More than 100 orgasms - Part 2

16^th or 17^th Jan

Some hrs late in the night: There was a fridge next to the bed on which we had kept the cellphones for charging. My cell phone fell from there on my head and I got up. Noticed that Glax and Sameer had occupied 75% of the bed. First time in my life I thanked god for making me slim enough to occupy the remaining 25% and yet not touching them ;) I tell you there is no sad feeling than sharing the same bed with two more guys. Somehow I slept.

17^th Jan (didn’t keep the track of kilometers and time)

Glax did not want to miss his daily exercise routine. He got up and made Sameer to join him for the exercise. Both of them went to Calangut beach for jogging. Which means now I had the entire bed for myself ;) Man I tell you there is no happy feeling than getting the entire king size bed for yourself ;) I slept nicely for two more hrs J

Finally I got up and got ready. Had cold chaay given by the guesthouse Aunty and went for the breakfast in Baga. Had sumptuous breakfast looking at the sea (also read as looking at the babes sunbathing). We were ready to explore the IBW venue now. We reached there before 11 am and got our bands to enter the venue. We took our bikes inside just to notice that the stalls were being put up. The IBW was running on IST schedule. They promised us to set up a locker area to keep the helmets in 10 mins however it was not done for next two hrs. Meanwhile Sameer did some jugaad with media folks and we kept our helmets in the media tent.

We explored the venue for various events that were to be happening over next two days. They had planned for many competitions like tyre burn, loudest bike, biking stunts etc. They had kept some vintage bikes and some awesome bikes on display. They also had some biking related movies in the theatre. A few well known international riders were invited to the event.

Glactin and I got our cameras ready and clicked a lot of candids. Soon they will be seen on Glactin’s blog. It was almost 1:30pm and nothing had really kicked off other than keeping the bikes on display and getting (way to expensive) eating joints ready.  Apparently they were waiting for 1000+ Harleys to roar into the venue. They had a separate parking for Harleys and separate stall setup for Harleys. Later I learnt that the event was all about Harley and Harley only. There was sort of no respect even for bullet group too. It was like paying to get insulted L No wonder RE didn’t even care for arranging a ride from various locations to the event.

Finally those 1000 harleys entered. You could hardly hear what the person next to you is shouting.  Slowly and steadily the monsters rested themselves in their designated rest area and the event actually begun. We decided to go out and have lunch around 4pm. Had pathetic North Indian food at some junk hotel near Vagator. Now I can’t even recollect the name of the place.

Anyway, long story short, we came back to the event after lunch and found out that the gravity defying stunts were about to start. Man those two guys were awesome. Watching these type of stunts on TV and watching them in person are totally different experiences. The ramp was erected on lose sand. I would think hundred times before speeding my bike beyond 30kmph on that surface and these two guys were going so fast that after hitting the ramp they were going at least 7-8 stories high in the air. No matter where you were standing in the venue, you could still see them in the air. Every time they landed on the other side of the ramp, my heartbeat would skip. They executed those stunts to perfection. They had GoPro mounted on their helmets while doing the stunts. The GoPros are made for these type of bikers and not for us :p

After those death defying stunts it was time for our desi stunts and boy after watching those our desi stunts were appearing so amateurish. Nothing against them but couldn’t watch them for more than 20 mins and I came out.

Rest of the evening spent listening to music, clicking pics and roaming around the venue. Came home and took the back up of the photos and slept off.

18^th Jan,

The day was not drastically different than 17^th Jan except I made a quick visit early in the morning to my sasural. Yes, my sasural is i Goa (yes, I can hear some J voices :P). After coming back from there we participated in the rally to promote the safety while riding. The rest of the day was similar to 17^th Jan. We went to vagator beach to have lunch looking at sea (and looking at the….. yes, you are right, you guys are getting smart ;)).

There was a FCC event that was happening today. FCC stands for full contact championship. They had put up a WWF style boxing ring. One babe in half chaddi was commencing the start of the round with the round 1 board. There were about 6-7 fights and couple of them were good.

