<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181322765566653340</id><updated>2012-01-26T10:04:14.944+05:30</updated><category term='ladakh2007'/><category term='fundey tiny minds ceo'/><title type='text'>Life. Ride. Camera. Action!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181322765566653340.post-2804427864358617570</id><published>2011-02-09T23:28:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-13T12:13:10.885+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My Ladakh ride in downloadable eBook format</title><content type='html'>I was playing with photoshop &amp;amp; had this idea of creating manifesto cum coffee-table book frm photos of my &lt;a href="http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2007/08/longest-weekend.html"&gt;Ladakh Tour&lt;/a&gt;. I am reusing photos already published &amp;amp; also including some new ones. Results are interesting so far. Here is the first part of four part series of my Ladakh travelogue. I have designed it for full screen viewing so i recommend you click on 'Fullscreen' link on top of the document. Like it? You are free to download &amp;amp; distribute this piece of work for non-commercial purpose. Let's see what new ideas I get for rest of the parts. Stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN: 12px auto 6px; DISPLAY: block; FONT: 14px Helvetica, Arial, Sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: underline; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; -x-system-font: none" title="View Journey Through Heaven - Part One on Scribd" href="http://www.scribd.com/doc/48508227/Journey-Through-Heaven-Part-One"&gt;Journey Through Heaven - Part One&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object style="OUTLINE-STYLE: none; OUTLINE-COLOR: invert; OUTLINE-WIDTH: medium" id="doc_18417" name="doc_18417" data="http://d1.scribdassets.com/ScribdViewer.swf" width="100%" height="440" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                      &lt;embed id="doc_18417" name="doc_18417" src="http://d1.scribdassets.com/ScribdViewer.swf?document_id=48508227&amp;amp;access_key=key-1ekeh53i1abeqb75l0zs&amp;amp;page=1&amp;amp;viewMode=list" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="440" width="100%" wmode="opaque" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;             &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6181322765566653340-2804427864358617570?l=suyashps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/feeds/2804427864358617570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181322765566653340&amp;postID=2804427864358617570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/2804427864358617570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/2804427864358617570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2011/02/ladakh-2007-ebook_09.html' title='My Ladakh ride in downloadable eBook format'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181322765566653340.post-480079560659106450</id><published>2011-02-01T21:57:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-01T22:48:23.939+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The 2011 BN Calendar is out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/TUg0iobPvYI/AAAAAAAAEO4/WPXFCZWdah4/s1600/IMG_8839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/TUg0iobPvYI/AAAAAAAAEO4/WPXFCZWdah4/s400/IMG_8839.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568758708815510914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I consider myself fortunate to have some my photographs published in 2011 Bikenomads Calendar. Unlike &lt;a href="http://www.bikenomads.com/2010/cal/BN%20Calendar%202010-12.jpg"&gt;last year&lt;/a&gt;'s, the 2011 &lt;a href="http://bikenomads.com/"&gt;BN&lt;/a&gt; calendar is available in printed format. It has been designed quite differently with a cool theme &amp;amp; everyone is loving it! I was lucky enough to see three of my pics on it when Chaitanya handed over the calendars to me last week. This year, I went on few rides, but did more photography. I hope, someday the picture reverses :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/TUg7Spt-kmI/AAAAAAAAEPI/DFF5IAFQeYE/s200/_MG_5465_DxO2.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 136px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568766130866000482" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/TUg-rIT4VMI/AAAAAAAAEPY/JyTc-u3tsz4/s200/2011-Suyash%2BSonawane-Pawna%2BLake%252CPune-20Mar2010-12.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 120px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568769849929782466" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/TUg97hIkgVI/AAAAAAAAEPQ/VwZ5BDMEZFc/s200/IMG_8287_DxO2.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568769031959511378" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6181322765566653340-480079560659106450?l=suyashps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/feeds/480079560659106450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181322765566653340&amp;postID=480079560659106450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/480079560659106450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/480079560659106450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2011/02/2011-bn-calendar-is-out.html' title='The 2011 BN Calendar is out!'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/TUg0iobPvYI/AAAAAAAAEO4/WPXFCZWdah4/s72-c/IMG_8839.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181322765566653340.post-2722202351889017882</id><published>2010-08-20T12:09:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-20T13:17:45.029+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Kaas Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/3978655637/" title="Kaas by Suyash_, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2604/3978655637_e4688e7d05.jpg" width="333" height="500" alt="Kaas" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to share some of the photos from my last year's trip to &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/sets/72157622386716563/detail/"&gt;Kaas - The valley of flowers&lt;/a&gt; near Satara. This colorful place can give you lots of opportunities to capture some stunning shots if you visit just in the right time of the year - i.e. Mid September to mid October. A slightly warm yet damp weather after rains fosters flower growth in this valley. As sky slowly opens up after Mansoon, this time of year provides occasional sunlight just perfect for shooting in Kaas. No doubt this is my favorite time to shoot around Pune. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/3979385058/" title="Foggy Woods by Suyash_, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2431/3979385058_93b08b42c2.jpg" width="500" height="319" alt="Foggy Woods" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/3978656933/" title="Yellow Fantacy by Suyash_, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3483/3978656933_98fe65cc32.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="Yellow Fantacy" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/05902550873773071540"&gt;Nandu&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/27508457@N05/"&gt;Rucha&lt;/a&gt; invited me for this trip, it was already October end and I wasn't expecting anything special from this place. It was mostly cloudy till we reached Satara from Pune in Nandu's car. As soon as we started climbing the tabletop mountains - a characteristic of this area, we got increasingly covered in fog. We had to slow down our car and take extra cautions on blind turns. We could not see much around. However, once in a while fog used to disappear for few seconds uncovering splendid beauty of this valley. Each fog-less moment ended with a "wow". Such fabulous this place appeared even though it was our slightly out-of-season trip. Next year, I'd better be on time! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/3978630585/" title="School Friends by Suyash_, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3429/3978630585_4889dc5699.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="School Friends" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6181322765566653340-2722202351889017882?l=suyashps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/feeds/2722202351889017882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181322765566653340&amp;postID=2722202351889017882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/2722202351889017882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/2722202351889017882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2010/08/kaas-experiecne.html' title='The Kaas Experience'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2604/3978655637_e4688e7d05_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181322765566653340.post-4088231421733882490</id><published>2010-01-16T15:47:00.011+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-19T11:57:17.817+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Into The Wild &amp; Secret Valley</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.in/lh/photo/EVJ1ZwCL5qwJHg399Gnkyg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/SzZKPZeagTI/AAAAAAAACvE/Ou1Lo33rN4I/s288/IMG_8949.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.in/lh/photo/HlNkOpBhMHMMl65Xh8BzsA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/SzZKP_CNOvI/AAAAAAAACvQ/DKP7O2UB0AA/s288/IMG_8987.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.in/lh/photo/eNolrFxsh8TG_7hGCIk-nw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/SzZKi3re-eI/AAAAAAAACvk/BzWXybBAT48/s288/IMG_9041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.in/suyash.ps/IntoTheWildWithI10?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Into The Wild with i10&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amol Waghmare (we call him "Waghya") bought his brand new Hyundai i10. We decided to hunt for the so called "&lt;a href="http://www.pankajz.com/2009/10/mulashi-tamhinis-secret-lake-gallery.html"&gt;Secret Lake&lt;/a&gt;". Birjoo (FF - Federer fan), Nikhil ("Chalo" personality) joined. It was an early morning trip. We started around 5AM. As expected we took a wrong turn after Mulshi lake and ended up at a dead end. Road construction workers told us there is no lake nearby. We still rode ahead after coming back at the wrong turn point. It took us another hour before we could locate the lake. It turned out to be on the same route which I already knew. It was the same route where i did my &lt;a href="http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2007/08/mud-slush-fog-ride.html"&gt;Ladakh test ride&lt;/a&gt;.  Well, I didn't find the lake as beautiful as it was described to me. May be we reached too late. Anyways, we actually discovered another spot. There is a deadly deep valley very close to that lake. You have to see it to believe. The trip was not a waste at all. After doing some photo shooting. My friend "Waghya" - big &lt;a href="http://sharingslicesofmylife.blogspot.com/2008/08/happry-friendship-day-alex.html"&gt;fan&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0758758/"&gt;Into The Wild&lt;/a&gt; - told me how he wanted to have a photo similar to Alex's on the movie poster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.in/lh/photo/mjqVpPhuFFZh7BRVxvkQ9w?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/S1VNE5xDj6I/AAAAAAAAC3s/YXLWs7xdSQ4/s288/into_the_wild_v1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.in/lh/photo/WKCpJKwgUByoaOdRbw0L_A?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/SzZMKuxcImI/AAAAAAAACwc/ZjQ1WHv5cZ4/s400/into%20the%20wild%20copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.in/suyash.ps/IntoTheWildWithI10?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Into The Wild with i10&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would have been really tough to stop buses passing by so we decided to use i10. A location just before Mulshi lake was ideal to get blue sky in the background. I got the shot. Worked for some time in Photoshop, and this is what I could do. Not a perfect shot but I guess it should make him happy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6181322765566653340-4088231421733882490?l=suyashps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/feeds/4088231421733882490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181322765566653340&amp;postID=4088231421733882490' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/4088231421733882490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/4088231421733882490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2010/01/into-wild.html' title='Into The Wild &amp; Secret Valley'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/SzZKPZeagTI/AAAAAAAACvE/Ou1Lo33rN4I/s72-c/IMG_8949.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181322765566653340.post-5912128955713417232</id><published>2009-06-02T10:58:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-02T11:41:30.476+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Biker Nirvana at Pawana Backwaters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/3579944713/" title="Biker Nirvana by Suyash_, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3390/3579944713_6e0a144086.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="Biker Nirvana" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had visited Pawana Dam quite a few number of times but never had a chance to see it in the evening. With the &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/1873260296/in/set-72157602933907502/"&gt;Tung fort&lt;/a&gt; standing right in the center of the whole landscape, I had always thought that Sunset would be worth a repeat visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weather was fantastic on Saturday as light cloud cover was accompanying sunshine making the breeze cooler. One friend called up for the ride, 2 more joined in and we were off to Pawana by 4.30 PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could see some parachutes floating slowly in the evening sky as we climbed to the top of a hill on the southern side of the Pawna Dam. Pawana dam backwaters is in the middle of a hilly area with some nice wind making it as a favorite place for para gliders.  We took our bikes off the road to reach our usual vista point. The sun was well above the hills meaning we had reached there in time. I managed to take some snaps as the sky was increasingly getting filled with shades of orange and those floating parachuted were adding even more drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/3562902390/" title="Gliding among mountains by Suyash_, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3364/3562902390_07150b2aec.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="Gliding among mountains" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the sunset, sky filled with even more colors making an ideal condition for silhouette shots. I couldn't use tripod because only low angle shots were providing enough sky in the photograph. For these shots I had to literally lay on the ground with camera in hand. Available shutter speed was also not so high and I didn't want increase ISO by much. Many shots were blurred but these came out exactly as I wanted. One more wish fulfilled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/3562086731/" title="Feels like flying! by Suyash_, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3662/3562086731_4e47585733.jpg" width="500" height="298" alt="Feels like flying!