Continuing from my previous post...
Like I said before, there were lots of people in the resort that evening. So many people, that I lost track of who were BHPians and who weren't. Meanwhile most of the (true) BHPians were waking up to a sultry, humid evening here after their naps.
I vaguely remember coming out of the dining area after tea with royalcruiser, arin_12, n_aditya and chetan_l to the reception area, to find 8-10 BHPians seated in a round table conference discussing Surjith's mysterious Safari issues. The badminton court had a few anonymous children (other guests) chasing the shuttle cock from one end of the court to the other, since it was windy. Some more anonymous children were playing football with volleyball or perhaps playing volleyball with football. Either way it didn't matter, because we joined in the round table conference. I was interested more in the refreshments at that point, so I left them to discuss the troubleshooting and automobile guru ssjr0498 nailed down the issue to blown turbos, the lack of engine oil circulation in turbos, etc.
Meanwhile asdon came up to us around dusk and told us we would be getting our own private team-BHP bonfire, so we wouldn't have to worry about anonymous guests' kids kicking footballs at us, or having to play antakshari with some unknown techies. There was a small open yard next to the bike garage. The resort staff setup some chairs and a bonfire. Now the bonfire was special - it had a mind of its own. It would increase the flame when it wanted, and decrease the intensity when it wanted. Once or twice, the bonfire even decided to explode - the wood pieces just crumbled away like a pack of cards and the fire got extinguished. Now who on earth sets up a bonfire over a flat metal table of all things, god knows who gave them the idea!
Meanwhile royalcruiser, condor and chetan_l were planning up ways to capture stars and star trails on the camera, since the starry sky was so clearly visible in the night from this unpolluted place. After they decided that a tripod was compulsory for this, they dropped the plan for that night
The bonfire
Now on the other side of the bonfire, people started to mingle and talk and all that, but there was one problem - music! No bonfire party is complete without music! Now how do you play music in an open yard? The resort guys didn't have speakers or audio systems, and even if they had it, the yard didn't have electrical points. In true-blue BHPian 'out-of-the-box' thinking, Condor suggested that someone bring their car into the yard and play music through the car's ICE. Eureka moment! KiloAlpha volunteered to bring his Figo and he was the DJ along with a few other volunteers.
The next 2 hours were full of refreshments, snacks and chatting with all the BHPians about anything and everything under the sun. The discussions ranged from travelling, food, hotels, bikes to something as remotely connected to team-bhp as films also. Aviorp, rk_sans, n_aditya, shamanth, ku69rd and myself were involved in a lot of bike and travel related discussions throughout the evening. Other BHPians were also simultaneously involved in general discussions in the bonfire area. Hats off to asdon for arranging the refreshments and snacks' service at this area for all the members and their families.
After this bonfire, the group set out to have a late dinner at the dining area by around 10.30 or so. There was a waiting queue outside the dining area to get a table. I have seen far smaller queues in crowded B'lore restaurants like MTR, so a dinner table queue at a remote coffee estate 320km from Bangalore was a bit surprising. We finally managed to get some tables at the biker shack adjoining the main restaurant. Let me recollect the dinner menu - it was some weird combination of veg fried rice, aloo palak, pulkas and jamuns for dessert. We had to wait for plates to arrive. When the plates arrived, the spoons were missing so we waited some more. When the spoons arrived, the items were out of stock and they had to prepare the stuff again, so we waited a little more. Finally by the time we all finished dinner over BHP-style gossip, and set out for our respective rooms, it was close to midnight. That was the end of day 1.
The mugshots and individual photoshoots come on day 2. To be continued...