Ride + Trek to Dhak chi Bahiri

IMG-20170326-WA0075Sunday, 26th April 2017

Yes, you read that correct, Ride + Trek, it was as unconventional as it sounds… But, then that’s what Life is all about…
You don’t eat Dal-Chawal every day, you need Biryani once in a while…

So, it was all decided, the location itself, Dhak chi Bahiri, was very famous for breaking the bones of the trekkers; around 25 people promised to come out of which only what, about 18 showed up… We were strictly warned, not to Google the location, yes, that’s true no Googling, this was the first challenge in which about 60% failed, Lol, yes… So, leaving the next day at 5:00am for a trek meant sleeping early, but, to everyone’s surprise, the WhatsApp group was active until 2:00 in the night…

So, with all the packed surprises that were awaiting our presence, we met sharp at 5:00am at Symbi just like we decided… People were coming in until 5:15 after which we left for Dehu Phata were more of our riders were going to catch up… To everyone’s surprise, a Benelli rider accompanied us… We did a small gathering at Dehu Phata, our only Pit Stop, from which we headed towards Kamshet via the Old Mumbai-Pune highway… Let me tell you, even if the highway is accompanied by ‘old’ tag, it was a crisp flat piece of freshly surfaced tarmac… It was quite dark until we reach Kamshet, this was the very first time where I officially used my new Fog Lamps… They truly are a delight, no more blind spots at night on my Thunderbird, yay…

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So, we finally reached the Zambhavli village asking directions from the passers and trusting our instincts (as Google-baba is highly unreliable once you move out of the cities) by around 6:45am and got glimpses of magical sunrise, just like the great MK Gandhi quoted, “head out to the villages to see the real beauty of India !!” …

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Let me tell you one thing, this was one isolated village with hardly a few houses but, the approach road (maintained by TATA Sons Ltd.) was way better maintained than most internal roads of our cities… So hats off to them.

We geared down at a local resident’s house, secured our helmets and riding gears in his home… People there were quite helpful, asked us tea and later even made us good Gavran Meal of Pithla-Bhakri, yum (on chargeable basis) … A local from the village assisted on our trek which we started after tea. The starting point was still about 1.5km away on top of the mountain… Without worrying about the road conditions, which shouldn’t be called road, in a sense, it was just a planned way to go a top so it was more fun as we were doing some unplanned off-road… The Benelli did struggle here…

So, we reached the commanding point where we parked our bikes and started to look out for the famous Bhairav Temple which was right up there some 20 miles away across 3 mountains through which we had to trek up and down… We formed (it formed on its own) two groups, the first was over-enthusiastic took the trek way too seriously went up ahead with that local guy who was about 60yrs old but was more fit than all of us… Our group as you can call was more chilled off, we took all the unimaginable routes, through waterfalls, dried river paths, photographing every spot selfies, groupfies, etc… While the other guys were quite ahead of us, we carved our way doing Rock Climbing, Valley crossings (micro valleys), tree swings and what not… The sun wasn’t up yet so it was pretty cool and the surrounding Panoramic views were absolutely breath-taking, nothing like I had seen before in the recent past… Crossing the valleys, small alleyways, going up & down the mountains with steep passes carved and sculpted through rocks and passing through the woods we finally the reached the main hurdle of the trek… Hardly 10min from the cave to the naked eye, but it took about an hour to cross…

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The cave is right behind in the Mountain

It was basically a way over a steep ridge over a cliff, no safety gears but, just an age-old rope which could break anytime… Fortunately, it didn’t… The last part was to hold the rope with all the force and climb up 90 degree up on a so-called ladder which were ma-made ridges to help keep the feet aboard… The rides everywhere were hardly 5 inches wide, one wrong step and you fall 5000ft down with absolutely no chances of surviving… Next up we again had to climb to straight up on two wooden logs, as extreme as it could get baby… I did it successfully, not many including myself believed that I could successfully climb up and reach the summit but I guess it was Mahadev’s blessings that I got up there… We spent a good 20min up there inside the temple in the cave…

There was no second way down, we had to take the same way and suffer everything that comes in the way, yes, difficulty level was increased, the sun was right up there, raging with fire, showering his flares and we we ran out of water… This was the first time in my life that I needed water so desperately… That moment I really felt the situation in which the people in the desert live… There was no source of water in between, we were the only living humans around, everything was dried up, we were exhausted and felt the closest to getting roasted in hell… I was the slowest guy in our whole team, really appreciate each and every one, they didn’t left me behind, that’s what true brotherhood is all about… As we were slowly approaching the parking area which we could see from our eyes but no more stamina was left, not even to step ahead an inch, that’s when we started playing songs, Tamma Tamma Loge and all… I was thirsty and few trekkers from other gave me water in the middle of no-where, they came there like God, will never forget that…

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The blurred SRK pose… Lol !!!

Inching towards the victory, I was feeling just if I can get an air-lift, reaching my bike who’s seat was roasted, I didn’t have the energy to get her out from the main stand and thank God Royal Enfield is giving self-start to new bikes, I wasn’t able to even put the gears properly through that same rocky road through which we came… Somehow we managed to reach back the village with practically broken backs, burnt feet, scratched hands and a tired brain with a dehydrated body… We took refreshments there and started our journey back home, reaching Dehu Phata, we disbursed…

Riding back home, successfully doing one of the toughest treks in Maharashtra, we had a sense of pride in our heart and with no causalities whatsoever, it was indeed a great ride and an awesome trek which has definitely strengthened the relationship bonds…

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Conclusion – If Everyone thinks you can’t do it, then you must do it…

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