Bike Trip Nandi Hills Bangalore
“The true joy of life is the trip.” ~Robert J
Participant: Pooja, Samaresh,Samir, Nitin
Route : Bangalore – Hebbal Flyover – Bellary Road -Nandi Hill
Distance : 60 Km
Early days in Bangalore, and four strange souls united by adventure met and soon what became apparent as soul buddies. Evenings and days were spent with each other dozing around at the lazy Bangalore weather and endless casual talks. One such evening, with filter coffee in the hands under the gloomy sky of Bangalore, madness crept into Samir’s mind to see a beautiful sunrise, and that too in Nandi hill. I was certainly up for it, and it was a matter of convincing the other two for the same. And it didn’t take long to do so. The plan was to set out of Bangalore by 2 AM, and so we did, taking our dearest Pooja along. We left the town with chillness but surely freshness in the air. The view from the Hebbal flyover has never looked so beautiful, and we were amazed by its sight on a serene night. We rode slowly taking frequent tea breaks to recharge and enjoy our ride. We reached the base of the hill when it was still dark and the sun a hour or so to gleam into the sky. We got our self ready for the steep hill ride through the early morning fogs and dodgy bendy roads. A short stop to take the blessings from the temples dedicated to Sri Ugra Narasimha and Sri Yoga Narasimha with the small Kalyani pond within the premises. We headed to explore the place well maintained with a garden & a rest house. There were various food options available which came as a relief and was surprised to find a repeater set up on the hill having call sign VU2RSB. We grabbed a cup of coffee & headed to Tippu’s Drop to wait for the sun rise. And as the sun rose at the distant horizon with clouds below, the feeling was WOWWWW. And as if that was not enough, we saw Para-jumper of IAF jumping from the planes. A near perfect way to start the day. Soon, we left the place, with a promise to return back. Yet to fulfil that promise again, but soon will do. We may have moved on with the race of life, but friends, lets meet up for the sake of old times. As I pen the words sitting on the steps of HDFC bank stair case, CMH Road, I hope that I keep my promise to the the hills, the fogs, the roads and to the moments.