Munnar Bike Trip #4
No sign of Ligeo. While waiting, we discovered what seemed to be a
derelict "Machan". After an hour filled with much
misinformation and confusion regarding Ligeo's whereabouts, we
rode back. Poor Ligeo's chain had snapped! No sweat. The true
biker is definitely NOT a boy scout, but he IS always prepared.
Joy plugged in a spare link, and we were off.
The last 45 kms to Munnar were something else. Rain, fog, steep
ghat roads, and it's pitch black. Often it was an effort to locate
the tail light of the bike up ahead. I can be more descriptive,
but I fear I shall run out of adjectives, right on the first day.
Truly, the entire trip was full of such unimaginable experiences.
We reached Munnar town proper by 7:30 PM.
What a ride the first day was! We finished off the day with
copious amounts of alcohol and Kerala style beef fry. We were in a
single 7-bed room at a 100 bucks a guy a night. Not at all a bad
deal. Except that some of the bikers snore... I do not want to
mention Vipin and Joy by name, and I do not want to point my
finger at Jahangir... but these guys are so loud that they would
put pneumatic drills to shame. Not that it bothered anybody,
though. The big bang would have had trouble rousing us that
day.