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the whole &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/sets/72157618687339759/detail/"&gt;Pawana set&lt;/a&gt; on Flickr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6181322765566653340-5912128955713417232?l=suyashps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/feeds/5912128955713417232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181322765566653340&amp;postID=5912128955713417232' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/5912128955713417232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/5912128955713417232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2009/06/biker-nirvana-at-pawana-backwaters.html' title='Biker Nirvana at Pawana Backwaters'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3390/3579944713_6e0a144086_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181322765566653340.post-6410888195837762402</id><published>2009-05-12T10:19:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-12T11:22:47.051+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Panning Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/3524814484/" title="Zap! by Suyash_, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3373/3524814484_1fbff070c8.jpg" width="500" height="354" alt="Zap!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capt. Nandu Chitnis first introduced me to this technique. It is quite simple to understand but requires a lot of patience and control to get a satisfactory shot. On the first day of our experiment at Lavasa, I could find only one worthwhile picture in my first 100 clicks. Came to know that a professional motor sport photographer has to click 300-400 for every good shot he takes. Being a beginner, it seemed nice to have better success ratio but later I realized that it is the difference between my and his in definition of "one good shot"! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Nandu has clicked &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/httpwwwmouthshutcomusermariner2html/sets/72157606839021150/"&gt;a lot&lt;/a&gt; of bikers, he always wanted to have one of his own pan shot. And who else could better help him ;). Fortunately, &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/httpwwwmouthshutcomusermariner2html/3512975562/in/set-72157606839021150/"&gt;one of my click&lt;/a&gt; on our second shoot at NDA road got explored! on &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days/"&gt;flickr&lt;/a&gt;!. Sounds like a good omen! Here are some more interesting ones that we clicked during this &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/sets/72157617735693107/"&gt;panning experiment&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/3517325601/" title="_MG_5821 by Suyash_, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3656/3517325601_dc2558fddd.jpg" alt="_MG_5821" width="500" height="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/3509533793/" title="Panning 3 by Suyash_, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 500px; height: 398px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3372/3509533793_944c083ee4.jpg" alt="Panning 3" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6181322765566653340-6410888195837762402?l=suyashps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/feeds/6410888195837762402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181322765566653340&amp;postID=6410888195837762402' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/6410888195837762402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/6410888195837762402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2009/05/panning-life.html' title='Panning Life'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3373/3524814484_1fbff070c8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181322765566653340.post-55834099615819762</id><published>2009-03-10T10:23:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-10T10:57:57.956+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Dock on Fire</title><content type='html'>This Sunday, finally, we found time to grab our BN &lt;a href="http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2009/01/bikenomads-calendar-2009.html"&gt;calendar&lt;/a&gt;. Pravin's wife accompanied us for the first time and we happended to reach &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/sets/72157607479891224/detail/"&gt;Rucha&lt;/a&gt;'s place in San Francisco by evening. We had a chat over quick round of tea and delicious homemade pizza. Then come &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/2603231790/in/set-72157605765110513/"&gt;Sai&lt;/a&gt;'s suggestion - a walk to Marina near golden gate bridge. My decision to carry camera and the new 10-22mm lens, even though no shoot was planned, turned out to be wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/3343623618/" title="Fire by Suyash_, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3359/3343623618_134d8eeb71.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="Fire" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This particular photo was an accident. I changed the shutter speed from 15 to 30 sec and mistakenly moved the camera thinking it was still 30!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the pic &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/3342788395/in/photostream/"&gt;without fire&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6181322765566653340-55834099615819762?l=suyashps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/feeds/55834099615819762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181322765566653340&amp;postID=55834099615819762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/55834099615819762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/55834099615819762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2009/03/dock-on-fire.html' title='The Dock on Fire'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3359/3343623618_134d8eeb71_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181322765566653340.post-2565703331177245859</id><published>2009-02-02T02:22:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-02T03:05:38.536+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Lighthouse Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/3244575123/" title="_MG_4498 by Suyash_, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3302/3244575123_001c53c55a.jpg" alt="_MG_4498" width="500" height="333" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its early Saturday morning and I see a missed call from &lt;a href="http://pravinpatade.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pravin&lt;/a&gt;. I callback. Plan is a dusk photoshoot near Santa Cruz, &lt;a href="http://joydutta.com/photoblog/"&gt;Joy&lt;/a&gt; is also coming. How can I say no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/sets/72157613205809223/detail/"&gt;Flickr Set&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6181322765566653340-2565703331177245859?l=suyashps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/feeds/2565703331177245859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181322765566653340&amp;postID=2565703331177245859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/2565703331177245859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/2565703331177245859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2009/02/lighthouse-blues.html' title='Lighthouse Blues'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3302/3244575123_001c53c55a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181322765566653340.post-7631199769877737249</id><published>2009-01-11T13:45:00.014+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-16T07:14:22.799+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Bikenomads 2009 Calendar</title><content type='html'>Unlike its biweekly nature in &lt;a href="http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2007/12/bikenomads-2008-calender.html"&gt;2008&lt;/a&gt;, the &lt;a href="http://www.bikenomads.com/blog/?p=153"&gt;latest&lt;/a&gt; BN calendar has monthly format. So only 12 could find place. Good thing is that it is reaching even more number of people this year. Check out this slide show from Sayan's &lt;a href="https://www.photoshop.com/user/cyanvj/galleryid=efbe36028d6e484683ecbb8"&gt;gallery&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 425px; text-align: left;" id="__ss_920956"&gt;&lt;object style="margin: 0px;" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.slideshare.net/swf/ssplayer2.swf?doc=bn-calendar-2009-1232049301238133-1&amp;amp;stripped_title=bn-2009-calendar-presentation"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://static.slideshare.net/swf/ssplayer2.swf?doc=bn-calendar-2009-1232049301238133-1&amp;amp;stripped_title=bn-2009-calendar-presentation" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; font-family: tahoma,arial; height: 26px; padding-top: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View SlideShare &lt;a style="text-decoration: underline;" href="http://www.slideshare.net/vibhurishi/bn-2009-calendar-presentation?type=powerpoint" title="View BN 2009 Calendar on SlideShare"&gt;presentation&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 for me almost went without rides. I had opportunity to click some pictures during &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/sets/72157602756059875/"&gt;BN meet&lt;/a&gt; with a TOI reporter in Mutha Ghat before I moved here, glad to have one of these clicks appearing in the calendar. Another memorable ride for 2008 was done here in &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/sets/72157605765110513/"&gt;Big Sur, Californi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/sets/72157605765110513/"&gt;a&lt;/a&gt; with &lt;a href="http://nanduchitnis.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nandu&lt;/a&gt;. I could not actually ride the bike that time and so was just holding the camera. The place is so wonderful and I wish to ride here one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the calendar was made possible in short time by many folks especially Sayan from Pune and a great guy from Bangalore - Venkat who has been sponsoring this calendar since its first year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read the &lt;a href="http://www.bikenomads.com/blog/?p=157"&gt;making&lt;/a&gt; of BN calendar for 2009.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6181322765566653340-7631199769877737249?l=suyashps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/feeds/7631199769877737249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181322765566653340&amp;postID=7631199769877737249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/7631199769877737249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/7631199769877737249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2009/01/bikenomads-calendar-2009.html' title='Bikenomads 2009 Calendar'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181322765566653340.post-4123109749647845031</id><published>2008-11-11T14:25:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-28T05:16:51.802+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Discovering The Backyard</title><content type='html'>Its been almost 6 months since I have &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/suyash.ps/TestShoot#5210708135329481074"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; camera. Owning a SLR with L series lens, I was expecting dramatic improvements in my photographs. But despite of shooting at scenic places like &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/sets/72157605452050271/"&gt;Yellowstone&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/sets/72157606278690082/"&gt;Oregon&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/sets/72157606281971647/"&gt;Crater Lake&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/collections/72157605508046077/"&gt;US&lt;/a&gt;, I was not completely satisfied with the results. At times, my previous camera gave better results. I couldn't quite understand why, until last Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to give some background, a week before last week, we had planned to visit Eastern Sierra region near Yosemite National Park in California. This place is famous for its beautiful fall colors. But to my disappointment we had to cancel the trip due to bad weather. I knew fall colors have started disappearing fast and I had to do something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun was shining nice on last Sunday.  Roommate had some work in the office.  I had whole day and nothing much to do. Suddenly, an idea flashed in mind, I knew my office campus in San Ramon was something which I wanted to capture from long time. So without giving it much thought I grabbed the camera and asked my roommate to drop me at the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With number of Mapel trees, the campus has something to offer in this time of the year. I spent 2 hours walking from one corner to the other of the campus. Here are some of the shots I was able to click.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/SS8svgPCEiI/AAAAAAAABnQ/_xieUuvQaKo/s1600-h/_MG_4146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/SS8svgPCEiI/AAAAAAAABnQ/_xieUuvQaKo/s200/_MG_4146.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273482883292598818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/SS8xRi03etI/AAAAAAAABng/b5MCNYByvfI/s1600-h/_MG_4289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/SS8xRi03etI/AAAAAAAABng/b5MCNYByvfI/s200/_MG_4289.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273487866150222546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/SS8tQ5JexpI/AAAAAAAABnY/JSx0OJI2I6w/s1600-h/_MG_4179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/SS8tQ5JexpI/AAAAAAAABnY/JSx0OJI2I6w/s200/_MG_4179.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273483456915883666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading back home with the satisfaction and a new learning - spending more time at the location creates a BIG difference. The camera wont matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More images on &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/sets/72157608862425125/"&gt;Flickr&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/collections/72157605508046077/"&gt;USA collection&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6181322765566653340-4123109749647845031?l=suyashps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/feeds/4123109749647845031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181322765566653340&amp;postID=4123109749647845031' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/4123109749647845031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/4123109749647845031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2008/11/discovering-backyard.html' title='Discovering The Backyard'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/SS8svgPCEiI/AAAAAAAABnQ/_xieUuvQaKo/s72-c/_MG_4146.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181322765566653340.post-8941563729358277515</id><published>2007-12-26T14:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-26T16:46:56.586+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Sinhagad, Dusk &amp; Those 15 minutes.