Motorcycle world trip - the great freedom with 110cc through India


 
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With two of our own vehicles we were really luxurious, almost decadent. Most people can not afford something like that but usually take the pickup or jump on a truck.
 
Real nomads earning the little money to make a living as harvest workers move about with their oxcarts.
 
As an intermediate destination we wanted to visit the Dudhsagar waterfalls 15 ° 18'51.93 74 ° 18'51.51. Our GPS coordinates are collected here.
 
Unfortunately we were not let through. Instead, they wanted to sell us a Jeap Tour for 400R.
 
We did not want that. So we drove to the cave temples GPS 15 ° 54'59.92 75 ° 41'27.60 and slowly further to the east. The emphasis is on slow, as on the road again and again unexpected highlights appeared or we were invited by surprisingly friendly people to stay.
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We learned that most of the buildings that call themselves a hotel with a large sign had no beds inside, but at most a tiny restaurant offering omlet or rice.
 
But we do not need anything more from the excessively spoiled Europeans.
 
Most people here just sleep on the floor.
 
Cows sleep even on the busiest intersections and wild dogs mostly in garbage containers, if any.
 
Again and again we passed various temples.
 
Finally we reached the most famous: Hampe GPS 15 ° 19'57.71 76 ° 27'36.58.
 
Even from afar, we were asked if we like most tourists like a hotel room.
 
We thankfully rejected this always same question.
 
Right on site there was a large square where buses stopped.
 
As everywhere else there was delicious food and many wild monkeys who tried again and again to stibizen something.
 
To our great astonishment, no entry was made for Hampi. One only has to take off the shoes when entering.
 
Most of the pilgrims and tourists present came from India themselves, partly to bless their new motorcycle. It was rare to see white faces.
 
In such tourist places one is treated as Weisser like an ATM.
 
Everyone wants to get the maximum out of one.
 
While we were usually offered the normal prices, everything multiplied here.
 
If a native woman had just received 12 bananas for 40 rupees in front of us, we wanted 500 or begged for money without any consideration.
 
Regardless of the price, I do not like such unequal treatment.
 
Nevertheless, we admired the ancient temple, which, as a World Heritage Site, may of course be visited by cows, and the 1000 Ruins all around.
 
A really worthwhile destination before we continued our motorcycle trip to the south.
 
Driving past, I saw a brick factory out of the corner of my eye.
 
Since Jasmine had never seen people using clay and a simple form of making bricks by hand and then burned them in layers in an oven, we of course took a break here as well.
 
The hello was huge. Probably we were the first tourists who honored this place with a visit.
 
The diligent workers showed us around and showed us their little hut.
 
The reward for physical work in the hot sun is here at about 150 rupees so just 2 euros per day.
 
Still, people were happy and proud to show us something.
 
In the next big city, we caused another big casserole when we stopped to buy tangerines.
 
It quickly became more and more people who saw us.
 
Unfortunately, the anonymity of a big city also has bad sides.
 
So suddenly Jasmin's sunglasses, which she used against the wind, disappeared.
 
Nevertheless, people asked us for money. Time to cut here.
 
How did we make a way through the crowd with gentle force. Away from here.
 
On the other hand, you can do the few people in a small village quite well.
 
A small boy offered us a coconut, while his parents ordered the field with two oxen and a wooden plow. Child labor is here of course.
 
Away from a paddy field we found a nice place to camp.
 
Jasmine is sick and has a sore throat, runny nose and a headache. Our brought paracetamol did not strike.
 
While one would rather let people in Germany die, we got at the next pharmacy the next day everything we wanted, such as Vermox against worms without a prescription.
 
The pharmacist had a look at the poor jasmine. She has never been abroad before and therefore tropical pathogens are not used to it.
 
For 40 rupees he sold us 3 times 6 tablets, of which she should take one every 4 hours. Why do you need an insurance there?
 
The next day, Jasmine was almost back to health and we were able to continue our journey through the West Ghates Unesco World Heritage Mountains.
 
To the Hebbe waterfalls GPS 13 ° 32'28.66 75 ° 43'29.98 we would have had to walk 7 km. However, Jasmin was still too weak for that.
 
Instead, we drove to the Kalhatti waterfalls just before.
 
For 20R admission, we could visit a temple here and how the locals shower in its floods.
 
Only on our things we had to be careful. Wild monkeys tried again and again to steal them.
 
On the way back we saw blacksmiths who forged and sold blades right on the street. Great.
 
Past the Maysore Palace GPS 12 ° 18'18.63 76 ° 39.18.58 led a brand new and therefore high-speed highway.
 
