all safe. The rains only let up as we crossed Poonamallee into Chennai late in the night.Well for a first time rider, I have had the best of all surfaces, all weathers and all riding conditions. Learnt a lot of lessons (the five listed are just a selection), learnt a lot of what my bike can do and cannot, what I can and cannot do on this bike, some more learning on my gear which I will implement.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Footnote: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Proper riding gear for all riders is important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ride Safe............Ram Srivatsan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28959992-3032124920739589408?l=v40.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/feeds/3032124920739589408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28959992&amp;postID=3032124920739589408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/3032124920739589408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/3032124920739589408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/2009/12/bridge-too-far-recruits-first-ride.html' title='A bridge too far...!!!... A recruit&apos;s first ride'/><author><name>V-E-N-K-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08220468882932222996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28959992.post-5238203257629327881</id><published>2009-12-04T20:14:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-12-04T20:21:40.129+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Rajasthan through a Visor</title><content type='html'>I have seen Rajasthan before, or so I thought. My father was in the army and spent many years there.  Then, we traveled by jeep/ bus and marveled at the forts &amp;amp; palaces. Rajasthan needs no introduction. It's no wonder the most popular tourist destination in India for it's rich culture, splendid &amp;amp; magnificent forts, palaces, havelis, chattris &amp;amp; mandirs, awe inspiring history and absolutely great food. Millions journey to Pushkar mela alone from all over the world. Before the trip I didn't know what more to expect as I spent some time gathering info from people who've been there on a Royal Enfield.&lt;br /&gt;What I saw this time I had never seen &amp;amp; felt before. My bike had opened up a completely new Rajasthan to me, and I don't remember ever feeling so happy &amp;amp; excited on my last visits.Starting from Jaipur, first to catch my eye - the girls are so beautiful and dressed in their Rajasthani embroidered kurtas – irresistible!&lt;br /&gt;Then there is the beautiful Hawa Mahal. At sunrise it's an irresistible sight. As I was trying to find my way through it's ornate streets – which are ruled by cyclists and have mandirs in middle of the lanes! - a rider pulls me up and offers to show me around. I guess we are brothers who just met.In the morning I set out to find a place not on any map – Mahansar. Local folk lore has it that a bottle of their wine can get an entire group tipsy. The roads I take from here have very little traffic, smooth tarmac and always were very exciting. Not a part of it ever got boring. At the end of this trip I was left feeling I had found another elusive riders paradise.&lt;br /&gt;I head out to Sikar. This stretch is actually green with farming. Then I turn towards Nawalgarh. This is not a popular tourist place, yet here are the best elaborately painted havelis and chattris. From here the ride becomes even more interesting as I leave the state highway and ride roads through villages. Surprisingly even these roads have great tarmac. The roads twists and I take numerous left &amp;amp; right trying to find Mahansar relying on the villager’s directions. Through my ride I actually ended up talking to a lot of villagers discovering roads and places. Some of these roads aren't on any map. As I find Mahansar I check into Narayan Niwas Castle. It's actually a castle that has old style rooms befitting a castle. And Mahansar has a haveli painted in gold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a way to spend the night after a good ride. I happily book the castle for Royal Enfield Tour of Rajasthan.In the morning I set out to Ratangarh. I can catch the national highway that passes close by but I don't want to take that route, instead there’s a forest close by and I hope to see some deers there. As I pass through it - I do spot a few deers and guess what these roads are great too. I actually should stop saying that, but as a rider thats how happy I felt. I actually ended up cruising the entire route at good speeds, through great places and where ever I stopped the food was excellent. I hit NH11 near Ratangarh and take a short break at Desert Resort “PLEASE SILLOW DAWN”. Then I speed off to Bikaner and here's another surprise – national highways can be so fun too and here I was trying to avoid them because they have always been boring and tiring. But I don't want to miss out on the Rajasthan I never saw so I'll catch interior roads again after Bikaner.&lt;br /&gt;The land scape starts to change slowly to more dry and sandy. But there are still plenty of large shrubs and some trees. I won't be hitting sand dunes for the next 2 days. As I speed off and I'm having so much fun my chain falls off! Fun is what I wanted wasn't it! Luckily it's just the chain lock that’s replaced quickly and off I zoom again. Just before Bikaner there are Camel Farms, but I don't spend much time there as I'll get plenty of camels at Sam and I can’t wait to have the famous rasgullas and sit down for a drink with Bikaner bhujia. Bikaner is also famous for Laxmi Niwas palace and Junagarh Fort which is the best in Rajasthan. One room is ornate with 32 kg of gold.Though I'm going to Jaisalmer I don't want to take that highway and instead chart a far more interesting route. First up is Karni Mata temple where devotees worship an incarnation of goddess Durga. Its more famous for its sea of rats. Best time to visit is early morning when they come out to feed on the offerings. From here it gets really tricky. I want to reach Siana and have to go right on a small road that’s unmarked. As luck has it on that very turn I stop to ask direction from villagers waiting for a truck. This route is fun, there are camels in road and it passes through many interior villages.&lt;br /&gt;Here the children are actually scared to see me with full riding gear on a loud bike! That's a first! I try stopping a few times for pictures but every time they run away! No questions asked! In one village I finally found a brave boy and after a l let him use the camera, more than courage the others found curiosity. Here I managed to get a good snap. Women also move away if I try to approach them, well I don't want to get beat by these big bearded men so I stay away. Then comes the best part – Sand dunes. I found them much before Sam! Some of these dunes are still active. Here the sand covers the road at many places. At first I'd slow down and cross with a lot of caution and little struggle then I got the trick. Man that was fun. Now I'm trying to head towards a place called Kechan where many migratory birds including cranes gather. It seems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've migrated too early but this place will be full with 10000s in October. Great. And to my surprise theres also an old haveli here full of peacocks! As I head towards Pokhran there's a 100s of people walking along the road. Well it turns out all these people are walking to Ramdewra temple . Some of them walk from Gujrat and take 2 months! Actually I've been noticing big groups walking ever since I started from Jaipur but never gave attention till now. Close to Ramdewra I get pulled up and offered lungar(food)! Shri Ramdewra is believed to be reincarnation of Vishnu after Krishna and its more famous among tourists for its army of clay horses. I pass Pokaran (the nuclear test site) and catch NH15 that is a landing strip that extend for 110 kms till Jaisalmer. I've heard aircraft suspension make more noise than my bike. Wast open land starts and cross winds start blowing as the landing strips stretches on with less vehicles than inside an airport. All of us have wished for this sometime but I never knew I could have it better. Along this route I see few deer the size of big cats! Another temple up ahead is devoted to Shri Bhadriya, a saint who spent solitary confinement for many years and transformed a village into a modern town. It has a library devoted to all religions. Then I enter the beautiful city of Jaisalmer.&lt;br /&gt;What a treat todays ride was! Jaisalmeer is so beautiful with Pattuan ki Haveli, Nathmalji ki Haveli, Royal Burrial Chattris &amp;amp; a Fort built from Jurassic stone that we will spend 2 days here and as a treat we've booked Narayan Niwas Palace.After Jaisalmer we will set out on a historical ride to Tanot with a small diversion of course.  The place is called Mondha and along this route there are plenty of sand grouses (if you manage to spot them that is) and large lizards. From Mondha to Ramgarh the great tarmac (I can't mention that enough!) roads winds along a big canal. A small dip is welcome. This route is very green and her I saw a Neel gai, large deers and the queer little one too. What else must be hiding in those trees? Advise: fuel up at Jaisalmer because for next 330 kms there's no fuel available. Ramgarh has Asia's tallest TV tower that was built after the '71 war to broadcast into Pakistan. This tower is visible from 15kms and most probably even before if we step over the greenery. That I never tried.  This route from Jaipur throws up so many unexpected surprises and treats I couldn't help smile like a child.&lt;br /&gt;The best ones are yet to come though! At Ramgarh I stop at the BSH HQ to inquire about permission for our group to ride along border route. Once that is in place I hit Tanot. None of the shells that fell on Tanot mandir during '71 war exploded. This mandir is run by the BSF and all of them are devotees here. As luck would have it, army is conducting exercises along the road ahead and I must spend the night here, so I get to attend the satsang. Food is available if you inform early so that’s the first thing you should do. I spend a great night on the roof with 50 other devotees and leave my riding gear in the guard room.&lt;br /&gt;Next morning I start of early to Longewala and here is the big surprise. Imagine huge sand dunes that have been stabilized, now imagine a road that moves up and down and around these. Well it’s the fun that can only be felt. There are no villages here but Sheppard who live in small hut settlements called Dhonis. Since there is no water here they have built many small clay containers so that their flock can drink while grazing. Longewala is the famous battle site where a group of 300 men defeated an entire battalion. There's a memorial here erected to honor those braves. This is the only place where you can click pics. After an interrogation and prove my identity at the check post I ride on this border route. The plan is to ride this entire border route and reach Sam through a shortcut and interesting route. More interrogation at Ghotaru and Asu Tar check post.Imp: If you have a GPS, turn it off and put it in your bag before Tanot. Don't forget to check in at BSF check posts at Tanot, Longewala, Ghotaru &amp;amp; Asu Tar and don't jump any check post. Also stopping along the route and taking photographs is restricted. Dhonis are very sensitive about their women and privacy.After that I thought I was back well in India till a few kms ahead some villagers standing in the middle of the road stopped me and caught my bike! “What happened?”, Villagers “we got a call from check post behind to stop you”, “Ha Ha get serious”, Villagers: “We are serious, get off your bike and speak to him over phone!” They way they held on to my bike I guess they were serious so I got off, then one of them went out to get the inspector as network stopped when I wanted to speak! Fishy! Oh well, so I was offered tea and we started chatting. As the inspector arrived I understood that seeing the way I was armored up in riding gear and going “very” fast he thought I rode across the border and jumped all those dunes into India!! After some more interrogation I was let off.From here starts the shortcut to Sam. The moving sand dunes actually start much before Sam on this route with some big sand crossings on road! Even Jeeps don't ply here, only camel carts. Well I've come to far and spent too much fuel to change the plan now. I've got just about enough fuel to make it via the shortcut (or so I think because I don't really know the distance or how this route will end up)! The plan is to stick to the road and “fly” over all the sand dunes while keeping millage speed of 60kph. It worked, I reached Sam. Now these are called sand dunes! Here we camp at this amazing location overlooking the dunes. Here we also organize camel rides over those dunes followed by a gala dinner with cultural dances, singers and music around bonfire.Next stop – Akal Fosil Park – where ancient trees have turned rock hard. From here I take another village road via Sankra to Shaitrawa. This route is full of villages, Dhonis, sheep, goats, cows &amp;amp; camels. Here a villager waved his stick at me; I guess it's because of my great looks. Welcome back to earth. This is also a shortcut to Jodhpur which turned out to be better than I expected according to my map. After Shaitrawa here's a small surprise as I catch a brand new 4 lane highway thats lit up up like Diwali lights with my headlight. From here on there are Chilli fields till Jodhpur. What an amazing city. I ride into the heart and find a 250 yr old guest house right at the base of the fort. These streets are small and can barely accomodate2 bikes. This place is a maze with 100s of small streets and it will be very easy to get lost. Thank god for my GPS, at least I can follow my bread-crumb trail. This is a very old part of Jodhpur. In the morning I visit the Fort and Chatris that is compared to Taj.Next day starts with the beautiful Umid palace where the Highnesses still live. Today I'm off to Mt Abu but I want to go via Sardarsamand.  