</title><content type='html'>Went to Sinhagad yesterday with few friends for whom it was the first visit. Though I was going there after a long time I was not really excited as it is not the 'green' time of the year - the time when the fort is at its best. In my last 6 years in Pune I've been to Sinhgad quite a lot of times but never had opportunity to watch the sunset. We went in the afternoon and wandered around the fort under the full sunshine. It was hot and not that enjoyable. Finally, we arrived at the 'wind point' where I expected to get a proper view of the setting sun. We saw the sunset. Thats it. It was good but somehow not a perfect one. &lt;a title="Dusk Lakeside by Suyash_, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/2137087047/"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2331/2137869064_00792de444_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got a feeling of 'something-missing' as we were leaving. I was not able to click even a single satisfactory shot today. But anyways we had to leave as most of the crowd was already gone and rest was also disappearing very fast. We started walking slowly towards the main entrance of the fort. Everybody was quite. With camera in my hand I was walking behind everybody. Then I saw this small pond which was reflecting the colourful sky quite nicely. My feets stopped automatically. Hands positioned the camera and this picture got clicked. Those who were ahead of me shouted at me asking to move quickly, "Its getting late!". I looked at the sky. It was shining differently showing all possible shades of evening light. I told them "Go ahead. I'll catch up in 5 minutes". Now it was getting interesting. Something had really changed over Sinhagad after the sun went down. For next 15 minutes camera was on full swing. I would look around, frame something interesting &amp;amp; just click. I liked the &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/sets/72157603549434377/"&gt;results I got&lt;/a&gt; in such a short time frame. When I came back to consciousness, I was running towards the main gate with a fulfilled heart. Finally, the 'missing part' was found in last 15 minutes. Yippie! &lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2222/2137087047_39540fd9c4_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/2137087351/"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2143/2137087351_214dc58999_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/2137868908/"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2363/2137868908_99a23f0043_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find all photos on flickr in the set &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/sets/72157603549434377/"&gt;Sinhagad at Dusk&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6181322765566653340-8941563729358277515?l=suyashps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/feeds/8941563729358277515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181322765566653340&amp;postID=8941563729358277515' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/8941563729358277515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/8941563729358277515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2007/12/sinhagad-dusk-those-15-minutes.html' title='Sinhagad, Dusk &amp; Those 15 minutes.'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181322765566653340.post-8313508381446755129</id><published>2007-12-24T18:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-12-24T18:45:36.406+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Bikenomads 2008 Calender</title><content type='html'>The &lt;a href="http://www.bikenomads.com/"&gt;Bikenomads&lt;/a&gt; 2008 calendar is out. It is a fortnightly calendar having different images with theme of Bike + Nomadgiri. Images are the original works of all fellow nomads.&lt;br /&gt;.. and guess what it features 4 images that I took! I was glad to know this when contributors list got posted on the &lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/bikenomads"&gt;group&lt;/a&gt;. Waiting to get my hands on it. Should publish its pics soon :)&lt;br /&gt;these are the lucky folks who made it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; JANUARY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suyash Sonawane- &lt;em&gt;Been There Done That&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asad Zaidi- Amongst The Clouds&lt;br /&gt;&gt; FEBRUARY&lt;br /&gt;Prabul-&lt;br /&gt;Sachin Koppikar-&lt;br /&gt;&gt; MARCH&lt;br /&gt;Ashish Chamoli- &lt;em&gt;Lost in Tranquility&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sachin Koppikar-&lt;br /&gt;&gt;APRIL&lt;br /&gt;Deepak Dongre- &lt;em&gt;Chakan Meet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arnob Gupta- &lt;em&gt;Twisties in Paradise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;MAY&lt;br /&gt;Manas Sharan- &lt;em&gt;Gokarna Ride&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manas Saran- &lt;em&gt;Green Alleys of Nature &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;JUNE&lt;br /&gt;Kartik Ayyar- &lt;em&gt;Can we fly?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suyash Sonawane- &lt;em&gt;And I took the road less traveled&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; JULY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suyash Sonawane- Getting lost&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kartik Ayyar- &lt;em&gt;Miles to go before we sleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;AUGUST&lt;br /&gt;Praveen Sathaye- &lt;em&gt;Curve Hugging&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prabul-&lt;br /&gt;&gt; SEPTEMBER&lt;br /&gt;Adding routes to the Map Harshad Sharma&lt;br /&gt;Blaze of Glory Aditya Bhelke&lt;br /&gt;&gt; OCTOBER&lt;br /&gt;Metal Monster. Mystical Beauty. Praveen Sathaye&lt;br /&gt;Ride in the Clouds. Praveen Shirali&lt;br /&gt;&gt;NOVEMBER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;King of the Jungle&lt;/em&gt; -Vasanth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Misty Jungle Road&lt;/em&gt; -Suyash Sonawane&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; DECEMBER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Them Boys be Bikenomads&lt;/em&gt; - Harshad Sharma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hell Freezes over&lt;/em&gt; -Sumeet Popli&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6181322765566653340-8313508381446755129?l=suyashps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/feeds/8313508381446755129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181322765566653340&amp;postID=8313508381446755129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/8313508381446755129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/8313508381446755129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2007/12/bikenomads-2008-calender.html' title='Bikenomads 2008 Calender'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181322765566653340.post-3186231315955627885</id><published>2007-10-18T22:38:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-08T04:28:57.873+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ladakh2007'/><title type='text'>A Journey To The Heaven (Part IV)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2007/09/joueney-to-heaven.html"&gt;Part I - Manali To Leh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2007/10/journey-to-heaven-part-ii.html"&gt;Part II - Leh-Nubra Valley-Leh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/Journey%20To%20The%20Heaven:%20Flickr%20Photo%20Collection"&gt;Part III - Leh-Pangong Tso-Leh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Part IV - Day 13, 14, 15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;September 14: Leh-Lamayuru-Kargil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 15: Kargil-Drass-Sr&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;inagar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;September 16: Srinagar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/1448068091/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 473px; cursor: pointer; height: 354px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1239/1448068091_8edbabe451.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Day Thirteen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As we were only 3 people riding today, we could start earlier than our rest of the rides from Leh. Leh-Kargil highway passes along side Indus River. Rode is quite busier than Manali-Leh highway and it is strategically important for Indian Army. We often came across Army Convoys. On the way near Nimu, there is a hill called as Magnetic Hill which is supposed to posses ferromagnetic characteristic. While riding nearby, though &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/1448052677/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 320px; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1086/1448052677_827676d89f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I didn’t feel any difference but Bhuwan Singh with his Thunderbird had a different story to tell. He put his bike to neutral while approaching near the hill and it was automatically pulled! He was able to touch 60Kph without any effort. Also, he couldn't cross 40Kph with engine on when hill was pulling the bike back! Hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On the Leh-Kargil highway you come across an interesting terrain called as Sector 81. Which is nothing but ugly textured, steep mountains one after the other. Deep at their base one could see a shining thin curve getting lost somewhere. That is Indus. Mountains were so steep that sometimes I couldn’t dare to look into the valley while taking a curve! “Eighty One Mighty One” a board said. Quite true. As we were approaching near Kargil it was getting darker. In the evening light, I could frame mountain peaks dipped in the beautiful golden light. It was completely dark when we reached Kargil. As you approach Kargil, Muslim culture gradually replaces Buddhism. Kargil is known for its Afgani style culture. Our hotel in Kargil was on the slope of a hill. View of city nightlights from the top was quite enjoyable. Tomorrow was the last day of my riding.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/1448915878/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 197px; cursor: pointer; height: 148px;" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1155/1448915878_0786d15426_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/1448936142/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 196px; cursor: pointer; height: 148px;" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1395/1448936142_94360d6e0c_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/1448093741/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 198px; cursor: pointer; height: 148px;" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1334/1448093741_97921b2ed1_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Day Fourteen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Kargil around 9:00 AM. Kargil is quite hot as compared to rest of the places that we visited so far. Right after Kargil is Drass which is at a higher altitude and a cooler place. A road sign reads that Drass has a record of being the second coolest inhabited place in the world when mercury dropped to -60 degrees in January 1995! Unbelievable. We visited Drass War Memorial which is at the base of Tololing Mountains. A jawan briefs you important events in the war of Kargil. You could actually see Tiger Hill from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;With the stories of war in mind we rode ahead towards Srinagar. You pass very close from LOC. Signboards like this "You Are Under Enemy Observation" brought a thrill in this part of the ride. Zoji La is the last La in whole journey. It is a narrow pass which is the gateway to the beautiful valley of Kashmir. Most of the time only one way traffic is allowed on alternate basis for every couple of hours. Cross Zoji La and yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;u get stunned by the beauty of Kashmir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/1448135637/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 200px; cursor: pointer; height: 148px;" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1112/1448135637_ca4f774a76.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/1448143161/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 200px; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1245/1448143161_b2edf12ec2_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/1448145139/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 200px; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1434/1448145139_37ed108e12_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We stopped at Sonam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;arg. Yogesh who returned from Suru Valley in Zanskar range also jo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ined us there. Remaining part of the journey till Srinagar was a sceni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;c ride. The road passes along Indus river. The colour of its water, w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hich was muddy faint green earlier, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;turns into beautiful blue when it passes through Kashmir. There are lots of camping sites along the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I particularly noted one thing about children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I saw from Leh to Srinagar. Till Kargil they seemed very cheerful. We often saw them waving or stretching th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;eir hand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;expecting a clap from us. It was quite fun to give them on-the-move clap in response. When we entered Kashmir none of the children waved at us. They just watched us passing by. Expressionless faces and blank eyes. How sad that was. What was responsible? The terrorism in the valley or those armed soldiers standing on the road every 100 meters. Quite difficult to say.&lt;br /&gt;We reached Srinangar in the evening. We stayed at a hotel near Dal Lake where Yogesh stayed in hos last trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Day Sixteen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for Shikara ride in the morning. We shifted to the houseboat where rest of the gang was staying. Everybody was together again. Rest of the day was spent in shipping the bike and lazying on the houseboat. I flew back to Pune the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The sunset &amp;amp; After&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;As I entered our hotel room on the first evening in Srinagar, I quickly dumped my luggage there, grabbed the camera and rushed towards my bike as sun was about to set. I took a ride around Dal Lake. Having reached a satisfactory point, I stopped by the side of the road and sat on the bike facing the sun. I closed my eyes for a second &amp;amp; took a deep breath. The Sun was setting over the majestic Dal Lake in front of me. I could see few Shikaras floating aimlessly in its still water. Whole lake was illuminated with a nice warm evening hue. While riding back, a sense of completeness touched me. It was a feeling of satisfaction which is hard to finds in the hustle of our busy city life. I can’t figure out myself why I wanted to do this ride. But all I can say that it was worth it.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;End of Story&lt;br /&gt;. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/1448991534/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 403px; cursor: pointer; height: 302px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1138/1448991534_55e95f51be.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I am sitting in the chair. Pressing keys of the office keyboard. I feel I am not what I was before I did this ride. Something has changed. I cant describe it. Those mountains, that first snowfall, getting tired at 17000 feet, AMS, riding with fever in body, sitting idle near Pangong with feet dipping in its calm water, shivering in the tent in a freezing cold night and bursting out in a laugh when somebody cracks a joke over the glass of military Rum, the curiosity in the eyes of those children when they gather around you wanting to view their snap on camera LCD, smile on the military truck driver's face when they see you waving, watching the sunset over Dal lake, lazying in the balcony of Houseboat comparing citylights with stars... list goes on. The soul gets happier as I recall these moments. It was never ever purer. Even daily office work had suddenly become interesting. Few might understand these random thoughts. Few wont. [a smile]. Its out somewhere there, keep discovering.