My First Trip On my Uni!!

Well we were all, a bunch of final year students.....looking for some fun. Entering the final year of our arduous (monotonous....there are many many words that can be thought of)Engineering degree, we felt a great desire to explore unseen (so called) paradises.

Some of my friends were talking about this place.....TADA (a waterfall)....in Andhra...which was supposedly 50-60 km away from our place. So we all decided to take up the trip on some Sat of july. We took the NH5 (Chennai-Calcutta highway).......and went on. My cousin had given me specific direction.....infact he told me....there's nothin in TADA....the place u r talkin about is Konair falls....He had been to Konair and said tht there was no falls there but somebody was pouring water from a cliff and people mistook it for a falls (this was a joke). He told me to take a left after the first toll gate...tht we'ld come across. Well we reached the toll gate....inspite of me telling my friends to take the left...they kept going straight through NH5....and i had no option but to follow them.



We rode and rode for nearly 2 hrs....making 2 or 3 pit stops on the way. We were in andhra....by this time we have travelled 70 kms. When we reached TADA...we asked directions....and were told by the locals to take a left and keep going straight. We did that for another half an hour....we were amidst this forest kinda wilderness place. And suddenly the road vanished......a path filled with boulders of all size was infront of us. We thought that, this was only a small piece of road, which we have get through. And we started ridin through them. And IT WAS T O U G H......the boulders were slippery...the path also had soft sand...and the worst part was, it went on & on & on.....suddenly we were not alone. Some college guys like us were ridin through the strenous path along us. We drove in that path for some 20-30 mins and reached a place ....were we saw bikes parked....we left our bikes there and started hiking. At this place there was a fair amount of crowd...playing around the pool of crystal clear mountain water.....we parked our bikes walked through that pool and started walking a narrow path...towards the mountain!! By this time it started raining.



To start with the pathway was like this...as shown in the pic below....which was manageble.



Then we reached the first pit stop (after 45-60 mins of trekking)....a shiva temple.....which had a wonderful wonderful pool of clear tasty mountain water. We played there for some time, then got up to tread along. Well, the path from here got worse.....well have a look for yourself.



The path had massive boulders.....and the rain made it slippery and hellalot more dangerous. It was tough....and demanding......We slipped and climbed our way to the second pit stop(30-35 mins).....which had small pools of water and a small water fall. We sat under the cool water fall...the water falling down upon us....massaged our aching bodies. It was wonderful.....I came down here expecting a small waterfall...and wat did i get.....i gotta do a dirt bike thingy....a 2 and a half hour trekkin.....and a soothin massage in the end from the fall. That was really very adventurous. And adventurous is what i like THE most. Not only me but also ma mate Arun loved it.(He's like me.....super..ultraadventurous).


Well it did'nt stop there......There was a 20 feet high rock infront of us......beyond which was the path to the big waterfall.....As it was raining that day, climbing was made very difficult. So we decided to, come back some other time and scale that rock to see the big fall later. Eventhough we did'nt scale the peak......we did have a stunning day that day. We enjoyed it thoroughly.

Riding back to our homes on the NH5 completely soaked....due to everblasting rain. Half way through the journey Arun's bike ceased to start...that too on a national highway we were like 8 people on 4 bikes...we got shit scared.....checked his gear box.....engine oil...everything was ok....the bike overheated due the strenous journey(bike was an old max100R). Then we pushed our bikes to a nearby pottikadai(small Tea stall) and had snacks.....hoping tht the bike would cool down,start up and travel 65 kms more properly.

The bike did start up...but Arun had to slow down to avoid further overheating.....so we all slowed down. By the time i reached home, my bike had clocked nearly 220 kms. It was a great trip.....considering it was my first on my uni. The bike's amazing i tell you........its monoshocks allow u to ride ur bike over boulders without u having to flex ur spinal cord.....the engine's so smooth......it feels as if your slicing butter with knife......no wonder Honda's logo is a wing......the bike FLIES...literally. This trip has made me(and Arun) think seriously about crosscountry bike trips.....we (me n Arun) someday plan to undertake MALABAR TRIP....Trip across gods own country .......Kerala. Our ultimate dream is to ride through the Himalayan roads.....starting at UP, through Leh Ladkh untill Mansarovar.