Avoiding the highway, this is a nice back to earth ride till I take a right about 30kms and here on I see Chikaras &amp;amp; Black Bucks. As I reach Sardarsamand theres a great palace rising above the trees. Well I never expected that, so let’s check it out. The watch man is a bit reluctant to let me in because the Highnesses are also here, but as I inquire the palace also has a restaurant and he lets me in. And what a treat this is, I can write endlessly about it. The palace is tall and beautiful. From here I can see far. Theres a lake at its base and large forest lands. There are trophy heads from hunts and stuffed tigers displayed all over. This palace is very tastefully &amp;amp; lavishly done up and I've never seen a palace from inside like this before. Maybe thats because it still houses the Highness family. I'm not sure how to address them. Here I have the most delicious mutton kheema with bhakre ki roti. This is called dining with kings! (Though there aren't any sitting with me – there are probably busy somewhere).After more country roads till Sirohi (I'm still mesmerized by the Palace experience) I catch the Ahmadabad expressway till  Abu road and ride the ghats. Mt Abu is going to be bursting (literally) with people from Gujrat &amp;amp; Rajasthan during Diwali and that should be a sight during Tour of Rajasthan. For that Diwali weekend Hotel rates are up 4 times and even then its completely booked! As luck would have it, still  managed to book a heritage resort in the center of attractions. Here I hear there is a route direct to Sirohi but only a broken trekking trail. Our bikes have ridden through trails before so this should be fun. I find the trail soon enough at sunset point and realize that it's actually cemented – great. But it's got some steps in between and my bike might not clear it. Back at sunset point peanuts wala tell me that some local boys have tried it though they had to carry the bike over some steps. I'm going to do this route but not this time and not alone. It will be fun like hell. I'll come back.As I ride down Mt Abu it’s a bit disappointing that the ghats are over, then I never knew what lay in store. As I test my bikes top speed on the expressway to Udipur, I can't help notice the hill ranges extending far out - wow. What a view. Then something else takes my notice – there are huts along the road side like the Dhonis, but the entire village is on the road – WOW! Men are playing cards on the divider, children are playing on the road and learning to cycle, the women are there chatting, the dogs are there, cows, sheep, goats they are all there on expressway for many kms. I guess we are their reality TV! Slowly as the villagers dwindle away these hills turn to hills with Jungles. I stop at a place with a great view and admire. I didn't know then but it so happens that after Udaipur I'll come back here and ride into the same hills &amp;amp; jungles!  At Udaipur there's an afternoon halt planned at the beautiful Lake palace. From there the plan is to go to Kumbalgarh. Not by the highway but through those hills. Somehow nobody can give me the right directions and I ride kms on kms trying to find the right route. I do happen to chance upon some monuments but I've seen better till now. By the time I finally figure out the right route its dark and the villagers stop me – there are panthers in the jungle. So I spend that night at a dhaba – sleeping with full riding gear close to my bike! It was well worth it – the route is a treat with single lane, no traffic ghats winding through these lush hills. I actually want more of it, so I try some routes going off and chance upon a a small fort and museum dedicate to Maharan Pratab and Cheetak. Legend has it (and our history books) that the rivers ran red with blood in battle and hence the name – Haldi Ghati. Then I try more routes; Himalayan Odyssey is a tough ride through the mountains, but these roads are so darn FUN, I haven't ridden such a route ever! Kumbalgarh has the second most important fort of Rajasthan, more than that it has Bedwal mehel that looks over these hills. There's a sanctuary where we can spot panthers and if we are very lucky we could spot them on road. They've never harmed a human till date but I can’t say them same for the live stock. Heading down Kumbalgarh I head of to the famous Ranakapur Jain temple and the route just keeps getting better! Note: if you are riding ghat roads, along a clear beautiful stream, through jungles and you see a rock that looks like our ancestor's skull – you're on the right track. After the Jain temple head straight towards the next line of hills in the distance. Don't get on the highway. Then starts the beautiful boulder hills! Films should be made here – but better leave it untouched. Here the route got even better and I saw lot of animals and creepy crawlers roaming around – it seems people hardly ever pass through. Don't forget to fill up fuel at Udaipur. My fuel level is running low again, but I don't mind getting stuck here. I catch the short highway to Ajmeer  at Beawar and fuel up there. I had a great last two days. I'm coming back here sure as hell.  We'll stay two nights at Ajmeer to attend Pushkar Mela. Ajmeer to Pushkar is 15kms over a hill and it will be great fun to ride that with the entire troupe.Next Day I head out to Sambhar lake via Parwatsar. Sambha lake is supposed to be a large dry salt lake and I'm really looking forward to it. I want to ride end to end of Sambhar but that proves to be very difficult, first I cross over lots of sand to start from one end then as I start off on the lake it turns out to be slushy. Well obviously because it was raining yesterday and there are salt farms here! There has to be a way though. So I get back on the road and try every path into the lake to find a possible start point. I found one and mark it on the GPS. Then I circumnavigate the lake by road (hated that - can’t even see the lake from the road!) and try to find a good exit point. That was tough – every time I'd ask a villager he'd give me that dumb look. I had to experiment and that did get me into a few tight spots! But thats that and I do find a possible exit point. Now time to fuel up – should have done that earlier! I guess it’s easy to get distracted when I'm having so much fun! So I head out towards Jaipur, fill up and time to connect the dots. Guess what? There is a mandir on a hillock inside the lake and a used path (more conservative though) leading up to it. Now why couldn't somebody tell me that! The thing about salt lakes is that it looks hard &amp;amp; dry but it’s very difficult to tell whats underneath. I've already learned the very hard way in Greater Rann. I manage to connect both the dots with the mandir in between. The lake is still a bit soft and tyre sinks a bit but this route everybody should be able to do plus it will dry by October. I attempt it again at full throttle and my confidence soars so I get more adventurous. Then I want more and I try to got more deeper into the lake … and then as I'm finishing my run … disaster strikes. The bike starts to sink in … the key is not to lose momentum, but it’s difficult to turn back in mud without loosing momentum. Anyway I turn long way round and as the bike slows I add two feet drive. The last hundred meters were very very tough with the bike packing up mud and my boots starting to weigh a ton. That wasn't enough either – 10meters short of dry spot we come to a full stop! The thing about this mud is that it's actually clay. Well this is a familiar situation with not a soul in sight, not even an insect, mosquito or fly in sight :). Well it isn't so bad, the bike has the power, if I can remove the clay. Because it's a dry salt lake there's not even a stick. Another thing about “dry” salt lakes is that whatever water pockets it has are concentrate acidic, they have a foul smell, emit fumes and burns on skin. I've seen blue and green before, this was dark purple and mirroring the sky! Another thing about dry salt lakes is that its a flat land that extends into the horizon and the sunset is amazing that I've only seen a couple of times. Back to my bike I painfully dig out all the clay from the tyres by hand. Theres more clay then my entire luggage just from one side of my rear tyre. Once the clay is out the bike runs those 10meters like a breeze. A watch the sunset as I wait for the clay on my hands to dry. It's a yellow sunset with a small sun that sets much over the horizon and a spectacle my camera fails to capture. Then I ride the last 80kms to Jaipur and mess up the hotel room :).What a treat this ride has been. Its just been so pure fun and exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---KD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28959992-5238203257629327881?l=v40.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/feeds/5238203257629327881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28959992&amp;postID=5238203257629327881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/5238203257629327881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/5238203257629327881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/2009/12/rajasthan-through-visor.html' title='Rajasthan through a Visor'/><author><name>V-E-N-K-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08220468882932222996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28959992.post-9222732646839377662</id><published>2009-11-13T16:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-11-13T16:58:37.185+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Operation Dr.Venky</title><content type='html'>Hello thumpers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really excited and looking forward to the ride as a recruit of the club v40.I was impatiently waiting for the ride and when the day arrived that was it,after a good nights sleep ,i saddled up the bags on the bike and got buckled up with the riding gear.riding with the riding gear was a true bliss as this was the first time. i felt like an armoured knight ready to take on the roads.the day previous to the ride day[oct 30] we had met up at our usual spot 'wonderland ' for a briefing session by none other than our highly enthusiastic member Gautham.we had got our bike serviced and we were ready to ride.On 31 st october myself,maheshji and amar started off at 6.15 am from kilpauk and headed towards Saveetha college where we were to meet the other fellow riders.Gautham ,Prakash and a new recruit Roshan were eagerly waiting for us to kickstart the journey.Gautham and Prakash briefed us about the formation, the former was to lead the group and the latter was to sweep .We were informed that the ride master who has done Yelagiri ghats a dozen times will be joining us in Ranipet.He is none other than our dear friend and mentor Dominic.We kicked off from Saveetha college at 7.00 am .The roar of our bikes was reverberating into my ears which i experienced for the first time as we were cruising at 80- 90 kmph.We were a disciplined group on the road . The open highways were wonderful, constant throttling by all of us together made me feel we were from the army doing a parade.the synchronous riding by all of us was infact a magnifiient view.As we were closing Ranipet we stopped at the motel' red chilly' . we parked our bikes in a straight line which signifies we were there for each other.a gentleman even spoke to couple of riders and appreciated our effort.after the breakfast we were rearing to go ahead.we met Dominic in 15 mins. or so .Dominic took the lead .Unfortunately Prakash had a problem with his reliable standard. he could'nt go above 80 kmph but that did not deter him from riding.He had been to Himalayas and so this problem was by no means going to put him down so .Gautham became the sweep and Prakash became the ultimate sweep. hehehehe.The ride till the foothills was otherwise smooth except for 2 dogs which crossed the road in a jiffy without a warning sending chills down our spine.We stopped at the foothills and briefing by the members was enlightening. Never did i know how to take a hair pin bend correctly before joining this club.The view of the hills from down below , the riders and their machines was picturesque scene and worth mentioning.The hair pin bends were challenging but we bikers felt it was a piece of cake.Hats off to members though who zipped off in the ghats. Their professional riding skills