It’s been a while since my last bike-ride. Finally, fed up with the daily routine, along with a few colleagues, we decided to go for a quick dash to Malshej Ghat, a mountain pass nestled in the lofty rugged hills of the Western Ghats, being notorious for landslides during monsoons.
Considering the terrible heat wave, we set off early morning by 7 am, feeling quite pumped up. The initial feel when the bike touches the highway tarmac is something I’ve been longing for a long time. To reach Malshej Ghat, you need to ride via Kalyan and catch the NH 222.
Fortunately, being a Sunday, the city traffic was on the lower side. Once out of the city, the real fun began!
Our first pit stop was Palm Village at Murbad. Fortunately for us, one of the boys had a membership. So we could get a quick bite.
The Vega Family!
After refueling our internal organs, we began our way to Malshej Ghat.
It’s always a real fun to ride in groups. Banking on turns, cruising on the straight smooth roads…..well what can I say…sheer bliss!
I believe every biker must experience the Malshej roads atleast once.
Photo-bombing in progress!
Trust me the photographs don’t do justice to the beauty of that place!
Making it official with a selfie!
However, the heat began to take a toll on the riders. So we decided to halt at the MTDC Resort, located beside a jaw-dropping cliff. The accommodation is superb, although the food isn’t. To seek shelter from the unbearable heat, we struck a deal with the resort to take rest in a non-AC room for a few hours, in order to cool down a bit.
Don’t let the MTDC name misguide you. The resort had a variety of rooms and cottages. A few cliff-side cottages were indeed quite awesome. Split AC, mini fridge, room service, LCD TV, balcony, the whole works. I’m already considering coming back for an overnight halt!
After some evening chai, we decided to begin our return journey. (Riders beware: there’s a police check naka just besides the MTDC turning! So keep your vehicle papers in order)
There were a couple of close calls as usual because of a few idiotic truck drivers.
In fact, we even witnessed a small accident happening right in front of us! An elderly gentleman, riding a Honda Activa, was unable to manage the curve and practically drifted off the highway.
Our boys attending to the poor chap!
Somehow, some accident or the other have always been revolving around my bike trips, like a bad karma! (Check out our ride to Kelwa beach)
In order to avoid the village traffic, we decided to take the Murbad – Shahapur route, which practically turned out to be a bike killer.
Damn! It was one entire stretch of a broken road. After this horrid experience, touching the Nasik highway was like riding on the clouds.
Within an hour’s time of joining NH 3, we reached home right after sunset, our soul feeling refreshed.
And here I am, already planning the next weekend’s ride. Where does the highway take us? Stay tuned to find out 😉
UNTIL THEN, RIDE HARD!