18 PM. After 13 days of ride. After 2200 km. We finally reach our final destination.
On one hand I am relived, my body couldn’t have taken more.
On the other hand I would like to do it all over again.
It is difficult for everyone of us to leave our vehicles, we multiply pictures like if these were the last ones on earth.
I leave you with this last video, a florilege of what we faced on the Indian roads !
(tip: put the sound on and download the video before playing it, as it is 22 Mo)
Our last afternoon offers new landscapes, more similar to what you find in South-East Asia: palm trees, green fields… We crossed a Tigers reserve where, of course and luckily, we didn’t meet any tiger, but many monkeys – As you can see from the video below.
A very nice way to end the day. To end the motorbike trip…
The road is exhausting. Holes, bumps…
At one point a cow pops up from nowhere, she was behind a truck when she probably suddenly decided to cross the street. I almost crash, good that she was running, otherwise I would be dead. This is the only time I really get scared.
And a miracle happens: A wedding is taking place on the road, people are dancing. Overtaking the crowd is not easy but the good news is that our leader decides to stop.
We are gonna dance with them, in our astronauts overalls!!!
Of course, men are very excited by our presence, whereas shy women will stay behind.
After this charming and surprising interlude, I will ask Ravi to drive more slowly.
Indeed, we are exhausted and the road is demanding, I feel I’m loosing focus.
a few kilometers afterwards, we stop by a caff (gargotte) for our last lunch by the Rajasthan roads…
The owner is not used to get so many guests at once, so our team leader and our mechanic give him a hand: Ravi prepares the bread, Sanjay cooks it in the oven!
This is going to be our last afternoon, I try to capture every image, every light, every face…
Friday morning. Before our 220 km of ride we visit our last Rajasthan fort !
Today, we will have our morning Masala tea in the mountains, where women, as usual, are securing wood for their cooking. A crowd of Sisyphe invades the road before lunch time…
We leave our hotel at dawn, and have to face a thick smog, a mix of morning fog and house smokes. Indeed, people burn whatever to heat their houses at night and cook breakfast. I cannot stand that acrid smell (âcre).
We will have to ride 220 km today, until we reach Udaipur, the Venice of the East, also called The Pink City… A motivating target!
Kids are obviously the first ones to come to us. but old men are not far, they just pretend they have something to do in the neighborhood but they are here as well. Kids are intrigued, oldies are amused. With our helmets, reinforced gloves and jackets, heavy shoes, we look like Robocops !
On the road again, ready to overtake everything, including the amazingly colorful Indian trucks.