In the evening there were four DJs mixing awesome music and people were dancing. Spent about 2+ hrs listening to them. Finally I pulled Glactin and Sameer who were engrossed in dancing to go home.

19^th Jan,

Started the day at 9:30 am with quick bread omelets and masala pot tea( who said masala potty??), tanked up the bikes and headed towards Pune. The ride back home was quite uneventful. Did the similar stops  on the way back. It was fun to ride but slowly the cushion in our seat was getting converted into nails. We decided to go our ways from khed Shivapur toll plaza. Towards the end we were like, ab aayega khed shivapur, ab aayega khed shivapur.. saala yeh khed shivapur aata kyu nahi…. I was getting unbearable itch in my head. I tried scratching the helmet but it didn’t help. Finally I overtook Glactin and Sameer and made them stop. Removed my helmet and scratched my head. Aha, what a relief. Had one maza there and left. Soon we were on our own ways.

Last 20 kms were dead slow due to heavy truck traffic and the nails in the seat were getting bigger and bigger. But finally it all ended. I was in the parking exactly at 9:31pm and 11342kms on the odometer. The ride of 1101 km was pure bliss (ok may be except for last 20kms ;). The bike performed well and all bones stayed together :) 

You can check the awesome pictures at Glax's blog https://diezelglax.exposure.co/a-giraffe-rode-a-goat

If you are my wife who is reading this then the travelogue ends here, others can keep scrolling.

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Hope to do many more rides like this. If you are my wife who managed to reach here, then it proves another thing that wives never listen to their hubbies :p

More than 100 orgasms - Part 1

More than 100 orgasms

Imagine u r at it for few hours. Non stop!! 

That constant lingering pain around your groin is bordering hurt but never crosses that line. 

Pain. Oh so sweet!! 

U shift a bit and d release is heavenly!!  Orgasmic!!! 

D regular bumps elevates it for few seconds n then it settles, only to escalate sweetly when the next one comes. 

Ur body and soul believes that u hv reached ur peak but when d next one comes u can't imagine the high. You can't believe that u hv been riding this for almost 2 hrs. 

N every 2 hrs u tk a break, u unlock urself, let the body breathe and it feels so soothing. Blissful!!!

The release is soul jarring. Nerve wrecking. The endorphins released want to put u in this eternal fantasy zone. 

N then u start again, believing that this one's gonna b smooth n easy. 

But hey, it's not. 

U repeat the process, endure it again. U want to, coz the pain is so sweet. 

Up and Down!! Up and Down!! 

The slight moan, the tiny knots - rising up from ur lower half, enveloping ur body and soul. The thumping under u is so rhythmic. 

Body perspiring, legs hurting, arms straining but still enduring. All becoz it's so sweet. 

U reach a point where u can't take it anymore but the problem is u can't stop yet. 

U try to divert ur mind. 

After all, pain is more to do with the mind. 

U succeed. 

Only for a little while. 

But then ur body has this unique way of reminding you that there is this wonderful, enveloping pain that u can't ignore and let go.  

Imagine 10 hrs up and 10 hrs down. And few more hours here and there as u explore. Over 30 hrs of action can really drain u. 

A 100 orgasms can be soul numbing - imagine u just got a lot more!!!

                                                                                                                                   -Saint Diezel  Glax

Yes you read it right and let me assure you that it is not a porn write up ;) Those were the lines by Glactin aka Glax to express the feeling we riders get after every long ride :).

It all started with Glax and Samir’s plan to attend India Bike week 2014 in Goa on 17-18^th Jan. Earlier they both were planning to go by bus to the event.  I decided to join them but going to India bike week by bus didn’t sound appropriate to me. I suggested that we should go there on bikes and both of them agreed immediately (after all better than 1000 orgasms wali feeling ka sawal tha :P).