impressed me.People on the way waved their hands at us, we felt we were on the top of the world .we regrouped at the hilltop and headed to ' La Auroville' our abode.we were welcomed by an eversmiling gentleman in the form of Mike.The bikers showed their skills at volleyball and cricket.the way we played was absolutely funny. cheering ,teasing , laughing and of course cheating was part of our show.By then we were tired and were served to a tasty and sumptious lunch.In the evening we were greeted by campfire and dinner.there was an interactive session, a Q &amp;amp; A session spearheaded by Dominic, a lot of dancing and needless to say arm wrestling competition which is famous amongst the bikers.We called it a day and went back to rooms with our heads in high spirits.The next day was even more beautiful and pleasant for the ride back.After breakfast we saddled up and left on a good note.the ride was a great one and we reached Dominics guest house in Ranipet.Bike restorer Shankar met us and showed us vintage bikes of yore . we were delighted to see BSA 's, sunbeam, matchless, jawas, lambrettas and our favourite RE STD 350 , made in England.We were happy to be riding a legend obtained from the British. The pick of the day was 750 cc Indian Scout which churns out raw american torque .I am sure you guys agree with it. Shankar gave us some tips about the maintenance of the bike which i am sure will be useful. We headed to punjabi dhaba for lunch following which we started on our way back to Chennai.We stopped at poonamallee bypass and gave each other a warm hug and parted ways.,I end this review on a happy note -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS BRILLIANT TO RIDE WITH LIKE MINDED PEOPLE UNDER THE BANNER WHICH BROUGHT US TOGETHER ' THE V 40' .I AM SURE V40 WILL ACHIEVE MANY MORE MILES IN THE FOLLOWING YEARS TO COMETHREE CHEERS TO CLUB V40 AND US THE 'V40 BROTHERS '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thumping off,&lt;br /&gt;Dr.Venkatesh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28959992-9222732646839377662?l=v40.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/feeds/9222732646839377662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28959992&amp;postID=9222732646839377662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/9222732646839377662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/9222732646839377662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/2009/11/operation-drvenky.html' title='Operation Dr.Venky'/><author><name>V-E-N-K-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08220468882932222996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28959992.post-2691372344569421876</id><published>2009-10-05T11:16:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-05T14:02:11.417+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A 2666 Kms Ride .... What an ecstasy it was....!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;It was around 7:00 on a calm Thursday evening (24-09-09 to be more specific), I was walking out of Barista holding two mugs of coffee in my hand, one for Gautham and another for me. Gautham, Dr. Venky and Prakash had come to our usual gathering spot in Besant Nagar to give KD and me a send-off for the ride. KD and I started from KD's place at around 9:00, all packed and geared up.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;min-height: 19px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;The ride begins...I was pretty new to long rides and most of all, this one was monstrous. Getting out of the city was the most difficult part. It was around 11:00 when we decided to stop for dinner at &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Vellore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. Till then, it was a plain ride. We quickly finished out dinner and started in another 45min.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;min-height: 19px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;We thought of making it to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Bangalore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; in the night so that we could ride with Mahek and his wife from there on. We were pretty-much doing 100-110 kmph speeds but trust me, overtaking KD's 500 was a hard job. At one point, KD was pretty-much ahead of me and all of a sudden, my Thunderbird switches off. There was all smoke fuming under my seat, I had no clue of what was happening. I pulled over to the left side of the road, luckily near a petrol bunk. By then, KD had come back searching for me. KD guessed some problem with the battery part and asked me to open the side case. As immediate as it could be, I unlock the side case and BOOOOM… battery burst right in my face. I can see nothing from one eye, my whole face started burning, it was one hell of a time. I quickly grabbed water from KD and washed my eye and Thank God! My eye was clear again. We pulled over my bike to a bright corner in the bunk. Fiddled with the battery and connections around to figure out that there has been a short-circuit on the wire connecting the negative terminal of the battery with the frame and the starter motor. One thing we surely understood was that my battery was super heated! KD, then had a plan, he opens his 500's battery box and we try to start my bike with his battery... Hurray! it works. We waited for an hour or so for my battery to cool down, quickly taped all the sort-circuited wires fixed my battery back and we were back on the road. "That was on hell of an incident!" I told myself.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;min-height: 19px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;It was around 4:00 am when we reached this wonderful place called "DSR Grand" in Krishnagiri. It was one amazing room that we got ourselves to put up for the night. It was super spacious/good/clean and a lot more worth than 500 Rs for the night. Meanwhile, KD asked Mahek and his wife to start their ride in the morning regard-less of we joining them. We did around 220 odd km the first day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Day 2,&lt;/span&gt; Friday! I was little more exited than the first day. I was 10:00 in the morning, we geared up and started out ride again from Krishnagiri. We passed through &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Bangalore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; to catch up the NICE road to ride towards Tumkur. We grabbed some biscuits and puff for the break-fast when we were in the out-scirts of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Bangalore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. Roads were pretty great for a copula 100 odd km. On our way we stopped at a petrol bunk to top-up my battery acid as most of it got spilt the previous night. By 3-ish in the after noon we reached Chitradurga, spotted a good-looking hotel and stopped for lunch, spent an hour or so there. We were planning to reach Kholpur by night, and we had a huge distance to cover. After a little while the roads stated getting worse. Oops! I shouldn't call it worse, they were actually exiting to ride after a long stretch of highways. We went on and on, stopped in copula places in between to get us some tea and biscuits. We found some hotel to put-up for the night at around 20km from Kholapur at around 11 in the night. That was a pretty long day, we did around 800 odd km. Had dinner and a good night sleep.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Day 3,&lt;/span&gt; Saturday! The day of the event. Started at around 7-ish in the morning. Mahabaleshwar was around 180 km from Kholapur. It was all plain, good highways again. We reached Sitara in copula hours, from there it was little bit for village roads and then ghat roads. The village road was pretty exiting with soft curves. I was keeping very close with KD to be sure that I dont miss him. All at once, the ghat roads start. The first curve, KD takes it deep and brakes a little and I just realize that I was too close to brake as I might start skidding, took it little straight, went into the bushes on the side of the road and stopped. Oh... KD was already gone, I pulled myself back onto road and started. One thing I wanted to be sure about from then, I would for any case not go so close onto KD's bike. Curve over curve, my excitement started building up. There were no hairpin-bends as such but the deep curves were great. On the curves KD zooms on, and I take my cool time to see understand the curve and take it. I havent done much of ghat roads yet, I told myself.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;min-height: 19px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;At 11-ish we reached this place called Swiss Country, we go park our Enfields next to 35 odd Roadshaker Enfields. At once, all of them gather around us, not a single person I knew of, apart from KD and Sachin. In no time got myself introduced to fellow riders. We then went up the room alloted for us, dumped our luggage, freshened up and gathered up at the conference room. It was Roadshaker's 8th anniversary, thats a lot of riding time. Sachin briefed up the Club's achievements over the years and the plans for the upcoming year. It was then continued with Roadshakers presentation. Well, I was totally amazed looking the the number of rides they did...Oh man! I told myself that I would need to do a lot more rides with V40 to be on the same page with them. Next in the list was V40's presentation, it kinda seemed pretty small after theirs.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;Presentation was followed by lunch, a pretty good one though. Most of were in semi-sleepy state, to swirl up, Roadshakers had planned few events. Fist in the line was "figure of eights", I shouldnt call it eight though, it was a double-eight in reality. Riders were split in teams, I was in Ram's team. One thing we messed, we picked up Thunderbird for the event. Only Sachin in our team was able to make it without putting his foot down through eight. Thank God! at least he made it, I put my leg down 4 times, but I had a brother, Ram managed to put his leg down 11 times. Next event was push an &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Enfield&lt;/st1:city&gt; up the ramp, trust me, its firstly hard to push an &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Enfield&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; for 20mts and that too up the ramp, super-hard! We tried our level best but there were teams faster than us :) Up next was slow race, two from each team would participate in the slow race and the first of the two's time would be taken into account. Some how we managed to make it first. &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Antony&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; and Mishal joined us by then, I would say more of V40 presence there! Followed by a game in the swimming pool and party in the night.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Day 4, &lt;/span&gt;Sunday! We planned to start with the rest of the group, ride the ghat roads and start our way back from there. I quickly had my break-fast and roamed around the place a little bit to click some photos. By the time I was back, KD was awake. We quickly geared up and started with the rest of the group. The plan was to meet up at a view point on our way back to click some group photos. First of all, the view was spectacular! Second of all, sight of all 40 odd riders in the view point was amazing! Anthony, Mishak, KD and me greeted a bye to everyone ad started our way. Now, this was one incident I would desperately wanna talk about. We stated riding the ghat roads, KD was leading, me in between and Anthony sweeping. I was pretty much exited riding the ghat roads as there were fantastic. At one point, Anthony overtook me and a bus ahead of me. Well, I tried to overtake the bus for another copula curves, was a hard thing. The next scene I remember was me siting on the side wall of the ghat road and Anthony &amp;amp; Mishal standing in front of me asking me how I was feeling, was I hurt, did I sleep off and skid??? I had no clue to any of those questions. I literally had no memory of what happened. I wasnt hurt at all, a big thanks to the V40 Club for the riding gear rule, first time I appreciated a rule! I got up took a quick stroll to see if I was good enough to be walking. By then they had pulled my bike from the road and KD was on it fixing. I dont know for what happened, but I skid the a stretch of 6-8 mts across the road. I asked KD and Anthony how they came back to get me, they said they had past some distance, stopped by as I wasnt there behind them, and came back searching for me. Firstly, I thought I slept off while riding, but then that seemed stupid as I was pretty excited riding and there was no chance that I could sleep off. Next what struck me was a blank-out. Oh...that was one incident I would never forget in my life. My bike was pretty much in riding condition, thanks to KD again. I was sure that I was out of the shock but I was thing back-n-fourth on what had happened that made me fall. My RPM meter was totally screwed up, tank had 3 dents, handle bar little bent and thats it. We started riding again, took some time to reach Sitara. Stopped over there to fix up my loose chain, oil top up for both KD and Anthony and food for all of us. Started at around 3-ish in the afternoon. Plan was to reach Hubli by night, around 400 odd km. It was a nice ride, with little bit of rain in few places on the way, we all liked it though. Reached Hubli at around 11-ish found place to stay, had some food and one good night sleep. That was a big day! Thanked KD, Anthony and Mishal for all the help, I dint say it to them though.