Sunday, April 10 has been one day which has in someway brought a lot of hope towards everything I do.
This was a great ride and I being a novice for sometime now take this as a good achievement in the foray of cycling.
It all started when I asked my friend, Arun Malik, where do you think we should really get our cycle rides worth the pain? We both decided it had to be VT (now CST). We decided to take our cycles in the local train to VT and ride through the coastal route. It sounded great and we moved.
We left Khandeshwar station (the station just before Panvel), at around 8:00 AM. And soon we found ample space to accommodate our cycles and ourselves in the luggage compartment. And we moved.
CST 9:25, Malik rushed outside the station along with his "Hero Hawk", since he didn't buy his luggage ticket :P. Out of the platform and we were set on the road alongside the Times office. We started with our high fives and set to go.
We, reached the Gateway, took a couple of snaps and were off to Old Navy Nagar. After that we set our sights at Marine Drive and were off. We then crossed Girgaun chowpati and then moved on to Walkeshwar.
The slopes were super high and we moved on peddling our way to glory. That was our Rocky Balboa moment.
We visited the Hanging Garden and then went past the Bandra-Worli Sealink and then to Haji Ali
Now that we were done with it, we didn't know what to do. So Malik said let's go to Cotton Green and board a train from there itself but we were way past it. So he said let's go to Vadala. We moved.
We reached Dadar, and decided we'll go to Kurla instead. Crossed Sion and then finally crossed Kurla too and we decided to go to Chembur.
Malik asked me how does it feel to ride a cycle on the Vashi bridge. And finally after an hour or so we were on the Vashi Bridge. We finally decided to stop at Vashi and get on the train, but we didn't stop we moved on reached Nerul.
Now our hands were paining, sore bums and what not. Then that was it. Belapur it is...
We stopped at the Belapur station waiting to buy the ticket and then all of a sudden Malik said "Hey, my bums are not that sore anymore are yours?". We moved with our swollen bums and finally hit Khandeshwar, just the place where we started from.
This ride has given me a whole lot of confidence and a new found love. Hope this continues.