The wet ride!

I insist on using the above title even at the risk of it sounding like the perfect title for a porn flick! :P The monsoon has arrived and finally the nation is relieved as the skies shed tears all day long. The monsoon is a great time to be driving, but as I realised today, not a great time to be riding, especially when you don’t have a spare change of clothes. All it took was 15 minutes of a mild downpour for me to collect approximately 3-4 litres of water samples and a few hundred grams of mineral samples. My collection medium was, obviously my clothes! Of course the quantity collected increased due to the valour I showed in braving the rain and forging forward. At the end of a 2 hour battle where I covered a distance of 45km(usually done in 45 min) I stopped at a restaurant to order something to defrost myself. I sounded vaguely like this: One Shezzzizwann chickcken noodles and boozzt..(Background score of self drilling teeth). The waiter strangely stared at me. Obviously they didn’t get many backpack touting, windbreaker wearing, strange noise emitting bikers who clearly looked out of place in a “Benz” hotel!(Local Dhaba owners sure show great resourcefulness in naming their shops!) Anyways after a few frantic antics the order got through and I made my way to defrosting back to human temperature. This was one of those days when food felt like a gift from god himself!

Anyways I reached my destination after having refreshed and recharged myself and quickly opened my bag, to find to my dismay that the water had seeped in thus dampening my spare clothes as well. Looks like it’s a cold night ahead in a town where the Airtel network refuses to pick up EDGE and hence I type this on a GPRS connection. Download rates according to Mr. Netwarrior(Airtel’s Internet Force commander I suppose – Online crimefighter who duels everyday against unseen enemy forces such as spam, viruses and George W Bush) are a mind blowing 0.5kbps/s as of now! (Typed at 11.25P.M. , July 2^nd 2009. Will get uploaded, when my server deems is an auspicious time.)

Thinking about it, there won’t be anything exciting about a monsoon bike ride if there was no rain to drench a person to the core such that his soul would pop our shivering and ask for a hot cuppa! So, take out those wheels and hit the road. Give yourself amazing therapy sessions in mud, minerals, water, CO and NOx!