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;min-height: 19px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Day 5,&lt;/span&gt; Monday! Anthony and Mishal were planning to go to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Yana&lt;/st1:place&gt; from there, so they started a little early 8-ish. I woke up early greeted a bye to them had my brake-fast went back to room to see KD still sleeping :) We started from Hubli around 9-ish. After a little stretch of highways from Hubli, the bad roads started, both of us were excited and we started kinda off-roading. KD's bag fell off the bike a copula times, we said never mind, packed the bag again and stated ripping off the road in most patches ;). That was just another fun part of the ride. Dominic, Gautham and Bharani were in Ooty (looks like they got so freeked out that they couldnt make it to the Mahabaleshwar ride ;) they did Yearkad and Ooty over the past copula days). So we kinda thought we could meet up at &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Bangalore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; and ride together. But then, we had a sudden change of plan. KD and me thought of by-passing &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Bangalore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; by taking the Kolar route just to get rid of the highways (you know too much of highways makes it boring). And that one proved to be one hell of a route. Super-big speed breakers, sudden ghat roads, ups and downs in the road made it pretty exciting ride, but it made both us and our bikes tired. We stopped at Kolar for lunch at around 4-ish fixed a few thing on my bike (my chain guard had come off) and started back again. We took the old chennai-bangalore highway, trust me it was in pathetic condition. At on point, it was getting dark and I was on reserve for quite some time, pretty tensed up I go and ask KD he replies back saying he is on reserve too. Wow! I thought. Fortunately we found a petrol bunk in some 8 km. We tanked up and started. The road made me pretty slow, KD was able to do good speeds but I was pretty exhausted. We took 3.5 hrs to cover 90 odd km. We reached a village near &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Vellore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, stopped had some tea and found our way onto the highways back again. We couldnt meet up with the other guys at Ranipet as they too got stuck on some bad roads on their way back and got delayed. We waved each other bye near Madhya Kailash and I was home by 11:30 in the night. We did 800 odd km that day I was badly exhausted, had my food and went back to bed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;min-height: 19px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;min-height: 19px"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;So, that was the story about my 2666km Ride. 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What an ecstasy it was....!!!'/><author><name>V-E-N-K-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08220468882932222996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28959992.post-4550328404137101959</id><published>2009-09-15T16:11:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-16T13:05:16.462+05:30</updated><title type='text'>V40 Recruits Paradise - Yelagiri</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R7SxCqA7GZ8/SrCU_miA2MI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/nOLXPdV4X1w/s1600-h/DSC_6819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R7SxCqA7GZ8/SrCU_miA2MI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/nOLXPdV4X1w/s200/DSC_6819.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381965375103621314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R7SxCqA7GZ8/SrCU_DOAVHI/AAAAAAAAAjI/2Z1oOt9O9Pk/s1600-h/DSC_6809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R7SxCqA7GZ8/SrCU_DOAVHI/AAAAAAAAAjI/2Z1oOt9O9Pk/s200/DSC_6809.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381965365624460402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7SxCqA7GZ8/SrCU-hy_OmI/AAAAAAAAAjA/WLa9zNHA8Hg/s1600-h/DSC05571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R7SxCqA7GZ8/SrCU-hy_OmI/AAAAAAAAAjA/WLa9zNHA8Hg/s200/DSC05571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381965356652771938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R7SxCqA7GZ8/SrCU-KbPq6I/AAAAAAAAAi4/NtPdtuPAj_A/s1600-h/DSC05568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R7SxCqA7GZ8/SrCU-KbPq6I/AAAAAAAAAi4/NtPdtuPAj_A/s200/DSC05568.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381965350379170722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experience of a Recruit!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion and Flair are the key words that one could  associate with the Group - on the Ride and Otherwise too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started off,  I and Goutham, sharp at 7 AM at Savitha Dental. I being new to long rides on  groups, Goutham set the rules of the road and two of us to follow. Pretty crisp  for the induction. I had my apprehensions on taking speeds while 'running in'  the bike. However, Goutham's brand new Mac 500 - having done 600 odd gave me the  confidence to do the speed on mine too. For a start, Goutham helped the warm up  to restrict at 80. However slowly he teased me up to catch up with him and of  course with periodic "breathing in" on the engine. Phew! I did my first 90. By  the time confidence sets in - its breakfast time guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the usual  V40 joint - Red Chilly to have the eggitarian (Gautham's) delight - the Mutta  Dosai. After a 45 minute break started off on the road again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group  would probably remember - on my first meeting I having asked the question on  "Proper Riding Gear". Stupid on my part to have asked given the speeds!!! Would  recommend freshers to probably google on "How important is a proper riding  gear". Dom, appreciate the rule. &lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003eWell, the above intro on riding gears was important. I was on skating knee guard for the time being. And the thing was hurting me after couple of hours. Yelagiri was still 62 kms off, and the pain of the stretching velcro became unbearable. I zoomed up to Gautham for the break and to loosen up the knee guard. The second break was faster. However all breaks have an important aspect - \u0026quot;Dum Break!!!\u0026quot; Made good use of it and hit the road again. The next break was predicided at the foothills\n - for the next breifing session. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHere was my first \u0026quot;going off road\u0026quot; experience. We turned from the NH on to the Jolarpet road. There was a pretty nasty curve just about the foothills. We were at 80 or so. I could see Goutham banking the curve with ease. However, right at the curve, I could see the loose sand on the side of the road pretty late. Instinct advised me to get off road and not to do the curve. Not to worry - only a few passerby on the road - just curoiusly looking at me as to what was I trying!!!\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003eGoing up the ghats was completely a new experience on a bike for me. Banking the curve on a Hairpin was explained by GG (oops!!! the expansion comes in later - pls read on!!!) and followed by me. The next double \u0026quot;dumming break\u0026quot; was at the view point. Here is where we get to know Dom was running couple of hours late. \u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003eMike Bernard\u0026#39;s Le Auroville was the most hospitable place - the way he greeted the Bullet guys! While on the tea\n and getting settled down, Domnic joined us with his new possession - U-Mac (I rather leave the naming in ceremony to Dom himself). We could hear the thump far away on the road. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eYelagiri had the Paragliding festival on during the same time. After lunch, we headed on for it. Unfortunately, due to brief rain, they had shifted off that day\u0026#39;s schedule to the next. Not to get disheartened - we decide to explore more of Yelagiri. Small country roads with muddy patch were there to welcome us. \u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003eGautham\u0026#39;s explanations skills and \u0026quot;gyans\u0026quot; on the session is where the GG aka Gyan Goutham comes in. ",1] );  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the above intro on riding gears was important. I was on skating  knee guard for the time being. And the thing was hurting me after couple of  hours. Yelagiri was still 62 kms off, and the pain of the stretching velcro  became unbearable. I zoomed up to Gautham for the break and to loosen up the  knee guard. The second break was faster. However all breaks have an important  aspect - "Dum Break!!!" Made good use of it and hit the road again. The next  break was predicided at the foothills - for the next breifing session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here was my first "going off road" experience. We turned from the NH on  to the Jolarpet road. There was a pretty nasty curve just about the foothills.  We were at 80 or so. I could see Goutham banking the curve with ease. However,  right at the curve, I could see the loose sand on the side of the road pretty  late. Instinct advised me to get off road and not to do the curve. Not to worry  - only a few passerby on the road - just curoiusly looking at me as to what was  I trying!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going up the ghats was completely a new experience on a bike  for me. Banking the curve on a Hairpin was explained by GG (oops!!! the  expansion comes in later - pls read on!!!) and followed by me. The next double  "dumming break" was at the view point. Here is where we get to know Dom was  running couple of hours late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike Bernard's Le Auroville was the most  hospitable place - the way he greeted the Bullet guys! While on the tea and  getting settled down, Domnic joined us with his new possession - U-Mac (I rather  leave the naming in ceremony to Dom himself). We could hear the thump far away  on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yelagiri had the Paragliding festival on during the same  time. After lunch, we headed on for it. Unfortunately, due to brief rain, they  had shifted off that day's schedule to the next. Not to get disheartened - we  decide to explore more of Yelagiri. Small country roads with muddy patch were  there to welcome us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gautham's explanations skills and "gyans" on the  session is where the GG aka Gyan Goutham comes in. &lt;script&gt;&lt;!-- D(["mb","\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe Day 2 started off after the breakfast. This was the day with my induction to greater speeds - clocking in 100 at a few stretches. I am a firm believer of team work and of course the OBAMA chant \u0026quot;together we can\u0026quot;!!! I was sharing with the groups - if I were alone, I may not have done this speeds. Dom and GG also had their brief bouts of 120 or so\n to chase a few santros. All in all - we were watched by all the passerby and onlookers - obviously with an awe! \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHow amazing would it be if all us were to join and ride in a formation - it would be a spectacle!!!\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003eOn any surface - V40 is the best!!!\u003cbr\u003e\u003c/div\u003e\u003cdiv style\u003d\"font-family:times new roman,new york,times,serif;font-size:12pt\"\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cdiv style\u003d\"font-family:times new roman,new york,times,serif;font-size:12pt\"\u003e\u003cfont size\u003d\"2\" face\u003d\"Tahoma\"\u003e\u003cdiv\u003e\n\u003chr size\u003d\"1\"\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-weight:bold\"\u003eFrom:\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/b\u003e Subramanian Sridharan \u0026lt;\u003ca href\u003d\"mailto:goutham.sridharan@gmail.com\" target\u003d\"_blank\" onclick\u003d\"return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)\"\u003egoutham.sridharan@gmail.com\u003c/a\u003e\u0026gt;\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-weight:bold\"\u003eTo:\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/b\u003e \u003ca href\u003d\"mailto:g_mhsh@yahoo.com\" target\u003d\"_blank\" onclick\u003d\"return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)\"\u003eg_mhsh@yahoo.com\u003c/a\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003c/div\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-weight:bold\"\u003eSent:\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/b\u003e Monday, September 14, 2009 12:34:13 PM\u003cdiv\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cspan style\u003d\"font-weight:bold\"\u003eSubject:\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/b\u003e V40 \u0026quot;ON ANY SURFACE\u0026quot;\u003cbr\u003e\u003c/div\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003cdiv\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\u003c/div\u003e\u003cdiv\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\nhi mahesh,\u003cdiv\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c/div\u003e\u003cdiv\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c/div\u003e\u003cdiv\u003ehad a wonderful time riding with you and would also request you to do write up about our ride to yelagiri and also please send in your intro mails.