This Month. And WOW what a month.
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Road Trip
An addition
to the family
Wheels at
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from Kris
I was going
to write something completely different to this, until last night.
It was dark;
the moon was just rising full and bright. I looked up at the stars in wonder.
The constellations were in the wrong place, and then I remembered I was a
quarter of the way around the world looking at our sky here in India. At that
moment all the things God has done for Kris and I just came into focus. Why
then I don’t know, maybe God was reminding me.
I grieve
inside for all the hate and prejudice in this world, when you look at even a
small part of God’s creation as I did you see some of the wonder of it. Why
must man hate man for his colour, his beliefs, and his ancestry? God made us
all. He is the creator and maintainer of all things, and we as the human race dishonour
ourselves and God by this hateful behaviour. To kill another because his
beliefs are different to yours is simply put a sin against man and God. But
when whole groups attack each other over faith it sickens me. Jesus said: “Love
thy neighbour as yourself” where is that love from man to man? Society in some
countries has degenerated to the point where if you are of a different faith to
the perceived true faith it is not safe to go into some towns at night for fear
of assault or worse.
People
starve while others grow fat. Adulterers walk freely among us, rapists, paedophiles,
killers all are allowed to prey on society because society doesn’t care enough
to end it. Or maybe the political will isn’t there? Whatever the reason this isn’t
a world to be proud of and honour God with as it should be.
Why should
man’s law supersede God’s law? “Hey God we can do just about anything now, it’s
legal!” (Or ignored).
There is
only one right way in this world and it is through God’s love that we exist.
Kris and I
could live very well here on our pension, instead we choose to use all we can
to help our fellow man, we may not be rich but we are happy to be His servants.
We are not
special, we are just two ordinary people who fervently believe in the Love of
God and try to live by his commandments, and the truth Jesus gave us.
One final
word: You and this world don’t have to be like this. We, all of us, make it
this way by choice, by inaction, by turning a blind eye to what is happening, how
we act and how we treat our neighbour, one day we will all answer for our
choices.
Give
yourself the chance to feel His love before it is too late. You are never too
old to be forgiven, I know, I was 54 before His love and my baptism in the name
Of Jesus changed me forever. As I said we are not rich, but we are very happy
in His love. So why not join us in our joy? You have nothing to lose and
everything to gain, His love is like nothing you have ever felt before, it
fills that empty space you feel inside yourself with light. It changes you in ways I cannot describe. You
truly do become ‘Born again’ as a new person, sins forgiven and have a whole
new life ahead of you.
Think about
it.
God Bless
you all.
Road trip
2015
This the
first holiday Kris and I have had since we came to India (we don't count our return to UK for renewal of visas). A total of 14 days
that included :buses, planes, cars and of course the Bullet. It was too far in
the time we had to ride from Udaipur to Bangalore so I shipped it to Bangalore
and then back home again from there.
This was to
go to the Bulletiapa the annual meet of all chapters of the IBRMC (our motor cycle club). This
is held in different chapters region each year and is becoming a huge event. It
started with our chapter when we hosted the ‘Desert Meet’ here in Udaipur, the
year after Mumbai and now Bangalore. Kris and I have so far been to all of
them. Next year it is Delhi's turn.
Members of
the Delhi chapter get ‘Iron Butt of the year award’ from me and huge respect.
They rode 2,286Km in three days to get there, calling in for breakfast with the
Udaipur chapter at the resort where Desert Meet was first held. Please remember when you read this. No three
lane highways here, cows on the road, pot holes and mad lorry drivers, huge achievement
guys.
Ahmedabad airport, after our journey from Udaipur on a sleeper coach |
Getting excited, were off to a party then an adventurous holiday on the bullet |
A really nice Family Ashish, Ekta and their two boys, we stayed with them before the party
weekend Hosted by Bangalore chapter of IBRMC of which we are Udaipur Chapter
members. Again when we returned to Bangalore 2000 Kilometres later. Ashish,
even received my bike from the shippers going and then watched over it, then he
helped with shipping it back home. Nice one Bro. We had a really good time with
them, they treated us like friends from the moment we got there. As you may
have already guessed they have a room here anytime.
