Coming Feb 11th hiwayREBELS becomes a one year old! Happy Aniversary to all the bikers!! Thanks all you guys for being part of the trips last one year. Whithout you we might not've come this far and loads and loads of fun we at during the trips.
I came across a quote on life that was really good:
When we travel life's roads with those we love, the point of destination is always secondary to the quality of the journey.
This quote very much relates to our motorcycle tours. It’s the truth indeed, when it comes to a trip at the end of the day the whole point is the gang and not the destination.
Happy Biking!
The hiwayREBELS Motorcycling Club.
Wednesday, February 07, 2007
Friday, January 12, 2007
I am not a crazy traveller
Triggered by Huez a few weeks ago, I started to wonder as to why I became so crazy about travelling? Why I had been doing so many trips continuously for almost a year? Here is my search to find the answers.
It is not only the rush of excitment and joy in a trip but almost everything associated with it. Right from deciding the place, gathering people, planning, servicing the bike, waiting for the D day and most of all the moment when I tie the bag on my bike and start it.
It is the start of a journey. A journey through places, people and culture. Most of all, a journey through moments.
Moments spend riding the bike, zooming on the hiways, twisting and curling on the ghats, bending on the turns and zipping past other wheels.
Moment spent on roads, T shops and local dhabas. Moments spent inside a dense rainforest, on the peaks n above the clouds, under a waterfall or just beside a stream. Moments spent at a campfire, listening night time stories or gazing at twinkling stars on a clear moonlit night.
Or just a moment of utter peace. Sitting and watching the rains in Aagumbe. Everything around is so clear,calm,peaceful and pure. No doubt, Nature in it's most beautiful form can cleanse the soul.
Moment to last a lifetime. Moments which make up my journey and my life. So guys, I am not a crazy traveller. I just live the moments. After all life itself is a journey.
I would like to thank Hubert for giving all these lovely moments. Thanks for starting it all and always being there buddy.
Thursday, December 28, 2006
Why you ride?
Being a passionate rider myself, sometimes I could not answer my dad when he asks me why im so crazy to ride for long distance instead of touring on a car.
So what makes us to ride for long distances. Surely touring on bikes is not a comfortable mode. Put your thoughts on "Why you ride?" as comments to this post.
All comments will be latter consolidated as an article and published.
So what makes us to ride for long distances. Surely touring on bikes is not a comfortable mode. Put your thoughts on "Why you ride?" as comments to this post.
All comments will be latter consolidated as an article and published.
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
Mission God's Own Country - Invitation
Its time to announce our next bike trip. We are going to Kerala this time! Lets go and findout if its really a Gods own country or not. We will be visiting Wayanad. Major activities will be Trek Chembra peak and a bike ride to Lakidi, a picturesque scenery.Wayanad is a district in North east Kerala spreading over the western ghats. It’s the least urbanized district in kerala. Expect nature in its glory at wayanad.
Quick Facts:
Where: Wayanad, Kerala
When: 13 - 15th jan 2007 (3 days)
Distance: 290km
Route: via Mysore
Intrested? Please register yourselves here.
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
Bike betta..... Bilikal Betta!!!
It’s with great respect and appreciation I am writing this blog of our trip to Bilikal Betta. It all started with me discovering the hiwayRebels blogspot during one of my google searches. I was quiet impressed by the blogspot and the places that the Rebels had visited over the past few months. So with approval from Huez (Hubert Godfery) I became a member of hiwayRebels. I had not met any of the rebels before neither had I spoken to any one of them. On Thursday morning I had received the mail from Addy ( a person who is well planned ) from my point he had everything sketched to the last bit about a biking trip. The trip was to start off from Bangalore to Harohalli to Konalludhodi and finally to Bilikal Betta.
There were eight of us Huez the biker, Addy the baddy, Mudit, Captain Suresh, the focused Imtiaz, Hari from Hyderabad, my brother Vinod and myself. So there we where eight rebels on their way to conquer the roads, trek the hills and to define speed. You could call us as the “Fellowship of the Bikes”. With high octane from the exhaust pipe and the wind blowing across the face at 80Kms/Hr we breezed through the road like hot knife on top of butter. Fuelling our bikes and packing some food for our journey we ripped apart the road when disaster struck; my bike got punctured.
Why the puncture shops are always available when there is a puncture is either a mystery or a conspiracy by all the mechanics in India. They are always within a walk able distance from the point of puncture? My bike was punctured the mechanic knew exactly where the puncture could have occurred and within few minutes Huez, myself and Vinod caught with the rest of the rebels for some photo shoots with the bikes. We reached Harohalli @ around half past 5.
Had a cup and tea and rode the bikes to the reach the base of Bilikal Betta. The shear size of the hill gave me the chill and of course the villagers warning us of the wild elephants. With courage in our hearts and torches in our hands we began the climb up the hill. It took us 1 hr and 45 mins to climb the hill. The forest was dark with no well defined path to lead the way we had to make one. Each time we climbed the city lights looked like stars moving away from us like an expanding universe. With celestial stars above us and man made stars below us it was a collage of nature and humans living together.
The Rangaswamy temple was located below a mammoth size boulder. Few yards away from the temple there was this small home for the caretakers of the temple. The temple was undergoing a renovation for the forthcoming Jathre an occasion of joy and celebration for the villagers. The caretakers offered us with food to eat and some shelter. The view from the top of the hill was breathtaking the moon looked reachable and the stars seemed to be closer to us. So we all decided to start a bonfire for some reason there was more smoke and less fire so each of us where getting woods even a tree branch to get some fire going.
