' Summer was too hot to roam, monsoon is to tempting not to sit at home'
Distance on Meter: 250kms (2 way)
Roads Strip : NH8 (Mumbai Ahemdabad Highway)
Day and Date: Sunday 26-06-10
It was long time that I was out on my bike to a distinct destination. After a delightful season last year the gap of 3 months was gallingly long. The wait was monsoon was on. Early June the first rain ignited the thought of going out for season's first Biking trip. It was difficult for me to plan as I was touring a those days. But finally with a initiative by Rachit we all plan to go for a one day Malshej Trip.
Though the destination was not too long but want made us all excited was that it was 2010's first biking trip of many to follow. On the other had my best friend's brother Smit was on follow up to join me for a biking tour. Shared the plan with him and he was instantly game without a second thought.
Meeting Time: 6.45am Meeting Place: Thane Kalyan Highway
Keep the tradition on, the killers were late out of the bed changing the meeting time from 6.45am in the morning to 8.00 am. Just like always I along with Smit as a pillion were the first one to reach the meeting point. Scanning every bike passing by I was was very much excited to meet the Killer Group. While waiting for Rachit and group I was talking and sharing some recent trip experience with Smit and explain him how difficult it can get at times for a biker to complete the tour successfully. Waiting for almost 1 Hour as rachit and gang rode into us. It was nice to see that good old friend and college was also with his all new Yahama FZ. With a quick introduction of Smit with the gang off we went.The Reunion....
Riding at 50-60 kph at the start on NH3 the greenery on both side of road was a brisk. The expectation from the mother nature was raising as we passed kalyan to head straight to Malshej continuing on the NH3 way.
All rode at a steady speed as we entered the green lands with a road tearing them apart. It was all lushed green as the panoramic view from the visor was totally astonishing. The speed was constant as I rolled back into the memories of my previous ventures on the road.
As we continued riding on the clean roads the green was greener, there was fuzz on the trees and pretty flowers popped out from behind every green hedge. There was nothing we could complain for expect the semi-clear sky and no signs of rain. With Smit: The sensation of pleasure was very physical. He was continually admiring the mother nature and was clicking all the way as we reach Murbad.
We were into formation and as we entered the town roads braking our formation. Just as I overtook Jayesh from the right I heard a bumping sound from behind my helmet. I looked behind to realize that Jayesh accidentally bumped into Bob :D………and Jayesh’es all new Bike was scratched!!!! :D :D :D :D We all broke into laughs stopping for the morning meal…….it was fun watching Jayesh and Bob converse on the BUMP!! :D :D :D :
Jayesh'es all new SCRATCHED bike :P
Munching on all famous ‘Misal’ and fuming on cigarettes we halted for 30 mins. Few Pixs
Smit and Ajay munching on.....
as others checked out Jayesh's Bike
'KOW'
Thashan istyle....
Our machines
The distance was not long and this gave us a chance to take quite a few breaks in-between.
Zooming for another 80Kms at 70-80 Speed we entered the foothills of malsejh ghat.
Picture perfect 
It was nice to see tight security around as many reckless and fools are expected to drink and drive during this season. The security checked every alternate vehicle checking for B-Bottles. Even we were stopped for a check.
Continued riding a the awesome curvy road, smit was continuously helping PINKU save a glimpse of the blessed nature.
Happy pillion Smit....
Carefully riding on the ghat we reached at the top. I checked on the time to notice that it was still 12.45pm and there is a too much of time to ride back to the city.
Mandir at top
Everything was smooth until now and how can we not do something that would make the tour memorable. So here it was: Taking a brief halt at the Hanuman Mandir we decided to visit the famous back water. (Location where the beautiful ‘Tujh Mei Rab Dikhta Hai’ song from RNBJ was shot)
Moving ahead on the other side of the ghat surprisingly there was not much water there in which forced us to move inside. Ajay was the first one to enter the bank. With a view to reach the water we entered the soft mud there.
Back water
Just as we three Ajay, Myself and Rachit rode in we realized that we are in a shit trouble! The rare tiers were digging deep into the wet mud as we lost control and balance. Looking at us others stop but we had no option but to keep going and there was no looking back. The rare tier slipped as we were stuck into the soft mud.
We tried a lot staying on the bike but the soft mud jammed both the wheels and we had to push our machines onto a place which was dry.
It took us all our strength to come out from there. We 3 were all by ourselves as others were laughing on our situations.
Back on the road but we were exhausted and a break was definitely needed atleast I wanted one. We rode into the dhaba and filled our tummy. The laugh on our situations were still on and without a shame we too joined in. There was not much time left in the day to get dark we decided to run without taking much breaks back home. As we glared from our visor to the dark clouds ahead we knew rains were on. There was nothing we could ask more for. All were happy to ride in the rains and turn back home. I think more than anything else Smit was the happiest as it was his first ever biking trip. I lead the way to ride constantly on 70-80 kmph. Soon passing beautiful ghats, valleys and plains we reached kalyan. Riding another 30 kms on high speed to thane we all stopped as it was the junction where i and smit had to depart from the rest of the group. Wishes and greeting all we rode another 25 kms on high speed to reach home by 8.00pm in the night.
The sense of achievement was evident from our faces I was more happy because Smit really enjoyed his first encounter with the road on two wheels. With excitement he promised me that he would join me for our next not as a pillion but as a Biker on his Honda Unicorn.
Looking at the pics and rethinking on the whole day the eyes went into new dreams of bikes and routes that night...........
