I must admit I am not very skill full
when it comes to mountain biking. I am rather clumsy, and chicken out
on the tricky downhills. I am however in love with the sense of
adventure and wilderness that comes with an opportunity to venture
out into the unknown. So when the opportunity did come the other day
to explore some trails, I did not hesitate a bit. It was 3 of us –
me , Dharma and Magin. To avoid the summer heat, we decided to get
into the trails an hour before the dusk. The idea was to do the
exploration before it gets dark and then trace the trail back in
dark.
We drove down with our bikes on the car
rack to the forests situated around 50 km from TBA. By the time we
hit the trails, it was 5.30 pm. We had plans to locate a trail that I
had last ridden on, a couple of years back. It took us a little while
to find it, but once we were on the trail, it felt good. Memories
kept rushing back...of the numerous times we ripped through it, and
of the one time I had crashed on the same trail.
First third of the trail is rocky and
climbs up sharply. The middle segment is reasonably flat with
occasional loose soil. The last part of the trail goes down gradually
into an open land with a small water body. All through, the trail
runs through and cuts across the forest.
We laboured our way up stopping a few
times for a breather. The climb is quite a challenge if you have to
do the whole on your bike. Once we reached the flat part of the
trail, the pace increased. It felt great ripping though the forests
with the only sounds being the rustling on the leaves beneath the
tires and the chirping on the birds. Suddenly, 10 metres ahead of us,
a family of wild boars cut through the trail like a flash.
With the true forest around us, we kept
going, enjoying the company of nature and the challenges thrown in by
the trail. Soon we were on the other side of the trail, next to the
water body. It was time for another stop – another breather.
Now it was time to head back. The light
around had faded. Although I have ridden through the same forests at
night couple of times before, both times we got lost and spend less
time riding and more time navigating. This time we simply had to
follow the trail back the way we came. We decided we will keep
stopping from time to time to ensure all of us are together. If
someone falls back or gets a flat, he is going to shout.
We started the climb back. From this
side, the climb was much shorter. In no time we were on the flat
portion of trail. With the darkness engulping us from all directions, the thrill factor had gone up by a few times.There were no chirping of birds this time, but the
rustling of dry leaves kept giving us company. Occasional alarm calls
from crickets reminded us we are in middle of a forest.
The lights were really confusing us and
there was absolutely no visible signs of a horizon. Instead of our eyes informing us about the approaching climbs and the downhills, it was our legs this time. We were also really really focused, as we really couldn't spot anything beyond what our lights would make us spot.We just took things as they
came, and that's what made it all the more fun.
Dharma was leading as he had the GPS
track with him. Soon we were on the rocky downhill section on which
we had laboured up an hour back. The trail twisted and turned through
the forests. At every turn, I totally missed a helmet light. With
only the handlebar mounted light, I could only see what in front, but
not what was coming up on the bend. A lesson learnt. I am not going
to come back without a helmet light again. With every rocky downhill
section accompanied the thrill of going past it without crashing. Is
that the one thing that turns a trail rider into a trail addict?
Arriving back at the parking, we met
each other with high-fives. The feeling out of the first twilight
trail ride was indescribable. We left with the promise to get back
for more.
And we kept our promise:-)
Here is the next one : Twilight Trailsurfing on 04thMay 2014
Fantastic read, Krish.
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