At the junction of Nece Road, we meet early to ride high with the wind. Golden butter melts Over soft, fluffy idlis – Breakfast at Bidadi The lull of the wind whooshing past, rocks you to sleep; The jungle wakes you. Dry, brown crackling grass; Not a leaf moves in the air, Nor an animal. […]
Biking 101 or what riding to Masinagudi taught me.
When was the last time you experienced a whole new dimension to travel? Something that was so starkly different that it opened up a world of alternative travel experiences? Mine was last weekend, when I went on my first ever biking trip as a pillion on a Bullet Machismo 500. The wind in my hair, […]