Tuesday, March 25, 2014

Namma Karnataka !

Odo Reading: 3,300 kms 

It was 7 by the time we all got up with our head bursting with hangover from the previous night binge drinking but the picturesque scene from our balcony was exhilarating with fog caressing the mountain side and the sunlight trying hard to break through this thick blanket of fog. We all stood there in awe to see this dance of the nature being played right next to our balcony but reality hit us again, we had to travel another 600 kms to reach our next destination and we still weren't sure of the place in which we will spending tonight. The race was on to get ready as we should leave as early as possible. Since we were travelling in a small group this was possible another top tip for all the adventurers out there, always travel in small groups cause larger the group more time spent in organizing.
We got our motors running in no time and left for the Karnataka border which was around 300-400 Kms away. We all were excited that we will be finally crossing into Karnataka border. We made it to the border at around afternoon and were excited to see the famous Red bus of Karnataka (The KSRTC bus is known as red bus) and behind the bus we found the poster of Mysore Dasara. we stopped on a tank bund which we thought was a reservoir to find some children playing near the road, we had a small chat with them in 'KANNADA' and proceeded towards Belgaum.
Me and Gowda both did our engineering from VTU ( Visveswaraya Technological University) and hence we so wanted to visit the head quarters of the university which plagued our lives for four long years. We had to take a small detour from our main route to visit this place. We paid our respect to the place and performed what is called Ashtanga Namaskara in Kannada.
After clearing belgaum we rode through some farm fields to reach the main road but were amazed to see the posters of Bal Thackeray in villages near Belgaum. I should mention that the Maharashtra is trying hard to annexe Belgaum as their territory since there are more Marathi speakers there than Kannada but I leave the topic for the public to decide and not comment about it.

We reached and found the main road and from there on it was a dash to find the next resting spot. We cleared miles as the road was as smooth as waxed skin. We reached Hubli and took the ring road not repeating the same mistake we had done in Pune, by the time we reached Haveri it was around 7 in the evening, we decided to call it a day and crash. Tonight will be the last night for us away from home as tomorrow we will be reaching Mysore. It was a love-Hate story for all of us and to decide which was which there has to be some ethyl in our system.
Somewhere outside Haveri

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