The Hampi Bike Trip

As I sat there sipping my vodka and orange juice I starred at the steely grey waters of Ashwem beach, as the sun went down the sky burst in the evening colours of orange and red, I sat back to take another swig of my screwdriver and think about my first long bike ride through the beautiful Bangalore highway to the rustic scenes of Hampi to the Hippyness of Goa. Continue reading “The Hampi Bike Trip”

10 ways to become a girl biker

I started riding about 2 years ago. Always had a craze for motorcycles since I was a kid, but was always afraid to ride. The parental pressure worked there. It all began when I forced my husband, my boyfriend back then to lend me his Avenger 200. Easy bike to ride, my feet touched the ground, it’s a nice cruiser to start off on. He helped me understand how the gears worked. Continue reading “10 ways to become a girl biker”