Let's keep it very simple, let's keep it more like my personal account than keeping it a mere travel article.
I really can't stay at one place, that's like a punishment for me, my demons come back and hump me dry, so the local.solution is to pack my bags and leave for non touristy place. I booked Jupiter through drivezy, these people are conscious as hell when it comes to giving their bikes away, again I got Jupiter which I don't like much, why? Because it consumes fuel like a hogging monster but alas! I was stuck with one again. First we decided for Mysore but then randomly went for chikmagalur, with 3000/- in our pocket we took leap of faith, thinking we will find peace over there, we(me and my buddy), we started our journey 3am in the morning and I was kind of dozing off while riding which happens a lot and one tea break always fixes it. Around 5am it got really cold, near Gowdagere, me and my friend sat near the bus stop and took power nap, and then we started again, it was a misty morning. We reached chikmagalur by 7am in the same morning , but my bad we couldn't find anything, it was hot and filled with tourist, all tired I decided to push forward, and we saw one hill right in front of us, it was Basavanahalli, beautiful but still filled with tourists. By this time we were totally in core Karnataka, language barrier was the main problem but still people understood us. Even Basavanahalli couldn't satisfy me and I decided to push further, my friend was tired as hell but he wanted to see more, I went up and up again, and suddenly we got into this place where police was everywhere and it looked like a refugee camp, so many people and that too away from whole civilization it was a surreal experience for both of us, the place was Pandaravalli . After leaving Pandaravalli we came back to chikmagalur, but my soul still wasn't happy and we decided to go for a random place near chikmagalur, I guess it was Tirkere, in few hours we went to hebbe falls and Kemmanagundi but both were closed by then. While returning we got stuck in the forest. My friend wanted to pitch his tent somewhere near the forest but I was skeptical about that because locals warned us. But we ended up pitching the tent in some shady place, and when night came it got even more scarier. A cemetery nearby and a forest, what else you need to roast your soul. Morning came and we ate food after coming back to civilization. The next day we kept riding without any break and reached Bangalore by 8pm, gave our Jupiter and came back to college. That's all folk.
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