\u003c/div\u003e\u003cdiv\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c/div\u003e\u003cdiv\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\n\n\u003c/div\u003e\u003cdiv\u003eCheers,\u003c/div\u003e\u003cdiv\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c/div\u003e\u003cdiv\u003eGoutham\u003c/div\u003e\n\u003c/div\u003e\u003c/div\u003e\u003c/div\u003e\u003c/div\u003e\u003c/div\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\n\n\n\n      \u003c/div\u003e\u003c/div\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c/div\u003e\n",0] );  //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Day 2 started off after the breakfast. This was the day with my  induction to greater speeds - clocking in 100 at a few stretches. I am a firm  believer of team work and of course the OBAMA chant "together we can"!!! I was  sharing with the groups - if I were alone, I may not have done this speeds. Dom  and GG also had their brief bouts of 120 or so to chase a few santros. All in  all - we were watched by all the passerby and onlookers - obviously with an awe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How amazing would it be if all us were to join and ride in a formation -  it would be a spectacle!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On any surface - V40 is the best!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;V40 Mahesh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28959992-4550328404137101959?l=v40.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/feeds/4550328404137101959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28959992&amp;postID=4550328404137101959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/4550328404137101959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/4550328404137101959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/2009/09/v40-recruits-paradise-yelagiri.html' title='V40 Recruits Paradise - Yelagiri'/><author><name>V-E-N-K-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08220468882932222996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R7SxCqA7GZ8/SrCU_miA2MI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/nOLXPdV4X1w/s72-c/DSC_6819.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28959992.post-1514469613349714466</id><published>2009-08-26T12:58:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-26T13:03:20.809+05:30</updated><title type='text'>V40 On TOP OF THE WORLD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R7SxCqA7GZ8/SpTlG83hbfI/AAAAAAAAAgo/wyKlANPxRVU/s1600-h/DSC_6542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374172162940825074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R7SxCqA7GZ8/SpTlG83hbfI/AAAAAAAAAgo/wyKlANPxRVU/s400/DSC_6542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28959992-1514469613349714466?l=v40.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/feeds/1514469613349714466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28959992&amp;postID=1514469613349714466' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/1514469613349714466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/1514469613349714466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/2009/08/v40-on-top-of-world.html' title='V40 On TOP OF THE WORLD'/><author><name>V-E-N-K-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08220468882932222996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R7SxCqA7GZ8/SpTlG83hbfI/AAAAAAAAAgo/wyKlANPxRVU/s72-c/DSC_6542.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28959992.post-5982536740023619230</id><published>2009-06-26T12:01:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-24T14:03:23.790+05:30</updated><title type='text'>KOLLI HILLS - Hair Pin Ride</title><content type='html'>20th - 21st June 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dominic, Goutham and me reached Goutham’s house on Friday, 19th June 2009 at around 11 pm as per plan. After relishing a delightful south Indian vegetarian dinner, we chatted for a while and went to bed at 1.30 am. The plan was to start riding at 4 am the next morning. So it was an early rise for the three of us on Saturday, 20th June 2009 as the alarm started ringing at 3.30 am. Goutham’s bed and the A/C was too comforting for us that we didn’t feel like waking up but the very thought that we were riding to Kolli Hills made us jump out of the bed. We quickly freshened up, packed our bags, geared up and were all ready to leave. We left from Goutham’s house at 4.30 am and the actual ride started from Kathipara, Guindy at around 4.45 am. Dominic being the lead, Goutham the sweep and me in between, we opened up and our bikes roared on a deserted NH-4, cruising at a good speed of 100-110 Kpmh inspite of the fact that there were a million small insects hitting our helmet visors. We continued that way and took our first break at a restaurant a few kilometers before Vaniyambadi at around 6.15 am. We had a glass of juice and a couple of cigarettes and left soon from there. According to our plan our next stop was at Tirupathur for breakfast. Everything went on smoothly as per plan till we went off NH-46 and took a left on to SH-18, the road to Tirupathur. Just after we jumped a couple of speed breakers, Dom felt something was wrong with his bike. His bike’s air filter flange came out!!!!! We got it fixed for the moment and rode down slowly to Tirupathur to a mechanic shed to get it fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon his bike was ready and we left from Tirupathur. We had breakfast on the way and after covering about 120-130 Kms, we stopped at a petrol bunk to tank up and also have tea. There was a bit of tension here because Dom lost his I-pod and after searching for around half an hour we found the I-pod fallen on the ground in the petrol bunk. Relieved, we started riding again and soon reached Salem-Namakkal road when Dom felt that his air filter was not properly fixed and may pop out any time. The hunt for a mechanic in Namakkal began and after a bit of offroading (the road was that bad) through some narrow lanes we managed to find a mechanic who fixed the air filter. We could see the hills from this place and wanted to get there as soon as possible. We had lunch and started riding towards the foot hills. The ride uphill on the narrow road on the ghats was enthralling. There were 70 bends totally and most of them were blind spots. I was just following Dom’s track and slowly felt even more confident and started enjoying it further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached the top at around 5 pm and went to a place called Nallathambi Resort and checked in to our room. The weather was awesome and the cool breeze blowing across made it feel like heaven. We freshened up, changed and hit the bed. We woke up at 7.30 pm, had dinner and went back to sleep. It was a very hectic and tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up at 9 am the next morning geared up and were all set to leave. We checked out of the room and started riding downhill. The ride downhill was equally amazing and thrilling as the ride uphill. We soon reached the foot hills and this time we decided to avoid Namakkal and take a shorter route through Rasipuram. We were doing good speeds on this stretch. Goutham was the lead and frightened by the noise of his bike a goat started running here and there as soon as his bike passed through and almost came onto the middle of the road. Myself and Dominic just managed to avoid the goat. Worst part is that all this happened when we were overtaking a bus. Phew!!! Was a narrow escape. We stopped for breakfast and hit the road again. Till now everything was fine. We rode down for some time and suddenly at around 1 pm something went BOOM in my bike and the engine stopped. We spent more than an hour trying to fix it but it was of no use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only option was to tow the bike to Tirupathur (almost 90 Kms away from that point) to a mechanic shed. Hats off to Dominic who towed my bike all the way upto Tirupathur, that too at a speed of 80-100 Kmph at certain stretches. Goutham inspite of having an injured leg helped Dominic in towing my bike. However it took us almost 2 hrs to reach Tirupathur. But to our disappointment even the mechanic at Tirupathur wasn’t able to figure out what was wrong with my bike. Now the only option was to take the bike to Ranipet, to Shankar mechanic’s place. It was very kind of Dom and Goutham to offer to tow my bike again till Ranipet but considering the fact that they would definitely be tired I thought putting the bike onto a vehicle would be a better option. So we loaded my bike on a Tata Ace and headed to Ranipet. Dom and Goutham sped away on their bikes and I was sitting in the Tata Ace going at 30-40 Kmph. After a long and bumpy journey that lasted for 2.5 hrs in the Tata Ace, I finally reached Ranipet. Dom and Goutham were already there long back and were waiting for me to arrive. It was dark and late in the evening, 7 pm to be exact when I reached Shankar mechanic’s shed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Shankar sat down and started to figure out what might have gone wrong. He noticed that the inlet valve was not working. As he moved down and opened the case, we found out what the cause of breakdown was. The tappet which is in contact with the cam and is responsible for the timely opening and closing of the inlet valve had broken and it was due to manufacturing defect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By that time Krishna and Sudeep came to Ranipet from Chennai. We left my bike at Ranipet and headed back to Chennai from Ranipet at 9 pm. I rode pillion with Sudeep. We stopped at a Dhaba for dinner and reached the outskirts of Chennai around 11.30 pm. By the time we reached home it was 12 in the mid night. On the whole it was a mixed bag of both good and bad incidents. Even the bad incidents were learning experiences for us. I got some hands on training and information on how the engine works its components etc. So, even the bad turned out to be good. I enjoyed every bit of the ride. Thanks V40!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Anand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-adb6f894dd3945e9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dadb6f894dd3945e9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331258030%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D769DD9B95509D4A6ABA1C48D02E6CFECC78636F9.585E021770F684794A5D5CC9640975152557248D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dadb6f894dd3945e9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzSPM5Au-p5mX8gRbUE5cgufpiSE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dadb6f894dd3945e9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331258030%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D769DD9B95509D4A6ABA1C48D02E6CFECC78636F9.585E021770F684794A5D5CC9640975152557248D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dadb6f894dd3945e9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzSPM5Au-p5mX8gRbUE5cgufpiSE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28959992-5982536740023619230?l=v40.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/feeds/5982536740023619230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28959992&amp;postID=5982536740023619230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/5982536740023619230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/5982536740023619230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/2009/06/kolli-hills-hair-pin-ride.html' title='KOLLI HILLS - Hair Pin Ride'/><author><name>V-E-N-K-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08220468882932222996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28959992.post-6744104671423607679</id><published>2009-05-18T09:58:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-26T12:05:51.444+05:30</updated><title type='text'>BIKER'S Night OUT 09th MAY 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R7SxCqA7GZ8/ShDkKqxeYCI/AAAAAAAAAe4/3SrvdvXFKzM/s1600-h/DSC02773.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337016430365663266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R7SxCqA7GZ8/ShDkKqxeYCI/AAAAAAAAAe4/3SrvdvXFKzM/s320/DSC02773.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R7SxCqA7GZ8/ShDkKhC-YqI/AAAAAAAAAew/3VL-aImXQVI/s1600-h/DSC02772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337016427754709666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R7SxCqA7GZ8/ShDkKhC-YqI/AAAAAAAAAew/3VL-aImXQVI/s320/DSC02772.