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Other Links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2007/09/joueney-to-heaven.html"&gt;Part I - Manali To Leh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2007/10/journey-to-heaven-part-ii.html"&gt;Part II - Leh-Nubra Valley-Leh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/Journey%20To%20The%20Heaven:%20Flickr%20Photo%20Collection"&gt;Part III - Leh-Pangong Tso-Leh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/sets/72157602154206033/"&gt;Journey To The Heaven: Flickr Photo Collection&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6181322765566653340-3186231315955627885?l=suyashps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/feeds/3186231315955627885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181322765566653340&amp;postID=3186231315955627885' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/3186231315955627885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/3186231315955627885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2007/10/journey-to-heaven-part-iv.html' title='A Journey To The Heaven (Part IV)'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1239/1448068091_8edbabe451_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181322765566653340.post-1636419753505293261</id><published>2007-10-18T22:37:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-08T04:28:57.873+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ladakh2007'/><title type='text'>A Journey To The Heaven (Part II)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2007/09/joueney-to-heaven.html"&gt;&lt;span&gt; Part I - Manali To Leh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part II - Day 6,7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;September 7:   Leh-Khardun La-Diskit (Nubra Valley)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;September 8:   Diskit-Hunder-Diskit-Khardung La-Leh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Approx distance covered 300Km&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Day Six&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The climb to Khardung La starts just outside the city of Leh. Khardung la top (K-Top) is 40 Km away from Leh. In the morning, we heard that it has started snowing up there. As expected, few kilometres after, we were greeted with first snowfall of the ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2305/1667726222_bdcf5b8e65_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 507px; height: 380px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2305/1667726222_bdcf5b8e65_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Riding with snow all around was a wonderful experience. I wanted to take a video while riding through snowfall. For that, I held the camera in my left hand without wearing any glove. I could only go ahead few meters and my left hand fingers almost went numb. I had to stop shooting. After that, I could dare to take the camera out till we reached the top!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joy was clearly seen on everybody's face as we lined up our bikes near the red coloured board indicating height of 18380 feet. We congratulated each others for reaching the topmost point of our journey. There was a small canteen run by military folks where we celebrated with rounds of black tea. Then sun came out to give us a pleasant surprise. Whole area was sparkling. Eventually, thick fog which was standing in between us and the valley also vanished. &lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1312/1452475625_a6c498a1a6_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 327px; height: 244px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1312/1452475625_a6c498a1a6_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2165/1669567176_075a2c032d_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 246px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2165/1669567176_075a2c032d_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I can tell you that the view simply left me spellbound. This was the happiest moment of today's ride. Six of the riders including me, Yogesh, Nilesh, Dharma (Nilesh’s pillion), Bhuwan, DJ, Sparsh headed towards Nubra Valley while rest &lt;span&gt;returned to Leh&lt;/span&gt;. On the descent down it was so cold that I had to stop in between and literally grab the engine to produce warmth in my hands inspite the fact that I was wearing an extra pair of woolen gloves! At that time I could believe what one of the soldiers told me - In winter it forms a layer as thick as 20 feet above the road surface!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Road till Nubra valley is in good condition. We enjoyed riding as we hardly came across any other vehicle on the way. Thanks to the beautiful terrain we took lots of  photo breaks in between. It almost went dark by the time we reached Diskit. For dinner, we tried Momos - a Tibetan food item. I did not like them so much. I satisfied myself with Nubra style Dal-Roti-Rice &amp;amp; went to sleep. It rained that night in Nubra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Seven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;In early morning it was still pouring. I got little disappointed. Thankfully, rain God listened to me &amp;amp; rain stopped after some time. In an hour sun also came out shining in the almost clear sky. Happily I went out for a walk while others were just out from there bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Diskit is a beautiful small village of Nubra Valley. Because of its  tranquillity, it feels so peaceful that you wish you could stay there forever. It became my instant favourite. I clicked few snaps, visited the prayer wheel place. Every village in Ladakh has at least one such prayer wheel where people say their prayers by rotating it clockwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;We rode along desert of Hunder. Out of nowhere, there is a proper dessert with sand dunes at Hunder which is also the home of double-humped Bactrian Camels. We could not spot any as we didn’t enter the dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1107/1453349706_655c68de40_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 146px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1107/1453349706_655c68de40_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1071/1452548403_e0a8f615f4_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 147px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1071/1452548403_e0a8f615f4_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1317/1453387726_4ceb7afa90_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 147px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1317/1453387726_4ceb7afa90_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a military check post at Hunder after which visitors are not allowed go further. Only locals can go. This road goes toward Siachen Glacier. Somehow the security guards didn’t stop us and we could ride further down for almost 50-60 Kms. There we saw couple of military camps. One of them was the base camp of Siachen Bombers &amp;amp; another one was an air force base. It was a thrilling experience to pass by those places. With so many army vehicles, buildings around in such remote terrain, it looked like a scene straight from a war movie!&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1102/1453423040_a36b0c7fb7_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1102/1453423040_a36b0c7fb7_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1423/1453438556_f5624c6307_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 150px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1423/1453438556_f5624c6307_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; We were asked to go back from the next military check post. They told us that Pakistan border is just 30 kms away from there! We returned to Diskit. Had our breakfast cum lunch there. Next stop was Leh.&lt;/div&gt;As weather was not supportive, Khardunlg la climb from Nubra side felt even tougher. While descending down from K-top, on the way towards Leh, I could see mountains tinted in a rich golden  colour of the setting sun. It was a treat to eyes. Knowing that tomorrow is not a rest day, I lazily covered last 30 Kms. Tomorrow we would be taking on The Mighty Chang La which separates Leh from Pangong Tso - The largest salt water lake in Asia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2007/10/journey-to-heaven-part-iii.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Part III - Leh-Pangong Tso-Leh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;div&gt;Other Links:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2007/09/joueney-to-heaven.html"&gt;Part I - Manali To Leh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2007/10/journey-to-heaven-part-iv.html"&gt;Part IV - Leh To Srinagar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/sets/72157602154206033/"&gt; Journey To The Heaven: Flickr Photo Collection&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6181322765566653340-1636419753505293261?l=suyashps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/feeds/1636419753505293261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181322765566653340&amp;postID=1636419753505293261' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/1636419753505293261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/1636419753505293261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2007/10/journey-to-heaven-part-ii.html' title='A Journey To The Heaven (Part II)'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1312/1452475625_a6c498a1a6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181322765566653340.post-4662312420027756812</id><published>2007-10-18T22:37:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-08T04:28:57.873+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ladakh2007'/><title type='text'>A Journey To The Heaven (Part III)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2007/09/joueney-to-heaven.html"&gt;Part I - Manali To Leh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2007/10/journey-to-heaven-part-ii.html"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Part II - Leh To Nubra Valley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;Part III - Day 8,9,10,11,12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;September 9  : Leh-Chang La-Tangsey-Pangong Tso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;September 10: Pangong Tso &amp;amp; Around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;September 11: Pangong Tso-Tangsey-Chang La-Leh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;September 12,13: Leh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Approx distance covered: 400Km&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Day Eight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Pangong Tso is a land locked sea. Spread across 134 Km in length, as told earlier it is the largest salt water lake in Asia. From Leh, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;it takes more time to reach Pangong Tso as compared to Nubra Valley. Leaving earlier was the idea. Our group of six riders was joined by Deepan who was not there with us for Nubra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1356/1453473244_e14a01416d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1356/1453473244_e14a01416d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to take a route via Karu towa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;rds Chang la. Though it is the third highest Motorable road in the world, it is considered most difficult to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;climb amongst three. Because of that it is also famous as The “Mighty Chang La” amongst bikes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Chang La tests your patience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;t takes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;around 30 km to reach its top once you start climbing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; is in good condition and properly tarred at most of the places. Top portion of high mountain roads are usually broken. It is impossible to maintain them practically as it often snows over there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;Almost everybody's motorcycles were struggling for power throughout the climb. Bikes were behaving like loaded container climbing ghats. Only happy soul w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;as Bhuwan Singh with his T-Bird. DJ used to say “Paaji to 50 pe hi chalte hai.. road condition se inko to koi matlab nahi!”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2396/1713155676_ee9c52eefa_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2396/1713155676_ee9c52eefa_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2159/1713211666_b5d7e5140a.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="width: 257px; height: 179px;" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2159/1713211666_b5d7e5140a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Chang la top we stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;ped for a break. A temple of Changla Baba stands over there. It was even colder than Khardung la. Everybody was shivering. A Gorkha Regiment soldier was serving tea in front of the temple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;. No charges for that. If you feel like paying, use drop box placed there. Tea was good. E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;verybody paid 10 bucks. "Gorkha Regiment ke Jawan to bade  bahadur hoti hai.. aur khatarnak bhi.. " I told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; that soldier. His narrow eyes almost disappeared as he responded with a smile. He was very proud of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Just 6-8 loops from there and Chang La was over. We were entering Eastern Ladakh - the Changthung plateu. Similar landscapes all new colours. It was like as if somebody has just changed the colour theme. On the way we saw small lakes, Yaks wandering over vast grasslands, nomads with their horses, sheeps. A nomadic tribe known as 'Changpa' lives here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1425/1453455698_3e67f836e8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 224px; height: 168px;" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1425/1453455698_3e67f836e8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1030/1453445284_ea757d2f63_m.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="width: 223px; height: 167px;" alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1030/1453445284_ea757d2f63_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2069/1694647243_ab6e754ff4_m.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="width: 223px; height: 167px;" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2069/1694647243_ab6e754ff4_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;'Changthung' itse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;lf means a land with fewer people. I stopped near a lake looking around for clicking few shots. I heard Yogesh yelling at me- "Your Bike.. look behind man!". