Summary: Road surface excellent sealed most of the way to pot-hole poor. Total elapsed time 5:00 hrs. Humid with cloud cover about 85 degrees. Fuel: Not enough, no breakfast! Marcus and I had spent most of the night prior pouring over maps, discussing distances, routes and departure dates. Two things became abundantly clear: Hercules was
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Summary: Road conditions: smooth sealed most of the way. Total elapsed time: 2:30 (another 30 to get through town). Fuel: 2 bananas, milk coffee, 1 litre of water, buttery biscuits and Gu. Weather: Sunny and warm/30 C. There was nothing particularly tricky about getting to Trichy, it was just an uphill toil. From the get
Summary: Road conditions: bad to smooth sealed. Total elapsed time: 5 hours. Fuel: Dosas, bananas and gatorade water mix. Weather: Overcast to sunny hot. I awoke in a state of panic when I pried my eye opens and finally could look in the mirror. My upper and lower lids were swollen together like siamese twins
Summary: Smooth sealed road with intermittent shoulder; 4:20 elapsed time. Fuel: 2 iddlies (steamed rice thingys) and dahl (yellow lentils), 4 small bananas, 3 litres water, 1 Chocolate Outrage Gu I can’t say if it’s jet lag or the early morning bang on the door asking ‘Chai, please?’ ‘Coffee Madame?’ but I can’t seem to
Tailwinds to Pondi…. Despite the small morning incident where Hercules (Marcus’ new bike) flattened a cute black dog on our way to see the Five Rathas Temple, Indian Karma ruled supreme today. Waking up early paid off in Rupees at the Temple. The usual guards and bus loads of pilgrims must have still been asleep
I don’t know how other people navigate OUT of Chennai, but I had the distinct feeling no one had ever done it this way before. And, despite the circuitous route, all the while I rode I was keenly aware of how utterly thrilling and knuckle-clenching the experience was (pardon the dangling participle). Taking my first
Rather than slowly easing my stomach into South Indian faire, I dove straight into a big banana leaf of Masala Vada curry complete with plain rice. It was 9:00 p.m. on my first full day in the former British enclave of Chennai (Madras) and, frankly, I was pooped. Bursting like large sausages in my old
December 2006 Long bike rides are dangerous for me; under the influence of endorphins my brain begins to focus for the first time all week; my mind drifts from one monumental topic to the next; world peace, health care, love, careers and sex. It was under these conditions on a long sunny ride up coast