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R7SxCqA7GZ8/ShDkKfRiAPI/AAAAAAAAAeo/t_osiTaV4cw/s1600-h/DSC02770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337016427278893298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R7SxCqA7GZ8/ShDkKfRiAPI/AAAAAAAAAeo/t_osiTaV4cw/s320/DSC02770.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R7SxCqA7GZ8/ShDkKUFtlBI/AAAAAAAAAeg/e3pCYOyGr14/s1600-h/DSC02754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337016424276530194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R7SxCqA7GZ8/ShDkKUFtlBI/AAAAAAAAAeg/e3pCYOyGr14/s320/DSC02754.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN THE CAT USES A FISH-EYE LENS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON'T PANIC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All work and no play makes Jack even dull, yes that's what we are not following .......The time had come again, and yes the bulls with the Riders ware ready yet again for a mission..... .that sees no end...This time it was more of a jungle beast with wild fire ...!not getting…., Bikers night out with all that one can think of ...except FANS over our head....lol. As of the plan the big guns fired on time and we could hear the cannons loud and loud enough to shake the onlookers. We were all together 13 riders and proudly sitting and riding in our bikes ...though the Journey took its sweet time every one made it for the ultimate mission.&lt;br /&gt;One cannot separate the word punctuality from the legend non other than the owner Dom...He was there sharp 5.30pm in fact before 5.30pm in ode to start the ride as of the plan, but it happens when we go for a big mission we have to say a good and lovely bye to our loved ones(....... }that's where we get late, its understood !oh I was the one to reach among the first in ode but then I was the person who came at the last to the final destination i had my own excuses and I was may be saved because the gurus were high on the Amruts {ol, grass}lol... .and the bad part of it was I was carrying the coal to lit up the fire and i made every one to wait just because i was carrying the coal .....!That's really bad ......any ways we had all the expert gyans from Veka ,about how to light the charcoal...which never caught fire until Sidhu and KD with their expert R&amp;amp;D helped the charcoal catch fire for the mess to get hot and food to be cooked. There were some guest ...who were helping us to sing and dance together with tsic the guitar playing side .The chef were Gautam , KD, Siddhu , Ganesh and Sudeep...and they did a decent job to feed the entire gang. Yes not to forget the ever smiling (IISAC)with all the time in his phone and round the mess to grasp a bite of raw meet .BY the time the food was cooked properly he eat every thing and he was good for no food for the next two days. Once the bottles were opened and the music was heard loud we could suddenly hear some real thunder roars ,and it was non other that the legend Sachin ,along with Divya his friend. They also joined the party and we all started to hunt down on our food and fill our hungry stomach.&lt;br /&gt;By the time every one finished their dinner it was either too early to get up or too late to sleep it was 2 in the mid night and Again the legends were taking their turn to give gyans to the beginners... This time it was Domnic the man who maintains his bull like a tank and moves it like a bullet...who was sleeping right under the coconut tree and talking to the other bikers and mean while sleeping suddenly .KD the man with ultimate machine....who rides and never stops, never gets tired(as long as he is riding)was the first in the camp to sleep ...slowly the entire place was as silent as a grave yard with some beautiful music of snoring....I guess the ghost were singing in the jungle...lol. .&lt;br /&gt;By the time every one could sleep I was in my dream land and trying to sleep but there was a problem guess what the moment I was going to close my eyes I could see my self flying in the air like Alladin in his magical charpai .The mystery remains undisclosed due to some personal reasons, it was only Anand to my rescue who gave me a piece of lime to help me rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;Every one had a good food thanks to all the chefs and at last in the morning it was time for every one to pack up .Every one was ready but the problem was one of our rider K.D who was the first to go to bed was last to get up that to all after I went and personally waked him up.&lt;br /&gt;We headed straight to mahabs to tank up our hungry stomach ….and after that KD, Anand, Ganesh, Iisac, and sudeep decided that it was not enough they seceded to go off road into the sands. As the experience and skill counts no doubt K.D was the lead and we all were very keen to follow his track .As soon as we saw K.D taking into the sand we all started to follow him but only to our demise that h was flying in the sand as if he was in the tar road but we all were stuck and trying to help our self pulling out our bike ,in one place I was socked to even dream of taking my bike in such a terrain. But we all slowly got it right and had good fun .Had some few problems but Always KD was there to help .At the end all wells that ends well ride was over and we had a wonderful time. Waiting for a next trip soon…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ride Safe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sudeep&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28959992-6744104671423607679?l=v40.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/feeds/6744104671423607679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28959992&amp;postID=6744104671423607679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/6744104671423607679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/6744104671423607679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/2009/05/bikers-night-out-09th-may-2009.html' title='BIKER&apos;S Night OUT 09th MAY 2009'/><author><name>V-E-N-K-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08220468882932222996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R7SxCqA7GZ8/ShDkKqxeYCI/AAAAAAAAAe4/3SrvdvXFKzM/s72-c/DSC02773.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28959992.post-278874487724785534</id><published>2009-04-03T11:48:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-03T11:58:47.450+05:30</updated><title type='text'>YERKAUD Pilgrimage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R7SxCqA7GZ8/SdWq2iX1yfI/AAAAAAAAAdo/GxVzXly_pMU/s1600-h/56919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R7SxCqA7GZ8/SdWq2iX1yfI/AAAAAAAAAdo/GxVzXly_pMU/s320/56919.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320346388724566514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holla Buggers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes you read the subject right. A Pilgrimage! And that too to Yercaud. Wondering how? Ill tell you all about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The traditional purpose of Lent is the preparation of the believer — through prayer, penitence, almsgiving and self-denial — for the annual commemoration during Holy Week of the Death and Resurrection of Jesus. Its a period of 40 Days (6 Sundays excluded) Jesus spent in the desert before the beginning of his public ministry, where he endured temptation by Satan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So something more or less similar happened in our V40 Group. Three Saints, namely St. Chavan, St. Dominic &amp;amp; St. Soorya, presently in their humble realization of and regret for their misdeeds, led their flock last weekend to the mystical hills of Yercaud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a lot of commotion about who's riding and who's not and where to, (Thanks to Rev. KD), 7 of them embarked on a journey to Yercaud from Madras. As per the firm commitment to the left wing of the V40 Group (i.e. Guys from Blore, Me &amp;amp; Vinod), the rendezvous was supposed to happen at 9.30 in Krishnagiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A calm peaceful night. A pleasant morning. I was waiting next day just to recieve a message from Vinod that the poor soul cant make it. What the heck I thought. I rode down to Krishnagiri. Reaching the rendezvous point by 9, I ended up checking on a taurus and had a stumtuous breakfast. Then the wait began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The knights from Madras rode out in style on Saturday the morning. Prior to the ride the Govt of Tamil Nadu had requested that the Bangalore Highway needed some lubrication. I dunno for what - I urge you guys to use your imagination. So St Dominic was called on to active duty. With oil spraying from his tappet casing the Road was polished to the mark. This being a tedious job, the knights rode down on a slower pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 1.30 St Chavan and the flock (Excluding Dom &amp;amp; Soorya) reached Krishnagiri. From there onwards the group (the Left &amp;amp; the right wing) rode toward Salem. Neat roads. Decent ride. The 22km climb to Yercaud that included 22 hairpin bends was a feast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the rooms booked and the luggage stashed, it was time to off-road in the ATV track. Our group needs better navigation. Getting lost may not be all fun, but this time around it was the best thing that happened. Awesome narrow roads. Beautiful curves. It was real fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching the ATV track, the Enfield Employees were on their feet. A new ride plan for the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for the 4 who were ready to take the ATV track with the headlamps on, the rest decided to call it a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hungree and Dirtee, Hotel was the destination. Since the Saints have Denounced the pleasures of Alcohol &amp;amp; Weed; except for St. Dominc turned Lucifer said " Cmon guys, lets have wine women mirth and Laughter; Sermons &amp;amp; Soda water the day after", it was just the four of us drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dom also proved to be a first class third rate botanist. He has mastered the art of grafting. His new found "PLANTANA", a Banana grafted with Plantains, gave a great insight into Amar's Child Formation theory. St. Chavan getting high on Appy Fiz it was a nice chat that didnt last too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning is the best time to ride. And if u believe that you should always ride on a full tank and full stomach, haul your big fat ass out of bed early so that you can have your fill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A breakfast midway was not a bad idea. At Vaniyambady the left wing rode on to Blore while the right to Madras. In short it was a sweet weekend get away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;RDX&lt;br /&gt;(The Drum Addict)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28959992-278874487724785534?l=v40.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/feeds/278874487724785534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28959992&amp;postID=278874487724785534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/278874487724785534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/278874487724785534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/2009/04/yerkaud-pilgrimage.html' title='YERKAUD Pilgrimage'/><author><name>V-E-N-K-Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08220468882932222996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R7SxCqA7GZ8/SdWq2iX1yfI/AAAAAAAAAdo/GxVzXly_pMU/s72-c/56919.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28959992.post-8120318509814888374</id><published>2009-03-11T00:00:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-14T21:20:34.026+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Jolly Holi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fObgtq1n-OI/SbvSMCBo0mI/AAAAAAAAAC8/aByU1sa8CAo/s1600-h/DSC02261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fObgtq1n-OI/SbvSMCBo0mI/AAAAAAAAAC8/aByU1sa8CAo/s320/DSC02261.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313071289557635682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fObgtq1n-OI/SbtM9uIiXlI/AAAAAAAAACs/jFSoQBQSpMU/s1600-h/DSC02259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fObgtq1n-OI/SbtM9uIiXlI/AAAAAAAAACs/jFSoQBQSpMU/s320/DSC02259.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312924808653200978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fObgtq1n-OI/SbtMq6pvYNI/AAAAAAAAACk/PghaKNMbTkE/s1600-h/DSC02270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fObgtq1n-OI/SbtMq6pvYNI/AAAAAAAAACk/PghaKNMbTkE/s320/DSC02270.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312924485596176594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The new rendezvous point was mind blowing, what with the salty breeze, the ambiance and the sumptuous food lighting up the senses and providing the right setting for our camaraderie. I would really like to congratulate the individuals for deciding on the locale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always, our chit chat was both enjoyable and thought provoking and I lapped it up as much as I could. To top it all was the unabashed splashing of color and love which made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see you guys and gals next w'day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Venky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28959992-8120318509814888374?l=v40.