I have a love hate relationship with early morning alarms – on one hand I only make use of them when I have a really big day in front of me but on the other hand, well I’m what you call a late morning person. With the alarm set for 4:15 AM, I certainly wasn’t going to be in the greatest of morning moods but the anticipation of over a 100 kms of riding managed to get me out of bed and under a hot shower. The bikes were perfectly lined up and polished and seemingly ready for the grind that we would put them through over the next 10 days. Now that that I look back at all that transpired between me and the bike, I should have been worried about the drudgery that I would have to endure at the hands of the vehicle instead. The early morning sun provided just the right amount of light for us to click a round of photographs and soon we were riding back to Manali through the very same route that got us to the hotel.
Finally it was time for breakfast at Koksar and we were guilty of walloping down our fair share of hot parathas and even hotter tea.We had another 3 to 4 hours of riding ahead of us before we reached Keylong but we stopped for a round of pictures soon after we completed breakfast. The roads were fairly smooth in most places and just as the riding was getting interesting my bike was hit by a case of a stuck accelerator cable that had the engine revving its nuts off. The massive amount of vibes would have shaken off a light weight rider for sure and I had to stop the bike and wait for the backup van to catch up and adjust the faulty cable as the others rode past.