There was a minor problem though, except me, both of them didn’t have the bikes. In fact both of them had not ridden in ages. But as they say, a friend in need is a friend indeed. Glax borrowed a Bajaj Avenger from our common and kid at heart friend captain Nandu Chitnis and Samir borrowed a Royal Enfield classic 500 from one of his friend. I was on my RE electra 350.

Both Glax and Samir got their bikes in condition. In fact Avenger had just completed her running in period. I had done a major servicing recently. We and our bikes were ready to go but as the day was nearing the clock was moving slowly. The good part was that it never stopped and finally the day of the ride arrived J We decided to meet up at Samir’s place at 5:30 am. Gonna describe the ride as it happened here on.

16^th Jan

4:25 am: I got up 5 mins before the alarm and waited for it to go off.  Whatsapped (wow new word for the dictionary) Glax to check if he was running on time. He was up before me and he was having his chaay. I got up and got ready in no time. All the packing was done previous night. I just had to load the saddle bag on the bike. Kissed my sleeping prince and said bye to wifey.

5:05 am, Park Street Parking: The gear was loaded onto the bike. Took the starting kilometer reading as I always do before all my rides. The odometer read 10241 kms in the parking. Cranked the ignition and after couple of minutes of idling I squeezed the throttle.

5:50 am (10270km) Samir’s place NIBM road: After getting lost couple of times finally I was at Samir’s place. Glax and Samir were waiting for me at the gate. We quickly shuffled our luggage. I tied my camera bag with 70-200mm f2.8 on the back seat. Now I had a comfortable backrest worth 1 lac for myself :p 

6:00 am (10270km): Our ride towards Goa finally started from the small lanes of Kondhwa. Samir was leading the way and I was tailing. Soon we were on Pune Bangalore highway. That was a familiar territory for me as I have driven/ridden numerous times on that road. It was still pretty dark. Samir and Glax were going a bit slow than my expectation. Doing moderate 60-70kmph. I was thinking to myself that we would take more than 12 hrs at this speed but I would get an awesome mileage :p The basic rule of the ride is that the group should go with the comfortable speed of the slowest rider. Since both of them were riding after years, I decided to enjoy the cruising at their speed . It was colder than my place in Wakad and the wind was hitting the bones through the thick riding jacket, but it was awakening all my senses. That is such a great feeling when you ride which you would never get in the cage.

6:41 am (10296km) Petrol Pump Khed Shivapur: We reached the regular petrol pump after Khed shivapur toll plaza. A group of Harley riders was already there. For a change the count of motorcycles outnumbered all other vehicles present at the petrol pump by a huge number. After tanking up our motorcycle tanks we decided to top up our tanks too at Mcdonalds and Café coffee day. I forgot to mention that captain Nandu Chitnis was generous enough to give his HD GoPro to record our riding videos. God bless good friends J We mounted the go pro on my helmet and the remote on the fuel tank. We were ready to hit the road again. Waved good bye to all Harleyans (and suzukians and hondians) and started riding again. Samir was again leading and I was tailing. I started recording the videos using the remote. Soon Samir and Glax found their comfort zone and started to rip the bikes. Soon we were doing 80-90+kmph on the almost empty NH4. I was thinking to myself  that we would take less than 10 hrs at this speed but the mileage of my bike would be f****d up :P Soon we reached Khambatki Ghat. I decided to record the entire stretch, however at one point Samir could escape the traffic jam. Glax and I got stuck in the jam for good 10 mins.

8:10 am (10352km) somewhere on NH4 after Mahabaleshwar Surur Phata: After the traffic jam, Glax and I started ripping. We saw Samir waving at us and pushing his bike to the corner.  We stopped near a tractor garage. Samir and bike were looking ok with no sign of having a fall. Apparently the battery cover lock broke and the battery got loose. Samir was trying to tie it somehow with a copper. Meanwhile Glax and I seized the opportunity to have a cup of tea. Many riders were zoom passing by. One onlooker asked us, “ aaj kaay special aahe. Sakal pasun bharpur bikes jaatayt” (whats so special today, seeing so many bikes since morning). I wanted to tell him that there was a motorcycle temple in Goa and we all were going for darshan but while telling him I replaced motorcycle temple with bike temple and used plural of bike which totally changed the meaning. I told him that govyaat baaikaanch mandir aahe tikde jaatayt sagle which literally translated as there is a ladies temple in goa and we are going there :p

After 20-25 mins Samir could somehow tie the battery and start the motorcycle but his headlight was not switching on. We decided to get it fixed in Goa. That was the only hiccup we encountered during the entire trip.

