A typical Sunday in my life would be to getup late, hook up to unrealistic internet world, have a fine dining with my roommates and sleep early for a hectic week ahead.
But this Sunday was different. This Sunday started at as early as midnight itself when I went to my friend's home to borrow his bicycle, as me and my colleague had planned cycling to Nandi Hills. To my nightmare the rear Tyre didn't have any air in it. We tried filling the air in it with his small air pump but we couldn't fill even half of it after 1 hour of desperate attempt. At that point I called my colleague disappointingly telling him that we have to postpone the trip, again. We had already postpone it twice, once because I was sick and other time it was raining. To give it a last shot I asked my friend if he could arrange another bicycle. He asked his friend who agreed to lend his cycle, but instead ending up filling the Tyre in 5 minutes. I guess it required expert hands :P.
I again called my colleague to give him the good news that we can start our trek. Packed with 2 bottles of water and 2 snickers we started our 72KM journey to Nandi Hills(144KM round trip) on our bicycles at 2:30 AM.
Never in my life I had appreciated the elevations so much. Every flyover was a new challenge. But giving your all in to climb up and ridding down in the cold wind is an experience one can never forget. In 2-2:30 hours we crossed our half way mark. Next 20 KM were really tough and that's when I came to know that I don't have the kind of stamina which is required for these kind of treks. Plus my neck was really killing me and I knew its going to get bad from here onwards. Good thing was that my colleague had brought a pain relief spray. The spay and 15 mins rest really helped for the next 10 KM of ride.
At 7:30 in the morning we reached the foothill of the Nandi Hills. We decided to have breakfast and some rest before starting our 7 KM ascend to the hill.I also came to know that my bicycle had a puncture. I got it fixed there only.
After half an hour of break we started our ascend at 8:00 in the morning. The climb was really steep. Even at the lowest gayer I was finding it extremely difficult to ride. But regular encouragement form other cyclists, some as old as 65 years of age, kept me going. The last 3 KM of stretch was impossible for me to cover on the bicycle. So I decided to make the climb on foot while dragging my bicycle. This murderous climb took 1:30 hours to complete.
We rested for some time on the hill. And decided to start our journey at around 10:30 in the morning. Now was the time to get paid for the 1:30 hour climb we made. I was no doubt the best and fastest stretch of the trek. It took us merely 15 Min to climb down the hill.
I rode continuously for next 30 KM. I was competing with other experienced cyclists. It was fun.
I reached half way mark my 12:15 AM. I decided to wait at the McDonalds for my colleague.
At around my colleague reached and he suggested to have lunch at a nearby restaurant.
After lunch and 1 hour of rest we again started our journey, Next 20 KM was the worst part of the journey. Yes, worse than the climb itself. I was cursing myself to come on the trek. And there were times when I thought of getting some help from auto or motor-bikers. But next moment I rejected these ideas.
By 3:14 PM I entered Bangalore. For some reason I felt very confident and secure entering the city. I completed the next journey comparatively easy. I guess the energy from the lunch was kicking in now. At around 4:30 PM I returned the bicycle to my friend and took my motor-bike to go home.
I had not slept for past 29 Hours. But the day was still not over for me. My roommate decided to give his birthday party. I took a nice cold bath and got ready for the party.
Church Street Social# is a famous place for sizzlers. We got a waiting time of about half an hour. It started raining heavily and it made the waiting time worse as no one was ready to leave. At last after 1-1:30 of waiting we got the seat.
What should I say about the food. I have been to more than 20 restaurants in Bangalore. But it was one of the best. Each item was better than the previous. And "summer of 69" at full volume was cherry on the pie. This was the perfect ending I could ask for the hectic day.
But this Sunday was different. This Sunday started at as early as midnight itself when I went to my friend's home to borrow his bicycle, as me and my colleague had planned cycling to Nandi Hills. To my nightmare the rear Tyre didn't have any air in it. We tried filling the air in it with his small air pump but we couldn't fill even half of it after 1 hour of desperate attempt. At that point I called my colleague disappointingly telling him that we have to postpone the trip, again. We had already postpone it twice, once because I was sick and other time it was raining. To give it a last shot I asked my friend if he could arrange another bicycle. He asked his friend who agreed to lend his cycle, but instead ending up filling the Tyre in 5 minutes. I guess it required expert hands :P.
I again called my colleague to give him the good news that we can start our trek. Packed with 2 bottles of water and 2 snickers we started our 72KM journey to Nandi Hills(144KM round trip) on our bicycles at 2:30 AM.
Never in my life I had appreciated the elevations so much. Every flyover was a new challenge. But giving your all in to climb up and ridding down in the cold wind is an experience one can never forget. In 2-2:30 hours we crossed our half way mark. Next 20 KM were really tough and that's when I came to know that I don't have the kind of stamina which is required for these kind of treks. Plus my neck was really killing me and I knew its going to get bad from here onwards. Good thing was that my colleague had brought a pain relief spray. The spay and 15 mins rest really helped for the next 10 KM of ride.
At 7:30 in the morning we reached the foothill of the Nandi Hills. We decided to have breakfast and some rest before starting our 7 KM ascend to the hill.I also came to know that my bicycle had a puncture. I got it fixed there only.
After half an hour of break we started our ascend at 8:00 in the morning. The climb was really steep. Even at the lowest gayer I was finding it extremely difficult to ride. But regular encouragement form other cyclists, some as old as 65 years of age, kept me going. The last 3 KM of stretch was impossible for me to cover on the bicycle. So I decided to make the climb on foot while dragging my bicycle. This murderous climb took 1:30 hours to complete.
We rested for some time on the hill. And decided to start our journey at around 10:30 in the morning. Now was the time to get paid for the 1:30 hour climb we made. I was no doubt the best and fastest stretch of the trek. It took us merely 15 Min to climb down the hill.
I rode continuously for next 30 KM. I was competing with other experienced cyclists. It was fun.
I reached half way mark my 12:15 AM. I decided to wait at the McDonalds for my colleague.
At around my colleague reached and he suggested to have lunch at a nearby restaurant.
After lunch and 1 hour of rest we again started our journey, Next 20 KM was the worst part of the journey. Yes, worse than the climb itself. I was cursing myself to come on the trek. And there were times when I thought of getting some help from auto or motor-bikers. But next moment I rejected these ideas.
By 3:14 PM I entered Bangalore. For some reason I felt very confident and secure entering the city. I completed the next journey comparatively easy. I guess the energy from the lunch was kicking in now. At around 4:30 PM I returned the bicycle to my friend and took my motor-bike to go home.
I had not slept for past 29 Hours. But the day was still not over for me. My roommate decided to give his birthday party. I took a nice cold bath and got ready for the party.
Church Street Social# is a famous place for sizzlers. We got a waiting time of about half an hour. It started raining heavily and it made the waiting time worse as no one was ready to leave. At last after 1-1:30 of waiting we got the seat.
What should I say about the food. I have been to more than 20 restaurants in Bangalore. But it was one of the best. Each item was better than the previous. And "summer of 69" at full volume was cherry on the pie. This was the perfect ending I could ask for the hectic day.
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