Monday

Road to Daman

Sat Night 9.30:
Idea!!! Why not go to Daman in the morning.

Sat Night 9.36:
Lambu wanna drive down to Daman tomorrow morning at 4.30?? OK

Sun Morn 4.30:
All geared up step out. Its dark and raining, ensuring almost zero visibility. It might not be safe to drive in such conditions and that too on a bike. Lets Go.

Sun Morn 4.45:
First fuel stop and tire check. We were soaked to the bone already.

Sun Morn 5.20:
Second fuel stop. Splattered with mud all over, hoping the rain would wash out some of it.

Sun Morn 6.00:
Daylight. I can actually see the road. Hmm time for some pictures. Why don’t I open the Bult a bit, lets see what its made of.. 80--> 90--> 100..wooooohooooooo… I can hit the curves at 80.. Bult is a 1000 km old. :)



Sun Morn 9.00:
Daman.. 4.5 hours and we are finally there. Lets run to the beach. Huh the beach has black sand.. YUKKK.. this isn’t like Goa.. I am hungry lets get some breaker. It started pouring again tropical storm style. Lets take some cool pics in the rain. Hot breakfast served in a jiffy, the view was superb so was the atmo.



Sun Morn 9.45:
Lets head back. Fuel stop no 3.

Sun Morn 10.30:
Time to open the bult again. Speedometer 80--> 90--> 100 -->110 . The fastest ever on Bult.



Sun Afti 12.00:
70 km to Mumbai. Ooops where is the road. The rains ate the road away. Driving on a bad road when soaked from the past 8 hours can be a really painful experience on the posterior.

Sun Afti 2.45:
Back home. Lets order some stuffed crust pizza from Dominos.

2 comments:

Reddo! said...

looks like you had fun.
and stop calling the bullet 'bult'. makes it sound like a cheap kid's toy bought on chandni chowk!

Ajit Narra said...

dude its gult(me) on bult(bullet a.k.a the thumper..

so i cant change the legendary one liner...