When riding and exploring the world on two wheels is a bug that you’ve caught then getting it out of one’s system is next to impossible & if you have a partner in crime that has the similar bug then the journeys that one plans becomes all the more exciting and pleasurable. So, this is the story of my ride from Udaipur to Mumbai and back & my partner in crime - my lovely and sporting wife.
This all started in the middle of August when my wife and I were planning on what to do on our upcoming Anniversary. The plan was simple at first, go to Ahmedabad, catch a flight to Goa and spend our Anniversary there and on the way back spend a few days in Mumbai with our friends & finally come back home. This fitted our schedule perfectly well as our Anniversary was falling during the Diwali holidays, one of the perks one gets while working in a school, as we had nine days Diwali break.
As the days came closer the air fare to Goa went up and the flights were completely booked. I did not know what to do and more importantly didn’t know how to tell my wife, as she had been looking forward to this trip. Days went by and I was looking for an alternate plan. Then one fine day, while talking to a friend of mine in Mumbai, He suggested me to come to Mumbai and celebrate our Anniversary with them. Which in the beginning did not seem as such a bad idea, but still there was something missing and the excitement wasn’t there when we had planned Goa. So I asked him to give me some time to think about it and mull over the idea, which he was kind enough to do so.
Days went by and I would search on the internet for something or think about some idea or talk to my friends about some ideas. So one fine day while I was searching the internet I came across a couple who had ridden down on their bike, Yamaha Fazer, from Mumbai to Udaipur and back. And had posted some pictures of the trip of theirs with route details and their stoppages and all that they encountered on their journey. Suddenly, as if this was God sent, the light bulb in my mind lit up. I went up to my wife and told her about this plan and to my surprise she was brimming from one end to another, and said to me, “let’s do it”!! So one thing was for sure that we were riding down to Mumbai but the question of where were we spending our Anniversary was still left to be answered. Hence the saga continued...
I sat on the internet once again and started to look for options and came upon this place called Daman. A place one had definitely heard about but didn’t know much about it. At first there were very mixed views about the place, some said it’s a place where alcohol is cheap and people flock there for one purpose in life, which they were not entirely incorrect about once we reached there. Some had other nicer views about it. But whatever it was I knew it wasn’t a big place and two days would be more than enough time to spend there. Hence we planned to spend our Anniversary in Daman and see a new place too.
Once everything was finalised a herculean task still lay ahead of us and that was to tell our family and our parents about this trip and that we were doing it on out Royal Enfield Bullet 500. So we did. And faced the obvious, NO! But our hearts and mind was set on this trip and we knew our Lord was with us. So without any further delay I started to prepare for the trip. The first thing I did was take my bike to my mechanic and prepped it fully for the trip, by getting the oil checked, electrical, water level in the batteries & the general service. Once I was satisfied, I went ahead and got my saddle bags out and had them checked out for any tears and repairs, as they were fairly new one didn’t face any problems there.
The day finally arrived and we were set to leave at 6 am. With a short prayer and our mothers still asking us to reconsider our travel transportation, I kick started the bike, she sounded most beautiful and started in one kick, turned my headlights on, waved goodbye and left the secure premises of our house. Soon we had hit the NH8 highway and were cruising along steadily for Vadodara, our first destination where we would take a halt. I had gone over the route of the couple who had travelled to Udaipur from Mumbai and in there was another route that was mentioned, via Godhra.