I woke up at 5:15 am. Shit! We had planned to meet at 5:30 am at Hebbal before riding to Nandi Hills. Spending a good saturday evening with friends might have made me press the snooze button a few times more than I normally do. I gave myself 10 seconds to decide between the bed and the bike. Me writing this post means the bike won, and I was off at 5:30 am from home, reached Hebbal at 5:45 and thankfully, they were still there. Twenty two Royal Enfields!! Wow!!

We started our engines, and started cruising towards Nandi Hills. I looked down, and saw the tarmac beneath as we left the city. Cool wind was blowing against my face and I was “in the” scene. This is the feeling you can only get on a motorcycle, and I felt glad to be on one of the best motorcycles available in our country. Every sight turned towards us as 22 thumping bullets made their way uphill.

Atop the hills, it was a little cold. After breakfast and some chit-chat, we decided to head back. You can’t keep a rider away from his machine for long! Stopped… Read the rest