With 80 things we roared along. We were next to many ox cart, the sugarcane brought to the factory, the fastest vehicles.
 
Suddenly someone tried to wave to me. Probably another intrusive dealer.
 
I ignored him and drove on. Later, Jasmin told me that it was a police officer. Sorry
 
Because of the good condition of the road we managed today with breaks to apply sunscreen and delicious feed fabulous 268 km.
 
Then we reached the 20 km long Jungle National Park Mudumalai GPS 11 ° 33'07.34 76 ° 33'16.73.
 
Again, surprisingly no admission was required.
 
Instead there were signs everywhere, one should not stop and take no pictures.
 
Well, how to deal with signs in India, we had already learned.
 
After just a few miles, I thought I saw something in the bush.
 
So catch up with Jasmin, turn around and back again and actually: There were two elephants standing with a boy.
 
I always find it fascinating how well even big animals like elephants can adapt to their environment and thus hide.
 
We waited a while. Again and again other tourists drove past us.
 
After a short while, the elephants actually made their way to the road.
 
We enjoyed this natural spectacle. So far every day has had great surprises for us. We love India!
 
After the elephants we saw a lot of deer, a muscular buffalo, a peacock and of course many wild monkeys and wild boars.
 
In the middle of the park there are some hotels and the possibility to ride on elephants.
 
But we had different thoughts. The tire of Jasmine's scooter already looked a bit flat when renting. Now, however, she drove suddenly almost only on the rim. Quickly we left the park.
 
At one of the many tire booths on the roadside we found the cause: The plug, with which the tubeless tire had been patched before, had become leaky.
 
No problem. For 100 rupees so 1.50 euros, the tire was repaired again. Later we took a used hose for 200R.
 
As it gets dark quite near the equator, our tent struck the fence around the park in the thicket.
 
The next morning we went on safari again and admired the wildlife here.
 
Then we went to the mountains, on the way to the highest pass in the area, the 2620m high mountain Doddabetta GPS 11 ° 24'02.99 76 ° 44'08.55.
 
The road was awesome. Over thousands of very narrow turns it went up and up. Constantly full throttle.
 
Rarely has a road been so much fun. Time and again, signs reminded you to honk bends and warn such curve-cutting trucks.
 
Above you have to pay 5R admission. We were greeted by numerous black tea plantations and coaches full of Indian tourists. The highest mountain.
 
We should refuel again! Jasmine looked at me in surprise. Her scooter was half full, mine was empty.
 
Whether it was the constant full throttle driving in the mountains and my greater weight?
 
In addition, my scooter always smelled strongly of gas.
 
what I initially blamed on the refueling agent's mistake, which had spilled some gasoline, seemed to have another cause.
 
I lay down under the scooter. There was no dripping.
 
However, it smelled strongly of gas, if you wiggled him.
 
With the on-board tool, I released 3 screws under the seat in the helmet compartment.
 
Then I was able to fold up the entire bench together with the tin panel. A tin panel is qualitatively much higher quality than the plastic scooters that are sold in Europe.
 
Here the engineers from Honda had thought along. Something like that is rare with other manufacturers.
 
Quickly the error was found. As I wiggled at the gasoline hose, a jet of precious liquid shot out.
 
The part that was bobbed back and forth a hundred times a minute on Indian potholes during the last 8 years had become leaky.
 
I buckled the hose, pulled it off and cut off the broken start.
 
Then I put it back and fixed it with a cable tie brought along. Finished.
 
The landscape on our way to the north became more and more dense. We came in a real jungle.
 
Right and left on the edge of the road I discovered coffee bushes between banana trees and coconut palms.
 
With the owner's permission, we pitched our tent on the foundation of her new house.
 
Then she led us through her property and showed us pepper-tendrils with many large globules, which grow up on the trunks of the coconut palms.
 
We are really where the pepper grows :-)
 
At the same time, she showed us many other fruits that we have never seen before and whose names we forgot.
 
But here you really live in paradise. It is always warm and the food grows almost through the window into the house.
 
She had only one request: could she report our arrival to the police? That is mandatory.
 
Of necessity we agreed.
 
At dusk, a SUV appeared on the property. 8 armed police jumped out and asked us to drive to a hotel.
 
It is too dangerous here. After the murderous road traffic, it should be too dangerous for these friendly people? What a nonsense but what do you want to do against the police?
 
Since intelligent people go to the free economy, a discussion was pointless. The idiots sat on the longer lever. We packed our things and hid our tent a few kilometers further hidden in a deserted national park, which I found as a green area in the sat nav. Continue on the next page.
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