Exta in a rare moment of relaxation she worked very hard with the other ladies to make the event a family affair. |
Ashish did lots of work behind the scenes for the event, looked after us and also took mega amounts of photos and videos. |
Ekta, Ashish and their youngest boy |
Such a warm welcoming family full of fun |
Exta, Ashish and their oldest boy, he wants to be a doctor. |
Bangalore chapter getting together to ride to the venue at Elim Resort. |
Just a glimpse of the party and rock band, Chris and I even danced at the front it was huge fun, adults, kids joined in too |
Rocking away the night fabulous |
the photos don't show the energy, fun and excitement had by all but not a lot of sleep |
These guys in the Rock band practiced together for many weeks to get it right. They were very very good, should be on You Tube at the least |
One of the activities held throughout the event Time trials |
Riders take this very seriously and are very competitive but all encourage each other |
A brief moment between events, Yes Chris has a smart phone at last, it came in very useful for navigating the South of India |
Just a few of the guys enjoying the events |
Slow race with a difference, they had to use their bikes to move the water container in a straight line to the finish, not as easy as it sounds. |
Here and below are just a few shots of the kids doing their fashion show even the youngest took part, they all got a gift at the end |
I got a gift too a beautiful Bangalore shawl and a handbag as a prize from one of the silly games. The guys had to beautify there wives hair with coloured straws. |
Here and below just a few photos to give a flavour of the event |
Yes we made it, just waiting for the other chapters to arrive so we could ride into resort in style |
Sad to be leaving |
Elim resort Bangalore, nice venue, pleasant helpful staff, I would visit again |
Felt sorry for other guests when they saw a few hundred bikers and their families arrive, but they soon realised we were friendly and fun to be around, met some nice people. |
Mysore
We decided to stay one more day at Elim Resort before touring the South of India, and rode to Mysore and back, amazing ride and beautiful city, but not enough time to explore fully. Mysore also produces really good coffee "Mysore Royale". We visited the Palace and have a few photos to share with you of our experience.
We were late
returning and as we went over a speed breaker (sleeping policeman, hump in
road) we caught a lose bit of rubble very slowly. The front wheel washed out
(slid sideways) and we ended up in a roadside bush! Kris was fine; we both ride
with full body armour so no worries. One snag however, my foot got trapped as
the bike fell and I ended up with a Broken bone in my foot and a twisted knee….oops.
Local villagers all came to lift the bike off me and get me to my feet. I’m on
my back in a bit of pain and suddenly the bike was gone and a forest of hands
appeared and literally lifted me up. Ironically we were just about 50 metres from Elim Resort when it happened.
We both
thought ‘that’s it’ I couldn’t walk on it so I was quite worried about if we
had to cancel the trip.
Kris did
her nurse mode and confirmed one broken bone and a twisted knee; she strapped
both and got me some pain killers from the bar (several times). Needless to say
after several of these supply runs I slept like a log!
By morning
I could hardly walk but I could walk! If I can walk I can ride…..yeeehaw.
Luckily I always ride in high ankle boots so they were as good as any cast. For
the bikers out there…….heal on the rear brake and a good dive of the forks on
the front brake was the usual stopping method. Holding the bike complete with
Kris and fully laden was a bit difficult when we stopped but I managed. At
least we didn’t fall off again Ha Ha Ha.
So suitable
bandaged we set off. Before going though we had one more call to pay. We rode
just down the road to the local village to thank them for the help last night.
In India it is the duty of everyone to help another if they can so we knew it would be wrong to offer anything as thanks to the adults, but children are a different matter.
As is common in villages there was a small shop selling a little of what was needed for daily life and a few luxuries. So we bought a jar full of sweets (shop man happy) and gave it to an obvious grandmother of standing in the village, through Hindi, body language and a bit of translation we got across to her that the sweets were for the village children, two a day each.
She was adamant that she would dole out the sweets daily herself and thanked us for our gift to the children and our appreciation of their help. With waves and shouts we left and began the next stage across to Mangalore.
In India it is the duty of everyone to help another if they can so we knew it would be wrong to offer anything as thanks to the adults, but children are a different matter.
As is common in villages there was a small shop selling a little of what was needed for daily life and a few luxuries. So we bought a jar full of sweets (shop man happy) and gave it to an obvious grandmother of standing in the village, through Hindi, body language and a bit of translation we got across to her that the sweets were for the village children, two a day each.
She was adamant that she would dole out the sweets daily herself and thanked us for our gift to the children and our appreciation of their help. With waves and shouts we left and began the next stage across to Mangalore.
Then from
Mangalore and up the coast. The coast road is a joy to ride, a good surface and
with the sea on one side and forests on the other, at times it was simply
stunning. This was an easy first day but a long one and we were looking forward
to stopping.
Just some of the spectacular scenery most of these were taken by me (Kris) as I was riding pillion. Have you ever tried taking photos whilst riding its not so easy. |
Its a selfie of us just having a breather before setting off on the road again. |
Sea for as far as you can see!