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/8120318509814888374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/8120318509814888374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/2009/03/jolly-holi.html' title='Jolly Holi'/><author><name>Antony Rubin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FjaDp5jrM9Y/Tm4YqOVajsI/AAAAAAAABXY/IBncrDLBuzs/s220/Karatha-Kid.jpg_Thumbnail1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fObgtq1n-OI/SbvSMCBo0mI/AAAAAAAAAC8/aByU1sa8CAo/s72-c/DSC02261.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28959992.post-318499008944973969</id><published>2009-03-05T12:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-05T12:22:19.337+05:30</updated><title type='text'>V40: Finesse Biking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;With our New MODERATOR (&lt;img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/e/328" goomoji="328" style="margin: 0pt 0.2ex; vertical-align: middle;" /&gt;) in place V40 has always been in action as group. When the existence of V40 had become a question in the minds of many, I felt its high time to claim what we have accomplished. Silence is golden. This time around it has been fatal. Too much of anything is good for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What better "YEXCUSE" for a "YESSCAPE to YELLAGIRI" than to welcome our new moderator to his chair? A small get together by the lake at the secluded hill tops. So a team of 5 bulls revved and roared from chennai under the watchful eyes of our revered UNCA. Was that all it? Just 5 bikes? Hell No. We had some folks riding from Coimbatore, one from Pollachi and one from Banaglore. 8 Bikes. 12 People.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As titled, V40 is all about finesse biking. So the elite bunch grouped at yellagiri on a blissful saturday afternoon. And the party began in real ernest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldnt say the ride was totally uneventful. Nice that our brother "KISS-NA" did a flying live demonstration to all others how not to ride. Especially when you see the toll bridge. Though the other riders couldnt witness the demonstration a lecture later in the hilltop made the point. With his bruised toe, his bike was stashed in Ambur and him taken to the medics. Nice genteel medics we have in towns here. With UNCA barking orders, the medics did finally budge. The battered toe was fixed and the ride continued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up on the hill, lodging was arranged at "HOT- LE -GIRI". The name was coined by mother nature herself with the help of her children the strong weather and harsh winds. Post lunch 2 of them lazy bums stayed in the lodging. The rest walked to the lake enjoying the pleasant afternoon. The evening became live with the camp fire dancing away to glory as them relaxed bunch of bikers resorted to the aid of rum and the fire to keep em warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conversation slowly widened and humour was the only thing left. What the heck. Happiness was all that mattered. A beaming bunch of faces around the fire was a dellightful sight. After a nice dinner (DID WE EAT? I WAS STONED I DONT RECOLLECT A DARN THING) we headed to our rooms. Did we? Two of them went missing. Atleast thats what i thought! Two of them Football maniacs. Two of them die hard fans of Barcelona who had waited all year for that match between FCB and Real Madrid. The guys had enjoyed themselves the whole evening that they literally chuked the soccer match under the bed and went off to sleep. Why? They wanted to enjoy the ride back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daybreak was cold and breezy. After a lazy cup of chai and a filling breakfast, we started back. Nice ride down the hill. We headed to Ambur for some shoe shopping. Some got lucky and some couldnt make up their mind. We rode back home safe and sound. A relaxed ride. A cool ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another display of Finesse Biking by the V40's.  Sooner we are to find another YESSCUSE for a YESSCAPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamaan the Yenjaayment Wonlee I Say&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Eashwar.R&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28959992-318499008944973969?l=v40.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/feeds/318499008944973969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28959992&amp;postID=318499008944973969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/318499008944973969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/318499008944973969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/2009/03/v40-finesse-biking.html' title='V40: Finesse Biking'/><author><name>Antony Rubin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FjaDp5jrM9Y/Tm4YqOVajsI/AAAAAAAABXY/IBncrDLBuzs/s220/Karatha-Kid.jpg_Thumbnail1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28959992.post-4058640208593850543</id><published>2006-12-08T12:54:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2006-12-08T13:03:28.920+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Ride to Pondy</title><content type='html'>Ride to P&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ondy&lt;/span&gt; on the 9 &amp;amp; 10 Dec (Weekend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bangalore guys are joining us....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope many guys turn up since its not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;tooo&lt;/span&gt; far and its been a really long time since we hit the Highway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Will also be doing a Photo-shoot on the way since we need some good snaps to give to the press / make banners / posters etc....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A team of press People are coming with us do the shoot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28959992-4058640208593850543?l=v40.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/4058640208593850543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/4058640208593850543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/2006/12/ride-to-pondy.html' title='Ride to Pondy'/><author><name>Antony Rubin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FjaDp5jrM9Y/Tm4YqOVajsI/AAAAAAAABXY/IBncrDLBuzs/s220/Karatha-Kid.jpg_Thumbnail1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28959992.post-116174229217528257</id><published>2006-10-20T01:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-25T07:41:32.186+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Rider Mania 2007</title><content type='html'>Here are the details:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dates: Jan 24th and 25th 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Asias largest Water Park 35 Kms from the City on NH7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Participation: Rs.1500/head/2days [Inclusive of Entry, Food, Stay, T-Shirt, mementos and Beer].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Events: Loads of biking and non biking events. Skow races, DirtDrags, Tug of wars, Beer drinkers, Arm wrestling, 8's, Assembly warsand the customary RM Group ride through the City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The price/head factor might go down in event of more sponsorersstepping in and participation rate increasing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full security and safe deposit lockers for valuables at the venue!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huge concrete parking big enough for 1000 Bikes and events happeningin the same place!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagpur weather in Jan is very pleasant. Slight Sunny during the dayand about 5-7 Deg C at night!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A DJ will be playing Biker Songs/Music both days followed by a Rockband each night. Expect no dance music:) It's gonna be Beer Dikin',Hell Raisin', Rubber Smokin', Bitch Slappin', Hard Ridin' ROCK ANDROLL;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28959992-116174229217528257?l=v40.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/116174229217528257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/116174229217528257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/2006/10/rider-mania-2007.html' title='Rider Mania 2007'/><author><name>Antony Rubin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FjaDp5jrM9Y/Tm4YqOVajsI/AAAAAAAABXY/IBncrDLBuzs/s220/Karatha-Kid.jpg_Thumbnail1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28959992.post-116027633208203534</id><published>2006-10-07T00:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-10T15:31:02.543+05:30</updated><title type='text'>V40 on the Economic Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/73/3075/1600/getimage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/73/3075/320/getimage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;a href="http://epaper.timesofindia.com/Repository/ml.asp?Ref=RVRDSC8yMDA2LzEwLzA3I0FyMDIxMDA=&amp;Mode=Gif&amp;amp;Locale=english-skin-custom"&gt;http://epaper.timesofindia.com/Repository/ml.asp?Ref=RVRDSC8yMDA2LzEwLzA3I0FyMD\IxMDA=&amp;Mode=Gif&amp;amp;Locale=english-skin-custom&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you SUDHIR SYAL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28959992-116027633208203534?l=v40.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/116027633208203534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/116027633208203534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/2006/10/v40-on-economic-times.html' title='V40 on the Economic Times'/><author><name>Antony Rubin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FjaDp5jrM9Y/Tm4YqOVajsI/AAAAAAAABXY/IBncrDLBuzs/s220/Karatha-Kid.jpg_Thumbnail1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28959992.post-115993372035271662</id><published>2006-10-03T00:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-10-06T09:18:27.516+05:30</updated><title type='text'>RTMC 5A (No words Only photos of How we enjoyed)</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed name="flashticker" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://widget-d1.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" width="475" height="375" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="site=widget-d1.slide.com&amp;channel=8057297&amp;amp;cy=bl" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="0" src="http://widget-d1.slide.com/f2/8057297/bl_t017_v000_a000_f00/images/blank.gif" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AJ Menon's snaps a as follows &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.kodakgallery.com/I.jsp?c=gytzd7p.bxleq185&amp;x=0&amp;y=-padu48&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28959992-115993372035271662?l=v40.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/115993372035271662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/115993372035271662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/2006/10/rtmc-5a-no-words-only-photos-of-how-we.html' title='RTMC 5A (No words Only photos of How we enjoyed)'/><author><name>Antony Rubin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FjaDp5jrM9Y/Tm4YqOVajsI/AAAAAAAABXY/IBncrDLBuzs/s220/Karatha-Kid.jpg_Thumbnail1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28959992.post-115733703106884213</id><published>2006-09-03T00:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-04T08:02:23.846+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Race day photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://widget-fb.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-fb.slide.com.com&amp;channel=7798267&amp;cy=bl" width="475" height="375" name="flashticker" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-fb.slide.com/f2/7798267/bl_t015_v000_a000_f00/images/blank.gif" height="0" width="0"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28959992-115733703106884213?l=v40.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/115733703106884213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/115733703106884213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/2006/09/race-day-photos.html' title='Race day photos'/><author><name>Antony Rubin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FjaDp5jrM9Y/Tm4YqOVajsI/AAAAAAAABXY/IBncrDLBuzs/s220/Karatha-Kid.jpg_Thumbnail1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28959992.post-115733573789580527</id><published>2006-09-03T00:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-04T07:41:00.676+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Results</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/73/3075/1600/DSCN1245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/73/3075/320/DSCN1245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Overall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Sachin Team V40&lt;br /&gt;2nd Abhi RTMC&lt;br /&gt;3rd Siddarth&lt;br /&gt;4th Nithin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;350cc&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abhi RTMC&lt;br /&gt;Siddarth&lt;br /&gt;Surya Team V40&lt;br /&gt;Antony Team V40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Flag drops &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The bullshit stops&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28959992-115733573789580527?l=v40.