This is a not a travel I have done recently. I was inspired another thread discussing about old family cars in the vintage section. I took about 2 weeks framing this and collecting the images.
We used to regularly travel to Munnar which was quite close to where I studied.
I did my graduation at a sleepy town called Piravom about 30kms away from Cochin. So the only getaways we had were either at the local "Kallushaps" (toddy shops) or to Cochin. Hence Munnar became our favourite destination. This writeup is from one such visit to the Queens of the Hills.
I was just 19 at that time, so dont flame us for riding without Helmets. We were too ignorant or not bothered about safety at that time. I just wanted to ride on.
This particluar trip went like this:
As per information given to family members we were having a joint study plans at our friend's farm. Our exams were around the corner and our parents accepted. We guys moved together as a gang and called ourselves "Team RAMPAGERS". We had custom Tshirts and stickers on our bikes too.
We all headed out to Kothamangalam where we needed to collect a friend. His father was too strict and the joint study didnt go down with him. So he had to escape saying he is going out to visit his aunt.
So we hit the road around 5pm. Wheather wasnt at its best. Was very cloudly at the time we started and the downpour began shortly. All of us got fully drenched.
But we were not going back. Determination and fire of the youth was at its heights. We reached Adimali around 8pm. We all needed to refuel our bikes and stomachs. We were ready in 20 minutes for the ultimate climb. Munnar is 30kms from Adimali. Typical ghat section, with many hairpins. This was going to be one hell of a ride.
Once we started climbing, we realised we were not prepared. The visibility was ultra low. We were confronted with heavy fog and strong drizzle. We were running the RX100s with pathetic 6volt headlights. Luckily mine was retrofitted with gypsy reflectors and high output halogens.
The bullet was having issues with the electricals as such. So I had to lead the way with my indicators flashing. The guys on the bullet suffered a minor fall while overtaking a jeep. Nothing much, so we continued.
Visibility improved a little after a while. That prompted us to open throttle. My 88 RX100 was roaring to go. My bullet friend felt bad that we 3 RX's were enjoying. He gave chase and overtook us. We booed and let him go. After a couple of minutes we saw them parked searching for something in the dark. The bullet's new mega silencer fell off. After a 15 minute search, we found it under a bush, fixed it and continued.
We reached Munnar quite late and searched for a hotel. We landed at the Sree Narayana hotel whose owner was known to my friend's father. We begged the guy not to inform his father. He oblidged and shared a few drinks with us.
This is where we stayed:
We got up early next day, had breakfast with the owner and left for Mattupetti. The drive was around 14kms from Munnar. We visited the indo swiss cattle project and the dam. We had tasty carrots as snacks. On the way back, we visited a tea estate called (if I remember right) Kurukmala. We got some tea which is said to be better than Kanan Devan tea. We also brought pure honey and some local brew from people who looked like tribals.
Few images from Mattupetti:
Once we got back to Munnar, we wanted to go to Rajamala, a sanctuary about 13kms uphill. The climb to Rajamala was very steep. The RX100's performed extremely well, so did the bullet. We switched bikes and I got a chance to ride the bull.
I must say, I was amazed at the bull's handling and I became a believer of the legend. Rajamala is a very protected area. Littering is not allowed and we were watched very closely by the guards. Trekking is not allowed or suggested beyond a certain point.
Rajamala:
We bribed our way and used our friends contacts to some areas otherwise not open to general public. But we couldnt have much fun as the guard we bribed was following us to ensure our safety. The area was very rocky and he might have been concerned.
On our way back, we visited many tea estates. Munnar hills is full of them. We reached the hotel and it was packup time. We thanked the owner for his hospitality and urged him to keep his promise.
This where the Bullet guys fell on the way to Munnar, see the marks
We left by 3pm so that we could reach our homes before dark. Luckily for us, mother nature was kind to us. We had a enjoyable trip downhill stopping a few times for tea and of course nature calls. Kindly excuse for the poor quality of the images. There was no digital cams in India at that times. I think the shots were taken on my autofocus Yashica.