Post a slow paced breakfast the volunteers took stock of our bikes and loaded them up for the return journey to Nagpur as systematically as they had when they were brought to Ramakona. Goodbyes were exchanged with a special request to Nikhil Soneji to set up a fan moment for me with Jonty Rhodes whom I have grown up idolizing for reasons beyond cricket.
The bus scheduled to ferry us to Nagpur was off by 9.30 am. While the bus started winding out of the Tawa reserve, most of us were quiet and the remainder were lost in their mobile phones. The only chirpy guy was Ayaan.
Seated next to Anand Kasture, the journalist who prides himself on cycling to his news stories, I went through his collection of the photographs of the Tour. Not being a clickety click person, I derive happiness from watching what others have clicked, and the pictures that Anand had clicked were breath-taking !
About one hour post starting the return journey, my room-mates for four days, the twins were off at Beitul. I shared a good rapport with them and we had had lengthy talks every evening on a wide range of topics. I sincerely hope to catch up with them some day again. Maybe on another tour or a brevet – Fingers crossed!!
Going into the contemplative mode which I so often did during my solo sojourn, I started associating cartomancy, especially Tarot with the developments at the Tour for self. I am a self proclaimed Tarot fanatic and I like to see the happenings in the physical world through my cards.