After the fire was up we where invited to join the caretakers for dinner. With ragi balls and saltwater on the plates the caretakers served with whatever they had. Oops few fresher’s in the field of eating ragi balls. With our bellys growling any food is good food. We came across an interesting character called Prabusamy. He is a multitalented person with knowledge on Vedas and Cinemas. He was an entertainer he could converse in thamil, kannada and telghu elegantly and even a bit of hindi.
A stroll on top of the hill was exiting the moon seemed to change its position at each point was it because the earth rotated anticlockwise or was it because the moon rotated around the earth? Finally reaching on a logical answer reading the position of the moon few of the rebels hit the sack while few hung around to hear Prabhusamy’s bonfire stories. The night was getting cold and finally I slept at 1 am in the morning. Few rebels got up at 6am to view the sunrise unfortunately the fog had engulfed the entire sky. So with few more photo shots without the sun we bid farewell to the caretakers and to three trekkers (Viswas, Murli and Sandeep) just like us who we met on top of the hill we began our descend down the hill. It took us 1 hr to reach down which was reasonable when compared by the time taken to climb up the hill.
Time to let the tea shop lady know that it’s not 30mins it takes 1hr and 45mins to reach the top (probably she must have been a marathon runner!). So finally we reached at the place where our bikes where parked. Handed over some parking fee and hit the road back home. It was a gr88 journey with g88 people. It was a trip to remember and for me it was the opportunity to become a “HiwayRebel”.
Regards,
Vinay
There were eight of us Huez the biker, Addy the baddy, Mudit, Captain Suresh, the focused Imtiaz, Hari from Hyderabad, my brother Vinod and myself. So there we where eight rebels on their way to conquer the roads, trek the hills and to define speed. You could call us as the “Fellowship of the Bikes”. With high octane from the exhaust pipe and the wind blowing across the face at 80Kms/Hr we breezed through the road like hot knife on top of butter. Fuelling our bikes and packing some food for our journey we ripped apart the road when disaster struck; my bike got punctured.
Why the puncture shops are always available when there is a puncture is either a mystery or a conspiracy by all the mechanics in India. They are always within a walk able distance from the point of puncture? My bike was punctured the mechanic knew exactly where the puncture could have occurred and within few minutes Huez, myself and Vinod caught with the rest of the rebels for some photo shoots with the bikes. We reached Harohalli @ around half past 5.
Had a cup and tea and rode the bikes to the reach the base of Bilikal Betta. The shear size of the hill gave me the chill and of course the villagers warning us of the wild elephants. With courage in our hearts and torches in our hands we began the climb up the hill. It took us 1 hr and 45 mins to climb the hill. The forest was dark with no well defined path to lead the way we had to make one. Each time we climbed the city lights looked like stars moving away from us like an expanding universe. With celestial stars above us and man made stars below us it was a collage of nature and humans living together.
The Rangaswamy temple was located below a mammoth size boulder. Few yards away from the temple there was this small home for the caretakers of the temple. The temple was undergoing a renovation for the forthcoming Jathre an occasion of joy and celebration for the villagers. The caretakers offered us with food to eat and some shelter. The view from the top of the hill was breathtaking the moon looked reachable and the stars seemed to be closer to us. So we all decided to start a bonfire for some reason there was more smoke and less fire so each of us where getting woods even a tree branch to get some fire going.
After the fire was up we where invited to join the caretakers for dinner. With ragi balls and saltwater on the plates the caretakers served with whatever they had. Oops few fresher’s in the field of eating ragi balls. With our bellys growling any food is good food. We came across an interesting character called Prabusamy. He is a multitalented person with knowledge on Vedas and Cinemas. He was an entertainer he could converse in thamil, kannada and telghu elegantly and even a bit of hindi.
A stroll on top of the hill was exiting the moon seemed to change its position at each point was it because the earth rotated anticlockwise or was it because the moon rotated around the earth? Finally reaching on a logical answer reading the position of the moon few of the rebels hit the sack while few hung around to hear Prabhusamy’s bonfire stories. The night was getting cold and finally I slept at 1 am in the morning. Few rebels got up at 6am to view the sunrise unfortunately the fog had engulfed the entire sky. So with few more photo shots without the sun we bid farewell to the caretakers and to three trekkers (Viswas, Murli and Sandeep) just like us who we met on top of the hill we began our descend down the hill. It took us 1 hr to reach down which was reasonable when compared by the time taken to climb up the hill.
Time to let the tea shop lady know that it’s not 30mins it takes 1hr and 45mins to reach the top (probably she must have been a marathon runner!). So finally we reached at the place where our bikes where parked. Handed over some parking fee and hit the road back home. It was a gr88 journey with g88 people. It was a trip to remember and for me it was the opportunity to become a “HiwayRebel”.
Regards,
Vinay
Monday, December 11, 2006
Trekking on Bilikal Betta - Photos
On Kanakapura Road 
Near the betta
Bilikal Betta
Trekking up the betta
Camp fire 
The Stars of hiwayREBELS
Moon in its glory
Captain Suresh Leading through the dark
On the rocks
Captain Suresh rescues Vinay
Rangaswamy temple
Treck down the hill
Reaching the base
Friday, December 08, 2006
Unwind @ Agumbe - Photos
Sam and Huez 
The Sunrise
A Beautiful Morning at Agumbe
Agumbe 
View From Onake Hebbe falls
Addi After the Trek to Jogi Gundi Falls
Huez crossing the river for fun
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