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I turned back, the n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;ext moment my bike was lying on the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Even on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;main stand it couldn’t stand the softened soil around the lake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;y helmet fell into the water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sponge inside it was completely drenched. I had wear a monkey cap so as to remain protected from the chill wind which hits you while riding. I covered remaining &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;60-70 kms &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;sporting that terrorist look! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;We reached Pangong when it was getting dark. There was no point in going towards the lake at this time. I dumped my luggage in the small 3 room house nearby the lake where we stayed overnight. We quickly proceeded towards the kitchen cum tent set up by the house owner to fill our empty stomachs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Day Nine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1315/1448284463_005a99c267_m.jpg"&gt; &lt;img alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1315/1448284463_005a99c267_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1426/1453496090_8e2f823c5c_m.jpg"&gt; &lt;img alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1426/1453496090_8e2f823c5c_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to plan, the next morning we were to attempt Marasmik La which is a mountain pass few kms ahead at even higher altitude than Khardung La. It is not easily motorable and only 4 wheelers can go there that too with some difficulty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; Nobody &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;else was in a mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;d to do it so only Yogesh, I and DJ decided to give it a try. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;But sadly the military police at its ba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;se didn’t allow us to go f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;urther as weather at the top was risky according to them. Yogesh, was very disappointed as this was the only new part in his third trip to Ladakh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1315/1448284463_005a99c267_m.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Rest of the morning we spent hanging around the lake. Pangong Tso is extremly tranquil. You will loose youself sitting idle at its shore. The tent owner said that seven different colours can be seen in the waters of Pangong at different lightening conditions. We could see 4 colours - Green, Ocean Blue, Dark Blue and Silver in our stay around it till afternon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2363/1695515940_808e6f4304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 312px; height: 234px;" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2363/1695515940_808e6f4304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;We had nothing to do as Marasmik la was no more on the plan so we decided to leave. We could move few Kms ahead and the road was blocked by a sudden flash flood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;High speed flow of thick muddy water was passing over a portion of broken road 4 km from Pangong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;It was a scary to watch table sized rocks speeding down with its flow. Somehow we were able to make DJ cross it before one more layer of dump formed over the road. He headed towards Leh and we returned to the tents helplessly. It was unclear when the road will open again. With zero cell phone network and no STD fascility we wer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;e like being disconnected from rest of the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Day Ten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2216/1695505312_74be6be1b6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 246px; height: 183px;" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2216/1695505312_74be6be1b6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2190/1695533256_f716126338.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="width: 236px; height: 177px;" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2190/1695533256_f716126338.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;It was not a good sight to see mountain tops surrounding Pangong covered in snow. We were witnessing the characteristic of Ladakh's w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;eather - dramatic overnight change. After having our breakfast, we went back to the site of flash flood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;A BRO bulldozer was on there slowly clea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;ring off the thick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; layer of mud. We waited there for 3 hours in a bad weather before the road was cleared. It was cold, windy &amp;amp; snowing inbetween. Also, thanks to yesterday's cold evening when I went on a long test ride of Bhuwan's T-Bird, I got fever in the morning. It was little worrying as Chang La was a big challenge in such weather. As expected we got hard ice patches on its top. I had to ride carefully as those patches are dangerously sleepery and a fall is the last thing I wished to happen in that condition. My fingers were dead frozen till I reached top my energy level was also low because of the illness. I was happy to reach Chang La top without knowing that next hour would turn out to be the toughest part in my entire trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;As I crosses top and started descending and I was welcomed by combined attack of snowfall and spine chilling wind. Temperature further dropped. After sometime when I reached at slightly lower level, snow stopped but wind and thick fog were still there. I decided not to stop anywhere till I reach at lower altitude where wind and fog would vanish away. I kept wishing only. Things always go wrong in a bulk. As the fog started vanishing, before I could sigh in relief, it started raining. It rained till I reached Karu. My leather jacket was completely washed out. I didn’t even stop for putting on rain suit. That day, I did not click even a single photo except this one till I reached Leh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;Day 11, 12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;September 12 &amp;amp; 13 Leh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1205/1448901760_9dd6fd9b12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1205/1448901760_9dd6fd9b12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I had to take complete bed rest for a day. Meanwhile, Yogesh alone went ahead for doing Zanskar. Few guys also left for Kargil the next day. I, Bhuwan &amp;amp; Umesh were planned to say goodbye to Leh on 14th. On the day before that we roamed in the city &amp;amp; did some shopping. In the evening I was able to take photograph of Leh palace in night. Till that time I completely recovered and was ready for last part of the journey - Kargil and Srinagar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2007/10/journey-to-heaven-part-iv.html"&gt;Part IV Leh-Kargil-Srinagar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Other Links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2007/09/joueney-to-heaven.html"&gt;Part I - Manali To Leh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2007/10/journey-to-heaven-part-ii.html"&gt;Part II - Leh-Nubra Valley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/sets/72157602154206033/"&gt;Journey To The Heaven: Flickr Photo Collection&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6181322765566653340-4662312420027756812?l=suyashps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/feeds/4662312420027756812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181322765566653340&amp;postID=4662312420027756812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/4662312420027756812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/4662312420027756812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2007/10/journey-to-heaven-part-iii.html' title='A Journey To The Heaven (Part III)'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1356/1453473244_e14a01416d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181322765566653340.post-523092999883242115</id><published>2007-09-25T14:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-08T04:28:57.873+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ladakh2007'/><title type='text'>A Journey To The Heaven (Part I)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's a bright sunny day. Not many clouds in the sky. I stare at mountains quite far away. Some snow can be spotted on top of their peaks. The wind is piercing through gaps near the helmets visor giving my face the feel of its chill surrounding. I glance over the gigantic rocks on my right. There is no sign of vegetation. I settle my eyes back on the broken road. Ahead is another bend leading to the top of the mountain &amp;amp; taking me even higher. Climb is getting steeper. I down shift &amp;amp; open the throttle further. Engine responds with a reluctant grunt. Still a long way to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1213/1453440754_cc63e54f2d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1213/1453440754_cc63e54f2d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;This broken mountain road is getting tougher and tougher. My motorcycle is struggling to climb. Oxygen level has dropped at this altitude and it is not sufficient to burn the fuel completely. My own condition is not very different. This height has taken its toll and a feeling of unrest has started developing in my head some time back. It is getting stronger as I move up each foot. At this time, first reaction of human body is to try to pump more &amp;amp; more oxygen by breathing faster. This is what I am doing now. My head has also started aching badly. Looks like AMS has finally taken over me. Some kind of repetitive irritating sound is coming from somewhere. I can feel pain. Pain is not good.. its intolerable..&lt;br /&gt;Blackout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.    .      .      .     .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don’t know where I am but that sound can still be heard. I slowly try to open my eyes to find that I'm lying on a bed.  The place looks familiar. But w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;here is the sound coming from?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before the Sunrise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realized that the familiar place was my home. Once again I was dreaming about the same thing and it was the damn cell phone alarm which interrupted my sleep. Being a little worried about &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Acute_mountain"&gt;AMS&lt;/a&gt;, it used peep into every second dream that I had about this trip even days before it actually begun. I glanced at the watch. It &lt;span class="transl_class" id="2" title="Click to correct"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; 4 in the morning. I could find just an hours sleep after I finished packing. The cab driver was going to call me at 4:30. Laughing at the silly dream, I splashed some water over my face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 4:30 I was heading all the way to the Mumbai airport thinking that tomorrow at the same time I would be in a bus passing through the beautiful valley of Himachal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day Zero&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;September 1: Pune-Mumbai-Delhi-Mandi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the &lt;a href="http://www.bcmtouring.com/ladakh-2007/the-itinerary"&gt;plan&lt;/a&gt; all of &lt;a href="http://www.bcmtouring.com/forum/showthread.php?t=584"&gt;12 riders&lt;/a&gt; were goin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;g to assemble at Manali on 2nd Sep. Delhi &amp;amp; Gaziabad based people rode from their homes. Knowing that I got fewer days, I wanted to spend most of them in Ladakh &amp;amp; Kashmi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;r. So I had shipped the bike till Mandi which is 110 Km before Manali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;At 10:15 in the morning, I was in the flight to Delhi. Being my first on-board experience, the take-off felt awesome. Reached Delhi at 2:30 PM. Delhi is super hot even at this time of the year. I was literally sweating when I reached my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;s place near ISBT. In the evening at 8:30 I left for Manali. Escaping that pressure cooker was such a relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I was envy of Delhi people as they are so close to The Great Himalayas. When I came t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;o know how badly they miss the rainfall, I concluded that Pune is better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day One&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;September 2: Mandi-Manali &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Distance Covered 110 km&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got down at Mandi at 9 in the morning. Collecting the bike, unpacking it, loading it with luggage,withdrawing cash etc. took some time. Around 12:30 I was back on the highway but this time on my Avvy. Whole route passes alongside the Beas river. Amazed by the massive steep mountains of Kullu range, whenever I used to kill the engine for a break, first thing I was hearing was the sound of Beas's white water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In the afternoon, in my rear view mirror I saw a huge guy on Thunderbird flashing headlight at me. I couldn’t identify who he was. Anyways, I pulled over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1341/1436953043_bd5e72e2ff_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1341/1436953043_bd5e72e2ff_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;“Are you Suyash?” he.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Yes” Me. (How the hell he knows that?)&lt;br /&gt;"Hi. I’m Bhuwan Singh. From Jaipur”, He removed his helmet and stretched his hand for a handshake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Nice to meet you”, M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I remembered what Nilesh told me yesterday. Nilesh- A fellow rider from Pune, mentioned that he would be starting from Delhi with Bhuwan Singh who was riding from Jaipur. Now, where the heck was he? Bhuwan told me that Nilesh has to remain in Delhi as he had some problem with his bike during transportation. We shook hands and moved ahead.