Red Rock Residency Resort
We found a resort (Hotel with pool, gardens and restaurant best describe what are known here as resorts) called Red Rock Residency, fantastic little resort. It had all you could want: great rooms, air con, a pool and a most excellent restaurant serving cold beer and the best fish we have had since Albania on our Honeymoon. 50 yards (convert if you must to metric!)Down a small road we saw the beach………it went forever in both directions and only the locals use it.
Such a clean beach and magnificent waves |
Oops getting a little wetter than anticipated |
Just couldn't resist the sea |
Our faithful Bullet, got us there and back safely |
I had to go plodging in the sea too This is me just coming out of the sea I went in and out several times |
Beach for miles in each direction, so clean with amazing waves |
That night after an awesome dinner of local fish we sat on the beach watching the sun go down. Waves crashing ashore glowing in the setting sun, drinking cold beer, alone in that entire beach, dead romantic.
Inside view of one of the rooms at Red Rock Residency, this is the living area, and out of site is a small kitchen area and fridge |
attached to living room is the bedroom with en suite facilities, very clean and comfortable Would recommend this place to everyone |
The next morning up and away to Goa.
Again a really good ride, lots of road works where the road is being widened into a highway so it future years it will really be a beautiful coastal ride.
We arrived at a resort in Southern Goa a friend had recommended in the
evening. Lovely resort but overpriced with very touristy food, served in limited
portions from a buffet. And poorer quality rooms than Red Rock Residency.
It also felt claustrophobic with all the security cameras,
and guards walking about day and night. Good I suppose for families to know
they are watched but we didn’t feel comfortable, and as I said the food was for
tourists. There were even signs warning visitors that eating outside of the
resort was not advised due to poor hyena of the local food vendors!!! Oh and if
you happen to be a smoker the whole site including the beach is no smoking!
Given the choice for a romantic weekend Red Rock is a clear winner for us.
Views from our balcony access to the beach and resort facilities, a little more secluded inlet than Red Rock beach but lacked the magic for us.Mind you it is great if you are into water sports. |
The next morning we turned South to retrace our path on the coast road until we turned off onto highway 63 to ride through one of the biggest forests in the South 37Km, and bend after bend after hairpin after bend going up and then coming down. In all nearly 8oKm then across until we cut of onto little tiny dirt roads through villages that maybe had 20 houses.
Below is a selection of photos taken mainly by Kris from the pillion seat of the Bullet, you really had to be there to appreciate all the twists and turns in the road.
Saw some of the most beautiful scenery we have ever seen,
different crops, in fact a completely different life style to our desert
Rajasthan. On the forest run day we did 440Km to reach the NH4 where we stayed
overnight in Haveri at a local hotel a flea pit, no shower, no nothing but a big bolt on the door.
As it was it was ok, dirty but after 440Km and most of it hard work I
especially with my foot and knee paining would have slept on the road! A long days ride.
Then off
down the NH4 to Bangalore on the main highway cruising at 100Kph and back to our friends Ashish and Ekta “2230Km in eight days and one of the best
rides I have had here. We stayed for another day my bike was shipped back home and
Ashish and Ekta took us to the airport to catch our 5am flight to Amedabad.
At this
point I have to say a huge thanks Bro,s to Bangalore IBRMC who not only put on
a great event but added us to their whatsapp group with the promise of help if
we needed it while we were in their area. That’s like having the best recovery
group and the best on the road aid put together !
Gandhi Ashram Museum
The plan
was then to catch a bus (Coach) across to Udaipur. Our flight from Bangalore arrived in Ahmedabad 9am, our bus didn’t leave until 3pm so we had
a day to go and see a museum The Gandhi Ashram in Ahmedabad about Ghandi and the fight for independence. Gandhi actually lived at Ashram. We found it fascinating; we have never before been exposed to the Indian point
of view at the time. To read about it is one thing but to be on the spot where
Gandhi stayed before his famous walk to the sea to make salt,
To see original the press cuttings both Indian and British was enlightening. It is a place of contemplation, education and in a way a shrine to one of this country’s greatest men. We walked around the grounds (slowly!) until we reached the river that runs behind it, so calm with a sense of quiet peace that pervades the whole place.
To see original the press cuttings both Indian and British was enlightening. It is a place of contemplation, education and in a way a shrine to one of this country’s greatest men. We walked around the grounds (slowly!) until we reached the river that runs behind it, so calm with a sense of quiet peace that pervades the whole place.
Many groups of schoolchildren on their visit to Gandhi Ashram Museum |
Their knowledge and understanding even at this young age was astounding. Well done to the teachers for inspiring the new generation to embrace their history and culture. |
Chris in a moment of quiet contemplation |
After getting some lunch at a local eatery (small café) Daal
and Roties, really good, we hopped (Ha Ha ) onto our bus, it had sleeping
compartments and a/c so an restful five hours later we were home. The bus
dropped us off at the road to our colony, we thought we would give a friend a
call to come and get us. At that very moment a rickshaw turned into the road
with one of our neighbours in, lift sorted.