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/115733573789580527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/115733573789580527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/2006/09/results_03.html' title='Results'/><author><name>Antony Rubin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FjaDp5jrM9Y/Tm4YqOVajsI/AAAAAAAABXY/IBncrDLBuzs/s220/Karatha-Kid.jpg_Thumbnail1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28959992.post-115534847379716094</id><published>2006-08-09T00:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-02T08:24:21.433+05:30</updated><title type='text'>ROYAL ENFIELDS RETURN TO THE RACE TRACK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/73/3075/1600/MMSC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/73/3075/400/MMSC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you think you are fast ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get your bike on the track&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a part of other events being run along with the Ucal Rolon National Road Racing Championship the track will now reverberate to the sound of the thundering Royal Enfields. The Royal Enfields are returning to the tracks on such an occasion after over a decade. Participate in this special moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dates&lt;/strong&gt; – 2 -3 /September/06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Classes&lt;/strong&gt; – separate classification for 350 and 351 and above (500, 535)cc Royal Enfield bikes – concurrent practice and races&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Documentation required&lt;/strong&gt; – entry form – forms available here, also copy of valid bike registration and insurance papers and valid driving license&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;last date for submission of entry forms&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY 31ST AUGUST,2006, 5 P M AT&lt;br /&gt;THE MMSC OFFICE, ALWARPET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY, 1ST SEPT;2006, 5 P M AT&lt;br /&gt;THE TRACK; sriperumbadur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Modifications allowed&lt;/strong&gt; – do the extra bit to make your bike go faster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mandatory requirements – removal of side and center stands and all types of guards and extra fittings, lights may be removed but if in place they should be taped to avoid splinters in case of a fall. Foot levers must have rubber covers, tyres must be in good condition with minimum thread depth. No retreaded tyres allowed. Spokes must be taught and brakes in good working condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mandatory riding gear&lt;/strong&gt; – full face helmet, full leather gloves, riding suit (jacket and pants) of denim or other thicker material, preferably leather and leather boots that cover the ankle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Schedule Saturday, 2nd September, 2006 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;practice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 00 to 16 30 hrs. Bullets (Full track)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Schedule Sunday, 3rd September, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;12 10 hrs demo run Bullets&lt;br /&gt;15 40 hrs Demo run Bullets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For further clarifications pl contact:&lt;br /&gt;surya – 9442648009&lt;br /&gt;sachin – 9444044008&lt;br /&gt;antony - 9840126263&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28959992-115534847379716094?l=v40.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/115534847379716094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/115534847379716094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/2006/08/royal-enfields-return-to-race-track.html' title='ROYAL ENFIELDS RETURN TO THE RACE TRACK'/><author><name>Antony Rubin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FjaDp5jrM9Y/Tm4YqOVajsI/AAAAAAAABXY/IBncrDLBuzs/s220/Karatha-Kid.jpg_Thumbnail1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28959992.post-115458209415238118</id><published>2006-08-02T12:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-08-12T07:28:05.556+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Sachin's Bachelors party ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ride's on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12th August Chennai to Kodai&lt;br /&gt;13th August Kodai to Thekkady&lt;br /&gt;14th August Theakkady to Dindigul&lt;br /&gt;15th August Dindigul to Chennai (Dominic's Place Party night)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sachin&lt;br /&gt;Dominic&lt;br /&gt;Surya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Guys will also be joining from Bangalore in Kodai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28959992-115458209415238118?l=v40.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/115458209415238118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/115458209415238118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/2006/08/sachins-bachelors-party-ride.html' title='Sachin&apos;s Bachelors party ride'/><author><name>Antony Rubin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FjaDp5jrM9Y/Tm4YqOVajsI/AAAAAAAABXY/IBncrDLBuzs/s220/Karatha-Kid.jpg_Thumbnail1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28959992.post-115285162125241718</id><published>2006-07-14T10:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:04:45.283+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Khardung La Trip images</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://widget-f4.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-f4.slide.com.com&amp;channel=7282676&amp;cy=bl" width="475" height="375" name="flashticker" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28959992-115285162125241718?l=v40.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/115285162125241718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/115285162125241718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/2006/07/khardung-la-trip-images_14.html' title='Khardung La Trip images'/><author><name>Antony Rubin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FjaDp5jrM9Y/Tm4YqOVajsI/AAAAAAAABXY/IBncrDLBuzs/s220/Karatha-Kid.jpg_Thumbnail1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28959992.post-115275887013357388</id><published>2006-07-13T08:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-07T14:18:41.316+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Back from Khardung La</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/73/3075/1600/IMG_0425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/73/3075/320/IMG_0425.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/73/3075/1600/DSCN0249.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team V40 is back with an additional 4 members from Khardung La....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ride write up and photos will be uploaded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very soon....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28959992-115275887013357388?l=v40.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/115275887013357388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/115275887013357388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/2006/07/back-from-khardung-la.html' title='Back from Khardung La'/><author><name>Antony Rubin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FjaDp5jrM9Y/Tm4YqOVajsI/AAAAAAAABXY/IBncrDLBuzs/s220/Karatha-Kid.jpg_Thumbnail1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28959992.post-115038148888323013</id><published>2006-06-15T19:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-07T14:18:24.286+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed name="flashticker" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://widget-fd.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" width="700" height="250" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="site=widget-fd.slide.com.com&amp;amp;channel=5583869" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28959992-115038148888323013?l=v40.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/115038148888323013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/115038148888323013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Antony Rubin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FjaDp5jrM9Y/Tm4YqOVajsI/AAAAAAAABXY/IBncrDLBuzs/s220/Karatha-Kid.jpg_Thumbnail1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28959992.post-114912954539867392</id><published>2006-02-14T20:00:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-01T08:15:49.426+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Introduction</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/73/3075/1600/Picture%20170.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/73/3075/320/Picture%20170.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“V40”&lt;br /&gt;“No Boundaries”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Introduction:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V40 welcomes only core competence of the members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Members:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Every Member is expected to have a Royal Enfield bike of his or her own. 100 points to be accumulated by every member and an overnight ride with the group is mandatory to become eligible for a full fledged membership of the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bike:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Royal Enfield pushroders are the expected bikes here. Members are expected to keep their bikes in very good motorable shape, so that break-downs during the rides are minimal. Just in case a bike break downs and the group is held up on account of that during a ride, the respective member shall sponsor ‘chai’ etc at the next re-group point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recruit:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All people joining the club will be termed ‘Recruits’. A Rider can stay as a recruit for as long as he/she wishes, subject to meeting the expressed or implied guidelines of the Club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Points:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 points – for every meeting attended.&lt;br /&gt;20 points – for every over night ride with the club (Unavoidable to become a member initially)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eligibility to become a Full Member:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All recruits must accumulate 100 points to become a full fledged Member. Points accumulated must include atleast one overnight ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His/Her Membership must also be proposed by one member, seconded by another and agreed to by all other existing members in the club. In case there is objection from 3 or more. The recruit doesn’t become a V40 member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Dare your Desire”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28959992-114912954539867392?l=v40.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/114912954539867392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/114912954539867392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/2006/02/introduction_14.html' title='Introduction'/><author><name>Antony Rubin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FjaDp5jrM9Y/Tm4YqOVajsI/AAAAAAAABXY/IBncrDLBuzs/s220/Karatha-Kid.jpg_Thumbnail1.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28959992.post-114895703180395306</id><published>2006-02-14T20:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-09-02T08:32:13.230+05:30</updated><title type='text'>In the begining</title><content type='html'>V40 Started on feb 14th 06 with the first meeting in the Royal Enfield Brand Store in Chennai. with Vijay, Asher, Surya, Dominic, Sachin, Karthick, and myself were the first few in the meet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats how it started&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting timings 8pm every wednesday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28959992-114895703180395306?l=v40.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/114895703180395306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28959992/posts/default/114895703180395306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v40.blogspot.com/2006/02/in-begining.html' title='In the begining'/><author><name>Antony Rubin</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FjaDp5jrM9Y/Tm4YqOVajsI/AAAAAAAABXY/IBncrDLBuzs/s220/Karatha-Kid.jpg_Thumbnail1.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