&lt;/div&gt;On the way we stopped at a river side restaurant almost hidden from the main road. I had very little food since morning so I ordered for late lunch. Rive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;r w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;as flowing right be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;side the table where we sat. The water was so cold that I couldn’t stand in it for more than 4-5 seconds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We reached Manali around 5 in the evening. Most of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the people were already there in the hotel. Yogesh, Nilesh &amp;amp; Umesh arrived very late around 11 in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the night. I was excited as tomorrow was the first day of the group ride. My first take on the Land of Lamas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moment of the Day:&lt;/em&gt; In the HRTC bus my co passeng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;er was a German guy. We stuck upon a conversation which eventually turned towards Bollywood. I was surprised to know that he didn’t knew Big B but Shaharukh Khan - “Some Kaan fella…”, his words. He said he doesn’t really like to watch all that drama Indian movies show and their music as well. Ok, I passed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; him my earphones and played couple of A R Rehman s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ongs. He listened to them carefully. “Hey, this is good. It’s different!”, he said. He liked them immediately. A R Rehman rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2,3,4,5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;September 3: Manali-Rohtang-Darcha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;September 4: Darcha-Baralacha La-Sarchu-Pang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;September 5: Pang-Tanglang La-Leh&lt;br /&gt;September 6: Leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Distance covered: 485 km&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/RxiEEnTfXNI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EqKNfqW2e9c/s1600-h/mapHimalayaManaliLeh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 392px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/RxiEEnTfXNI/AAAAAAAAAJM/EqKNfqW2e9c/s400/mapHimalayaManaliLeh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122989790939012306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image Source:  www.thebrightstuff.com/mapManaliLeh.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Day Two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 3. It was a special day for me. Not just because it was first day of the ride, it was my birthday too. We left Manali around 9:30 AM. Target was to reach Sarchu (255 km). The road from Manali towards Rohtang La passes through green, misty, steep mountains. Rohtang is a famous tourist spot so mini buses and truck create a heavy traffic over their. It was my first experience to climb such a steep mountain pass. &lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1421/1437837558_912e38a8ab_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 150px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1421/1437837558_912e38a8ab_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;With such traffic and thick fog, it was not am easy climb. I was wondering if road to Rohtang is like this then how difficult it would be to once we start the actual Rohtang pass. When we reached Rohtang, I saw everybody in the group were lining up their bikes. They started taking photographs as well. I couldn’t understand it initially. Then I saw a board indicating that it is the Rohtang top. Then I realized my mistake. The road that we left behind was the actual Rohtang pass! ..and all I thought that Rohtang pass will start from the Rohtang village only!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I fell behind the group after Rohtang as I couldn’t maintain more than 20-30Kph due to the rubble on the road which was under construction. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That was the first time I realized how painful it is to ride a bike which is not meant for offroading. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; afternoon when I reached Tandi, the last filling station before Leh. I found that the entire group was waiting for me for almost half an hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It was around 5:30 PM when we f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;inally decided to take a halt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; at Darcha as it was not possible to cross Barlacha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; La before sunset to reach Sarchu. It means we needed an extra day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; to reach Leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Day Three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I woke up early and came out of the tent. This is how the sky looked. First sunrise of the ride. &lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1439/1436981181_ac33e4f981_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 144px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1439/1436981181_ac33e4f981_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1374/1436982743_6dc0c0add4_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 145px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1374/1436982743_6dc0c0add4_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1309/1436986301_487aecd67f_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 145px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1309/1436986301_487aecd67f_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;According to yesterday's plan that we discussed over dinner, Nilesh &amp;amp; I left Darcha around 8:00 in the morning to take lead as we were slowest amongst the group. On the way near Deepak Tal I saw a Tent setup by somebody with his dirt racing type motorcycle parked nearby. Bugger chose such a fantastic place for camping. He was a Greek traveler. I had a chat with him. He told me that he quit his job to take 10 months of vacation traveling Afghanistan, Pakistan &amp;amp; India on that dirt bike! I remembered all those efforts I had put in, all those promises I had to make to my manager to get just 11 days off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Baralacha La -16500 feet is the place where most of the bikers hit by Acute Mountain Sickness (AMS) due to lack of oxygen. I was afraid &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;that my nightmare may come true here. We were advised by Yogesh to drink lots of water to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; remain hydrated. This is a good way of minimizing your chance of getting a headache at such height. Thankfully I didn’t had any problems there. No AMS and I was happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We stopped at Sarchu for Lunch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Having chocolates on the way as my breakfast, Maggie seemed to be the most delicious dish on the menu. Sarchu is popular night halt on Manali-Leh route (if done in two days). Soon after Sarchu we crossed a board which says “Welcome to the Heaven”. It means we were entering the state of Jammu &amp;amp; Kashmir, the Ladakh part of it. Most of the road near Sarchu passes through plains- A welcome break from repetitive mountain roads. On the way ahead whole group stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ped to help someone who had a puncture. He was Karthik J, nickname Motographer. A rider &amp;amp; brilliant photographer. We are flickr friends &amp;amp; met here for the first time. Read about &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kartz/1431621639/in/set-72157602095823063/"&gt;his part of the story&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We called it a day as we reached Pang. I &amp;amp; Nilesh stayed with Motographer &amp;amp; his friend Ananth. There I met Mr. Vodka (that’s his nickname!) who was cycling all the way from Manali. He was the first Indian I saw on a bicycle doing this route. Hats off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pang is at 13900 feet and very cold. To feel that, take a walk for few &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;seconds outside the tent in the night and you start shivering and breathing like anything. That was the toughest night I spent on the Manali-Leh route. I got headache as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;well. It was clearly a sign of AMS. I couldn’t sleep the whole night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1397/1437880864_0065bf627b_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 148px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1397/1437880864_0065bf627b_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1397/1437880864_0065bf627b_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1244/1437967734_754472128f_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 148px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1244/1437967734_754472128f_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1326/1437105643_7c3ff7ff8f_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 148px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1326/1437105643_7c3ff7ff8f_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Day Four&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I woke up in the morning to find that headache has almost vanished. Thankfully, my body got enough rest to be able to the ride properly. Ahead of Pang is a wonderful piece of land called Moorey Plains. A flat land stretched over 25 Km and surrounded by Mountains. You find that land covered by grass cum bushes. They spread flat on the ground so that they could stand continuous speedy winds of that area. Tiny sand tornados also show up there frequently. We took a dirt track which was running towards the mountains nearby. After crossing that flat terrain we took on to Tanglang La which takes you to astonishing 17500 feet! It is the highest point on Manali-Leh route and is the second highest motorable road in the world. Before I could reach its highest point, I took a wrong decision to pass around a water crossing and my bike got stuck up in round shaped stones surrounding it. After only I made several tiring attempts I could pull the bike back over the stone right behind the rear wheel. That was the time when I realized what it means to be at 17000 feet.&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1171/1437110423_bde6638e99_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 148px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1171/1437110423_bde6638e99_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1211/1438000318_9f4c20175b_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 147px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1211/1438000318_9f4c20175b_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1068/1437155017_4e453aafc6_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 147px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1068/1437155017_4e453aafc6_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cross Tanglang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;La and you enter the Valley of Ladakh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You are welcomed by beautiful small villages surrounded by yellow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Barley &amp;amp; potato fields. Road hence forth is well tarred and super smooth. We crossed villages like Rumutse, Upshi, Karu. Karu is one of the a base camp of Indian army. I heard from somebody that in 1965 war, Chinese army managed to reach till this point. It was difficult to believe considering is well inside Indian Territory and there are steep mountain ranges to cross before it could be reached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In Leh, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;we had to search for a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; hotel for quite some time which could proved parking space of 11 bikes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We finally found a hotel called Sun-n-Sand. Obviously not part of Sun-n-Sand hotel series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hat we find in metros. A bath with warm water after almost 3-4 days felt like heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/RxiJCHTfXOI/AAAAAAAAAJU/LJtg76ulnyY/s1600-h/eating-breakfast-in-leh.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/RxiJCHTfXOI/AAAAAAAAAJU/LJtg76ulnyY/s400/eating-breakfast-in-leh.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122995245547478242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eating breakfast in Leh:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left side of the table (from left): Sparsh, DJ, Eric, Yogesh, Deepan&lt;br /&gt;Right side of the table (from left): Bhuwan, Umesh, Suyash, Manik&lt;br /&gt;Not in picture: Shamik  (photographer), Dharam, Nilesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Five&lt;br /&gt;The Rest Day:&lt;/i&gt;We spent next day in the city washing &amp;amp; servicing bikes, arranging permits for next part of the ride. I had to get carburetor &amp;amp; air filter cleaned to restore the torque at low revs. Tomorrow was an important day as we had to take on the highest motorable road in the world – Khardung La.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2007/10/journey-to-heaven-part-ii.html"&gt;Part II - Leh-Nubra Valley-Leh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Other Links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2007/10/journey-to-heaven-part-iii.html"&gt;Part III - Leh-Pangong Tso-Leh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2007/10/journey-to-heaven-part-iv.html"&gt;Part IV - Leh To Srinagar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/sets/72157602154206033/"&gt;A Journey To The Heaven: Flickr Photo Collection.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6181322765566653340-523092999883242115?l=suyashps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/feeds/523092999883242115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181322765566653340&amp;postID=523092999883242115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/523092999883242115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/523092999883242115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2007/09/joueney-to-heaven.html' title='A Journey To The Heaven (Part I)'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1213/1453440754_cc63e54f2d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181322765566653340.post-7024614612554725968</id><published>2007-09-19T23:41:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-10-14T18:07:08.733+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Back Home and A Surprise</title><content type='html'> &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/RvFouPAbytI/AAAAAAAAAEM/i_YoeXdYFEg/s1600-h/IMG_4920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/RvFouPAbytI/AAAAAAAAAEM/i_YoeXdYFEg/s200/IMG_4920.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111982195553848018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sleep  interrupted with some a  ding  sound coming from the speaker. I looked out of the window of Airbus 320. It was a wonderful  sight of   green land from top. I could also see few mountains. Then a voice - "Hello everybody, This is your Captain Robin Cook and  we are about to land at Pune airport. Temperature outside is 24 degrees. Hope you had a pleasing journey. Thanks for flying with Indigo." Got a feeling of homecoming. Yes, I was landing at Pune airport after spending 16 days in  barren mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I opened the door of my apartment,  a   pleasant surprise was waiting for me. I could see a Ganesh Idol established in the hall. Hats off to my roomies. Read about &lt;a href="http://preetampalwe.blogspot.com/2007/09/ganeshotsav-d-9-bal-tarun-mitra-mandal.html"&gt;how   they turnes a  thought  into reality on Preetam's blog&lt;/a&gt;.  I just smiled. It was a good start indeed.&lt;br /&gt;In the evening we arranged some Prasad and called up our friend Tiger and few of the boys in the society for Arti. They arrived enthusiastically and ended gulping down 3 pieces of mithai each!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/RvFqfvAbyuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/xbrecdeBgw4/s1600-h/IMG_4945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/RvFqfvAbyuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/xbrecdeBgw4/s200/IMG_4945.