Next year the meet will be in Delhi's chapter area so we are already planning for a road trip North from there, taking our holiday for two weeks at the same time. Desert and the Himalayas! What a wonderful country this is for bike touring.
Next year the meet will be in Delhi's chapter area so we are already planning for a road trip North from there, taking our holiday for two weeks at the same time. Desert and the Himalayas! What a wonderful country this is for bike touring.
As you can
see we have a new addition to the family.
‘Butch’ a rescued street pup. Breed, ‘Roadation’ (according to Jatin it’s a new breed Hee Hee) Jatin found him and brought him to us as a surprise because he knew we were looking for a dog to rescue from street life.
Very dehydrated and thin when we got him two weeks ago. Now putting on weight and is very playful and happy. However he had a really nasty bite on the end of the tail going infected. Kris stopped the infection with antibiotic cream so that the tail began to heal all except the very tip which dried out and dropped off.
Yes you can chew this |
Very lively and full of fun |
She is such a happy contented dog, lovely nature and very affectionate, also a quick learner. |
One small
mistake however Butch is a girl! It’s hard to tell at 4 weeks but it is now
obvious.
So ‘Butch
has become ‘Bleu’ from the French phrase ‘sacre bleu’ meaning a surprise. We
pronounce it ‘Blue’.
We are
training her, she already knows: no, sit, stay, but come tends to be optional
at the moment, Jatin has also taught her to shake hands.
She is a very clean dog, only a very few accidents in the house, now she
mostly does her business in the garden.
We have
netted off the back garden and chickens also our front gates so she can have
full freedom to explore her new home. She is almost house trained and has had
her first inoculations. So, hello Bleu, welcome home.
Below are just a few of the security fences we have had to put in place to keep Bleu in the garden safe. A lot of hard work in such a short space of time, we thought we would have time to plan it but Bleu came literally out of the Blue (pun intended)
We are buying a Mahindra Major; it is similar to a long
wheelbase land rover. It’s an old one but in good condition. The guy we are
buying it from is a personal friend of one of my best friends in India. He has
a garage motor repair business and the Major used to be his until he got a
newer one. Judging by the equipment he has and the workshop he knows what he’s
about. We will have some work to do on it but hard work has never scared either
of us. Any major jobs or mods in the future and we already have a place where
we know it will get good work.
This will be so useful to us and our work here. It can carry
six in the back and two in the front across any terrain! It’s also built like a
tank. If you kick a body panel all you do is hurt your foot!
More on this in the next blog.
Well I am going to keep this short this month as we
have already shared so much.
I
have to start by saying what a fabulous holiday it was, and that I admire
Chris's determination not to let his broken foot and twisted knee stop us
before it had really begun. I know this will embarrass him but I have to say
that through all his pain and discomfort he did a brilliant job of getting us
around the South of India and he is and always will be my Hero.
We
travelled on one of the longest road works I have ever seen from Bangalore in
Karnataka State which went on most of the way to Goa. What an amazing
road it will be when it is finished and will be heaven to ride and drive on.
There will of course remain the usual obstacles of cattle wandering and
motorists coming at you from all directions but then if it didn't happen it
wouldn't be India, and one thing India has is character.
We
had taken with us a small first aid kit with two small bandages in it amongst
the other essentials, but I never thought for one second that Bandages would be
the main thing I needed and something I would have to buy regularly to bandage
Chris foot and knee during our journey.
As
Chris says this was a memorable holiday, one I will treasure for many years to
come, thank you Chris for making it possible. Chris is still in some pain but
it is getting better, he just can’t jump up and down or climb too many stairs
at the moment. He still managed the stairs at work though but by the end of the day his foot and knee were really quite sore.
I
did get bitten by insects on my chin, so by the time we got back I looked like
I had a terrible facial skin disease, simply it was an allergic reaction that
took time to heal. a bit embarrassing but nothing compared to what Chris
suffered.
Our
main concern of holidaying in Bangalore and the South is the amount of Mosquitoes,
they were everywhere, we took a mosquito net with us just to be safe. We also
used mosquito cream, and sprays to eliminate the risk. We definitely did not
want to get Malaria again.
For
the first time in months I have just had to buy a tray of eggs, our chickens
are moulting as its coming up to winter and they are off laying for the moment.
A shame as our own eggs are much tastier, but they will lay again soon.
Sorry for the late publishing but we have had one
crazy and busy month.
Well
thats all for this blog, hope you enjoy
God
Bless you all
Chris
and Kris in India
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