9:52 am(10450km) somewhere on NH4 near Karad: A quick break to answer the nature’s call.  I wanted to have one more chaay but it was not available there. We decided not to waste time and started riding again. Near Kolhapur there were mamu log waiting to catch the prey but they didn’t stop any of the bikers. I am sure they would have checked few bikers who rode early in the morning and did not find anything to extort the money J For a change they were stopping the cars when we crossed them.

After Kolhapur the traffic became lighter. We were doing 90-100+ after Kolhapur but the Harley guys were overtaking us quite easily. They were easily doing 130-140kmph. Soon we entered the Karnataka border.  We were to take the diversion at Nipani towards Aajra sawantwadi. Unfortunately the GoPro battery had died when we stopped to answer the nature’s call. It was getting charged in Glax's tank bag with the portable charger since our last stop. Glax was tracking the trip with google 360 so that the people at home could locate our position whenever they want and I was making notes on the route with youposition it app. Man, you gotta love the technology for offering so much on the go J

11:20 am(10549km) Hotel Goa ways, after Nipani: This was our planned stop for having lunch. Apparently that was the sync up point for Harleyans too. There were lot many bikes parked in the parking lot. People were admiring these sexy machines parked together in a row. We decided to have chicken masala and rotis and we were told that lunch will start at 12:00 pm. Finally we ordered the breakfast items for lunch. Poor Samir!! He hates eating veg :p

After our lunch (sorry brunch), we waited there for some more time. Replaced the GoPro battery and the bikes were ready to roar again. The road was getting narrow and winding. I personally love winding roads. Riding that RE on the winding road is so blissful. The bike handled well even on the bumpy road. Didn’t feel the tiredness.

12:45pm (10590km) Aajra: Samir’s fuel indicator lit up so stopped for fueling in Aajra. There was one babe who was riding a Harley who had stopped there. The Harley tyre was bigger than two car tyres put together. The bike weight would be at least 15 times more than the rider’s weight :p

1:56 pm (10626km) Amboli water fall: Much needed break for the bikes after doing the ghat section. We decided to take this opportunity to rest, have chaay and click photos. Though we were carrying three SLRs and countless lenses with us, we decided to stick to our mobiles for street photography :D Here are couple of pics near the fall. We stopped there for good 45 mins and started again.

3:30 pm (10675km) Maria beer Shop, Patradevi: No we did not have beer there. We had slice and chips J Do not drink and ride is another basic rule of the riders J

4:12 pm (10700 km) Duler near Mapusa: Stopped to repair the headlight of Samir’s bike. As expected the Chinese HD bulb lived up to the expectation of Chale toh chand tak nahi toh Shaam tak. The bulb had gone kaput and the same bulb was not available. We then put the old faithful yellow bulb and started the journey.

Met Samir’s friend Tomson in his shack on the calangut beach. Samir made a mistake of taking his bike in the sand and got stuck J Glax and I stayed back. We then had to push Samir’s bike back to the safe area. Missed clicking pic of the drama though J

6:45pm (10720km) Some lodge, Calangut: We stayed in this place for next three days and didn't even bother to check it's name :). There was one king size bed with no scope to put additional bed. We three had to share the same bed for next three days (rather nights). Don’t let the horses of your brain go wild, we still managed to sleep without touching each other for three nights :P The bikes were parked for the day. We parked ourselves at Tomson’s shack. Clicked some pics of the sunset (again with the cell phone), had food, copied the videos and didn’t even realize when we slept off. The long day of 16^th Jan finally came to an end.