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111984145469000418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was feeling great to get a pleasing surprise like this. Seriously a feel good start of the normal routine. Oh.. forgot to mention.. trip log n pics are coming soon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/RvFq1_AbyvI/AAAAAAAAAEc/w2zDbOC-jjE/s1600-h/IMG_4928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/RvFq1_AbyvI/AAAAAAAAAEc/w2zDbOC-jjE/s200/IMG_4928.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111984527721089778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6181322765566653340-7024614612554725968?l=suyashps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/feeds/7024614612554725968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181322765566653340&amp;postID=7024614612554725968' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/7024614612554725968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/7024614612554725968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2007/09/back-home-and-surprise.html' title='Back Home and A Surprise'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/RvFouPAbytI/AAAAAAAAAEM/i_YoeXdYFEg/s72-c/IMG_4920.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181322765566653340.post-6610586744834781489</id><published>2007-09-01T01:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-09-01T02:41:39.770+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Most Awaited Longest Weekend</title><content type='html'>..Phew. Done with packing finally. Got couple of free hours before cab driver picks me for the Mumbai airport, so here goes a post at such an odd hour. This to me is the longest weekend I could ever have. I have been planning this for months and now as the the D-day approaches closer, it feels quite excited. Here is what I think we are going to do in next 10-15 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ladakh 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/RtiBc5M21lI/AAAAAAAAAEE/4LyWAxnS2E8/s1600-h/ladakh+camp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/RtiBc5M21lI/AAAAAAAAAEE/4LyWAxnS2E8/s200/ladakh+camp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104972511015523922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1, Manali - Sarchu, 230kms&lt;/strong&gt;: The fun starts on the very first day, as we traverse through broken roads, slush, water/river crossings and cross two high altitude passes, Rohtang La 13,050ft and Baralacha La 16,500ft.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2, Sarchu - Leh, 260kms&lt;/strong&gt;: Another hard day of riding while covering three high altitude passes; Nakee La 15,547ft, Lachulung La 16,616ft and third highest pass, Tanglang La at an altitude of 17,582ft.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 3, Leh - Thiksey - Leh and local sightseeing, 80kms&lt;/strong&gt;: A day to unwind, get the bikes serviced and visit Thiksey and other historical places in Ladakh’s capital, Leh.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 4, Leh – Khardung La – Diskit – Hunder, 110kms&lt;/strong&gt;: Conquering the worlds highest Motorable road at 18,380ft and then ride to the magnificent Nubra Valley, a stone throw away from the Siachen Glacier.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 5, Hunder – Diskit – Sumur – Khardung La – Leh, 200kms&lt;/strong&gt;: Sightseeing in the beautiful Nubra Valley and then ride back to Leh via the highest Motorable road in the world, Khardung La.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 6, Leh – Chang La –  Spangmik - Pangong Tso, 170kms&lt;/strong&gt;: On day six we plan to ride to the largest salt water lake in Asia, Pangong Tso. En route we will be crossing the second highest Motorable pass, Chang La (17,800ft).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 7, Pangong Tso – Phobrang – Marsimik La – Phobrang – Pangong Tso&lt;/strong&gt;: Ride to the worlds highest Motorable pass, Marsimik La, 18,634ft and then come back to the Pangong Tso.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 8, Pangong Tso –  Chang La – Leh, 170kms&lt;/strong&gt;: ride back to Leh for a final night there.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 9, Leh – Nimmu – Lamayuru – Khaltse – Kargil, 293kms&lt;/strong&gt;: Ride to the town Kargil on the Leh – Srinagar highway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;From this day I plan to part from &lt;a href="http://www.bcmtouring.com/forum"&gt;BCMT group&lt;/a&gt; who would head for Zanskar valley. I would have loved to go along with them, but have no enough leaves :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 10, Kargil &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;– &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Drass – Zoji La – Sonamarg – Srinagar, 205kms&lt;/strong&gt;: An early morning start should take us to famous Zoji La pass, from here the Kashmir valley begins.&lt;/p&gt;Regular update about the ride progress should be available &lt;a href="http://www.bcmtouring.com/ladakh-2007/"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt; See you till then. Coming back to (normal) life on 17th Sep. Bye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Using BSNL throughout the trip #09420536757)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6181322765566653340-6610586744834781489?l=suyashps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/feeds/6610586744834781489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181322765566653340&amp;postID=6610586744834781489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/6610586744834781489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/6610586744834781489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2007/08/longest-weekend.html' title='The Most Awaited Longest Weekend'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/RtiBc5M21lI/AAAAAAAAAEE/4LyWAxnS2E8/s72-c/ladakh+camp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181322765566653340.post-6377230462849642892</id><published>2007-08-22T17:52:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-27T02:15:58.958+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ladakh2007'/><title type='text'>Rain, Slush &amp; Fog Ride</title><content type='html'>Done with shopping and I cannot wait to get a hands on all the stuff that I have purchased in last few weeks before I take it to Leh. I had to test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="1" type="1"&gt; &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;A      Leather Jacket (Without armor)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Leather      Gloves (Not meant for riding)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Saddlebags&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Full      face helmet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Knee      and elbow guards (Roller skating)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Gum Boots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Newly      serviced bike&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;      &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Woke up at 8 AM which gave me little time to pack the luggage. I had to come back by 2 PM to take care of few pending things. Dumped everything that I found in the saddlebag with the intent of stuffing it to the capacity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1386/1195884558_1e91e82d49_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 350px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1386/1195884558_1e91e82d49_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started off at 9 AM with full gear on. Decided to head towards Tamhini-Lonavla offroading track which was the best choice for a test ride with such a little time in hand.&lt;br /&gt;Weather was awesome. Mostly sunny. First thing that I realized was that gloves are not doing their job well. Their grip didn't feel confident. I continued. As I was reaching close to Mulshi, scenery was getting prettier. It felt like the first trip. All fresh. Avoided temptation of clicking at at least 100 places. Wish I had more time. As I crossed Paud, I could see roads appearing wet and as expected rain started as I neared Mulshi. Time to take out rain suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Road along the Mulshi lake was even more beautiful. I told myself not to stop. As soon as I neared Tamhini Ghats, rain droplets were multiplied by 2. I took a turn and my god, I automatically stopped the bike. It just happened. 10/10 to the rain gods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1351/1195901902_c7037c9202_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 256px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1351/1195901902_c7037c9202_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clicked some more on the way and zoomed ahead for way to Lonavla- the dirt track.&lt;br /&gt;Its no one on the road, its raining hard and you couldn't see anything beyond 5 mts welcome to this dirt track - Mansoon version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1073/1195263425_dce765f537_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 346px; height: 258px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1073/1195263425_dce765f537_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After this small jungle patch there is some "kachcha" tar road. My Avenger was taking it very easily. Every vibration of the front wheel was triple filtered before it reached by hands (btw, i had to remove leather gloves as they cant stand the rains). Thanks to Mr. Pendharkar (BK Automobiles) and his mechanic for fork job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1355/1196270648_0aed98aec1_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 348px; height: 260px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1355/1196270648_0aed98aec1_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;As I approached this point I took a shot in the similar way as &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/522882514/in/set-72157600295195895/"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt; when I did this trip in summer. It was nice to see the dramatic change in the total feel of this place now.&lt;br /&gt;Real test begins here. It was a surprise encounter with some "simulated Manali-Leh water crossings" as I went ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1151/1195444449_666e415d5e_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 259px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1151/1195444449_666e415d5e_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tested gum boots by passing over it twice! worked well but don't know how will they behave if the water is deeper. As expected, met with few slushy patches like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1135/1195304165_3091ce7992_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 257px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1135/1195304165_3091ce7992_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went through the most difficult looking part of them, carefully. No skidding.&lt;br /&gt;I turned back after covering some distance as I knew there were no different "tests" ahead for me. It was a fun passing over the same track once again.  It was raining continuously throughout this part of the ride. Took some risk because I didn't want to miss this opportunity. You could see rain if you see enlarged version of these pick on &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/sets/72157601601073313/detail/"&gt;flickr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/sets/72157601601073313/detail/"&gt; collection&lt;/a&gt;. On the way back I had to shop clicking because of the moisture developed inside the lens :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could see all the pictures &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/sets/72157601601073313/detail/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the conclusion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="1" type="1"&gt; &lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leather Jacket - &lt;/span&gt;Good for riding but needs protection from rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leather      Gloves -&lt;/span&gt; Ok. Look good for cold but still have to get an alternative.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saddlebags -&lt;/span&gt; They carry lot of stuff but are not water proof. I completely forgot this. You can imagine faces of my room mates when they saw their wet jackets and wet bedsheets :P.  Need to buy a polythene covers and 4 mm ropes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Full      face helmet -&lt;/span&gt; Better than my half face in terms of cold and rain protection. Water droplet crack in from the little the gap in between the helmet and visior. Need to go for new visior or new helmet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Knee      and elbow guards (Roller skating): &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Knee guards are fine but elbow guards were uncomfortable. I couldnt bend my hands to touch my shoulders. Should try using knee pads here otherwise I had to go without elbow guards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gum Boots: &lt;/span&gt;Very much useful for water crossing. Consume considerable amount of space in saddle bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Newly      serviced bike: &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;What can I say. What is a better servicing than one which makes you feel confident for Leh trip? Super smooth forks, smoother engine feel (thanks to additives he suggested for petrol and oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt; All in all a confidence++ for leh.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. &lt;a href="http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2007/09/joueney-to-heaven.html"&gt;Read about the Ladakh 2007 ride&lt;/a&gt; I did all the planning for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6181322765566653340-6377230462849642892?l=suyashps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/feeds/6377230462849642892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181322765566653340&amp;postID=6377230462849642892' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/6377230462849642892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/6377230462849642892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2007/08/mud-slush-fog-ride.html' title='Rain, Slush &amp; Fog Ride'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1386/1195884558_1e91e82d49_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181322765566653340.post-7768018097793162558</id><published>2007-08-21T22:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-22T14:14:08.105+05:30</updated><title type='text'>"Chak De!" on 15th August</title><content type='html'>15th Aug. Wednsday. An off in between the week and I felt the same when we used to find a piece of cashew in the pulav served in my engg. college mess. Preetam &amp; I decided not to waste it lazying around and do something different this time. All of the plan we had was simple .To attend flag hosting in the nearby school and in the afternoon, a visit to NDA arrenged by Captain Nandu (thanks a ton for that). Called up Priyank and he also jumped in. Our earlier plan was to watch SRK's "Chak De" but we couldnt get any tickets at City Pride on tuesday so we were little disappointed. But the sequence of events followed turned our day into an unforgettable experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/RsskOpM21fI/AAAAAAAAADA/qDkjzpKOeeo/s1600-h/p1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/RsskOpM21fI/AAAAAAAAADA/qDkjzpKOeeo/s320/p1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101210836923766258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.30 AM:&lt;/span&gt; Nothing like beginning your day with school children. Reached just before the ceremony started. Then flag hosting followed by our national Anthem. Great! Priyank appeared a little late but with flags in his hands. We purchased few more. Watching these little fellows brought back some old memories. Last year at the same time I was at my school attending flag hosting. Luckily I was able to click a pic of &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/248178315/in/set-72157594511593324/"&gt;a cute little boy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/Rssp15M21gI/AAAAAAAAADI/HVLCxfwYTZI/s1600-h/0.