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Trip to Hampi

Since certain people, who shall not be named, recently accused me of writing "long long stories" that took all of their time to read, will cut short my wonderful, gifted prose and make this entry a visually aided one.

Let it not be said that I am not an accomodating man!!

The Hampi trip, incidentally, took place before the Shimoga trip, but posted the latter first since writing is easier than hosting pics. Big difference, since no one reads my blog anyways! :-(

Had recently joined up with 60kph (check out http://www.60kph.com/) and this was my first long group ride. Had an amazing time, apart from the fact that my engine seized again and I had to do 250+ km on a failed engine. But c'est la vie, kay sera sera and all of that. There's nothing like the experience of riding a bike with a deafening clankety-clankety-clank sound and having yourself overtaken by a cyle-rickshaw with an engine.

By the way, pics were all shot by Alin and Pramod, my co-riders, as I do not currently own a camera. I've taken it upon myself to give them free publicity. Alin, Pramod, if you've chanced upon this site in error, hope I've not violated any copyrights!


I know there's no captions, but have been trying to add them for ages and the format gets all screwed. If anyone's come this far and wants clarifications on who's who, please to be leaving comment and I will reply asap.












































































































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Pushuka said…
Dude.. the photos!! Why they be so small?
11:37 AM, August 28, 2006
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