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center;cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/Rssp15M21gI/AAAAAAAAADI/HVLCxfwYTZI/s200/0.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101217008791770626" border="0" /&gt;     &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8.15 AM: &lt;/span&gt;A small tea party at our usual tea stall with rounds of Parle-G to accompany and a bright idea- Lets visit Idlicious! A great place for authentic south indian food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/RsvZ_5M21jI/AAAAAAAAADg/DSiSXt83QQI/s1600-h/1196387316_39a402155d_m.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/RsssBJM21hI/AAAAAAAAADQ/0zRU-82Lnvs/s1600-h/00.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;float:center; width: 212px; height: 159px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/RsssBJM21hI/AAAAAAAAADQ/0zRU-82Lnvs/s200/00.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101219401088554514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9.15 AM: &lt;/span&gt;At Idlicious. In between we tied flags to our bikes. Called up Rajesh, he is a great fan of Idlicious. In fact he is the one who told me about this small but great place. Another surprise here, my project mate Anu was also there with her friends. We ate lots of idlis &amp; dosas and then a cup of filter coffee. It was really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/RsvZ1JM21iI/AAAAAAAAADY/NKrBV3Nr6ss/s1600-h/1196341982_12e8d206ee_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;float:center;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/RsvZ1JM21iI/AAAAAAAAADY/NKrBV3Nr6ss/s200/1196341982_12e8d206ee_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101410509953357346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10.30 AM &lt;/span&gt;When stomoch is full you get more ideas. We had good time left before we head towards NDA. Priyank wanted to see "Blue Umbrealla". Preetam &amp; I wanted to see "Chak de" but it was equal to impossible to get tickets so Priyank got a go ahead. Said bye bye to Rajesh &amp;amp; Anu. Next stop E-square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/RsvZ_5M21jI/AAAAAAAAADg/DSiSXt83QQI/s1600-h/1196387316_39a402155d_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/RsvZ_5M21jI/AAAAAAAAADg/DSiSXt83QQI/s200/1196387316_39a402155d_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101410694636951090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11.00 AM &lt;/span&gt;We are at E-square holding tickets of the movie in our hand. Show ends at 3 PM. Oops! we had to pick up Purvi as well for the NDA ride. Now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12.00 PM&lt;/span&gt; Called up Purvi. She was not ready but asked her to act like as if she has to get ready for the office bus in an hour :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. 15 PM &lt;/span&gt;I was standing in the line for an extra ticket and suddenly saw "Chak De" tickets available for 10.30 night show. Chak De! booked two tickets. The day was turning out to be exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5.oo  PM: &lt;/span&gt;We were waiting outside NDA gate. Me, Preetam, Priyank, Purvi came directly from the movie. My BikeNomad friends Capt., Pravin Sathey &amp; Nalin Bakshi were also there. Captain Nandu got final go ahead and we entered NDA premices. We rode all over the campus. Though it was national holiday, there was no off NDA cadets. Visiting NDA is a great experience. Those ships &amp;amp; fighter planes &amp; other war heads placed all around the campus brought a proud feeling. Though we couldnt stop at places because many of us (including me) were not wearing shoes. Capt. scold me a little for not wearing shoes. "Are you a rider or what?", he said. I felt sorry. But who will explain him that we didnt even get time to go home once we left early in the morning when it was raining and everything followed was unplanned. Anyways, but I know his questions was geniune one. I kept quite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6.30 PM: &lt;/span&gt;We say bye bye to everybody.  On the way to home with Preetam, I got this idea of blogging about this wonderful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. 30 AM: &lt;/span&gt;Back home from the movie. This Movie was also good. SRK has done very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments of the day were:&lt;br /&gt;1.  Standing still as the National Anthem started&lt;br /&gt;2.  The first sip of filter coffee after delicious idli&lt;br /&gt;3.  After loosing all hopes of getting to see "Chak de" on 15th Aug, I come to know tickets are available&lt;br /&gt;4.  Riding on the main road inside NDA.&lt;br /&gt;5. Hearing Praveen Sathey's shocking story about why he has to leave his military training.&lt;br /&gt;6. Coming out of theater thinking about this blog :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pics &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/colours_of_life/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6181322765566653340-7768018097793162558?l=suyashps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/feeds/7768018097793162558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181322765566653340&amp;postID=7768018097793162558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/7768018097793162558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/7768018097793162558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2007/08/unusual-holiday.html' title='&quot;Chak De!&quot; on 15th August'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/RsskOpM21fI/AAAAAAAAADA/qDkjzpKOeeo/s72-c/p1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181322765566653340.post-3608639596880575267</id><published>2007-08-04T16:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-08-04T17:22:39.561+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Green Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/RrRb3l2-mTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7nJMIY6ljIg/s1600-h/IMG+083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 348px; height: 261px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/RrRb3l2-mTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7nJMIY6ljIg/s400/IMG+083.JPG" alt="More. Green." id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094798089076513074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days if you enter my place don't be surprised if you see people eating only raw vegetables and sprouts for the breakfast. Thanks to Birjoo who is on full fire these days. Early morning jog, careful diet, weekend Yoga and list goes on. Today me and my other roommate Preetam, we all agreed to follow healthy diet and habits. We are also keeping FMCG fund to purchase common food items from nearby retail stores called More. A kind if of tie up, u know :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What after sprouts and raw vegetable diet? Yes, milk. Currently, we are heating it up on electric stove but soon we plan to buy mini LPG stove. Here are some highlights:&lt;br /&gt;Preetam got inspired very badly and purchased same T as Birjoo along with a 3/4th. He also accompany him for Jog (sometimes) and Yoga (as of now its regular).  I am out of all this except food :D. I love Kellogg's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/RrRg7F2-mUI/AAAAAAAAACE/cSO-pC2MhXw/s1600-h/IMG+086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/RrRg7F2-mUI/AAAAAAAAACE/cSO-pC2MhXw/s400/IMG+086.JPG" alt="Birjoo and Preetam" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094803646764194114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/RrRhtF2-mVI/AAAAAAAAACM/Wk0XSG0-vCQ/s1600-h/IMG+087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/RrRhtF2-mVI/AAAAAAAAACM/Wk0XSG0-vCQ/s400/IMG+087.JPG" alt="Me also posing" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094804505757653330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/RrRiDl2-mWI/AAAAAAAAACU/KhZadOjRJWc/s1600-h/IMG+104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/RrRiDl2-mWI/AAAAAAAAACU/KhZadOjRJWc/s400/IMG+104.JPG" alt="Raw Sprouts with added lemon and masala" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094804892304709986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/RrRj7F2-mXI/AAAAAAAAACc/WL1VtilSQvA/s1600-h/IMG+114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 362px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/RrRj7F2-mXI/AAAAAAAAACc/WL1VtilSQvA/s400/IMG+114.JPG" alt="Happy drinking. Preetam." id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094806945299077490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6181322765566653340-3608639596880575267?l=suyashps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/feeds/3608639596880575267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181322765566653340&amp;postID=3608639596880575267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/3608639596880575267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/3608639596880575267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2007/08/green-weekend.html' title='Green Weekend'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DaDDHN05Hqg/RrRb3l2-mTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/7nJMIY6ljIg/s72-c/IMG+083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6181322765566653340.post-2964921967499519618</id><published>2007-06-27T09:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-06-27T21:09:48.163+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fundey tiny minds ceo'/><title type='text'>CEO of Tiny Minds</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Came across an article in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;today's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://epaper.timesofindia.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;ET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; titled "Music of the hemispheres" by Rama &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bijapurkar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It mentions about theory of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Diffusion_of_innovations"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Diffusion of Innovation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; by Everett &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rogerss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Rama writes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;He said that the adoption of any new idea (in this case, the idea of doing business with India) would follow the pattern of a bell-shaped curve, with different groups of people coming in at different points in time after the idea was launched. The first to embrace the idea would be &lt;strong&gt;2.5%&lt;/strong&gt; of the relevant population that he called ‘&lt;strong&gt;innovators&lt;/strong&gt;’, followed by &lt;strong&gt;13.5%&lt;/strong&gt; who he&lt;br /&gt;labelled as ‘&lt;strong&gt;early adopters’&lt;/strong&gt;. Over time they are followed by the much larger numbers of the ‘&lt;strong&gt;early majority’&lt;/strong&gt; and the ‘&lt;strong&gt;late majority’&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;strong&gt;34%&lt;/strong&gt; each), and finally the last to come on board the idea bandwagon are the ‘&lt;strong&gt;laggards&lt;/strong&gt;’ (&lt;strong&gt;16%)."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Tiny minds inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I've always heard about we having two minds that think opposite to each other. I personally think that we have not two or three but many &lt;em&gt;tiny minds&lt;/em&gt; who have their own saying. We actually consult listen to each of these tiny minds before we arrive at any thoughtful decision. For outside world, one may look like a careless or irresponsible person but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; you think that he never thought about being careful and responsible? Its just that in the decision making, his careless and lazy tiny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;minds&lt;/span&gt; dominate those poor careful ones. Its up to you, the CEO, to enforce some rules upon yourself to manage behaviour of these tiny minds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;How many you have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;You may be wondering what point i am making here? or What is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;analogy&lt;/span&gt; between above article and this thought? Well, here is the idea. Recall the last time when you came across a new idea or concept from your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;colleague&lt;/span&gt; or from newspaper or from some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;advertisement&lt;/span&gt;. How did you respond to it? What did your mind say about this idea? Now imagine that you know 100 of your tiny minds and their opinions, determine how many are in the 'innovators' zone as mentioned by Rama, How many behave like 'laggards' i.e. traditional? Put all of them into one of the five zones he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mentions&lt;/span&gt; and plot a curve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you adapt easily?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curve? Yes, curve. To be precise, five zones starting from Innovators (venturesome), Early Adopters (respectable), Early Majority (deliberate), Late Majority (skeptical) and Laggards(traditional) on X-axis and number of tiny minds on Y-axis. Do you see a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Scurvebellcurve.png#file"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;bell-shaped curve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; as Rama mentions above? not exactly?. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;. Can i can say it'll be quite like that only? Interesting. Pick the topmost point on it and look at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;x co-ordinate of the peak of the curve. This co-ordinate is the one that gives an idea about your adaptability factor. More innovative tiny minds more adaptable you are initially. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Bringing out personal change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Key is that, when one wants to bring a change in the organisation called 'You', start moving majority of tiny minds into the 'innovators' zone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6181322765566653340-2964921967499519618?l=suyashps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/feeds/2964921967499519618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6181322765566653340&amp;postID=2964921967499519618' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/2964921967499519618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6181322765566653340/posts/default/2964921967499519618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suyashps.blogspot.com/2007/06/tiny-minds-ceo.html' title='CEO of Tiny Minds'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
