Blog 22: Captain America Rides Again + Music Video
Trip Start Dec 10, 2009
45Trip End Jan 14, 2010
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The OutDoor Angels is the name of our gang and scouring the Indian countryside with our eyeballs is the name of our game.
Almost everyone rented scooters, but Taylor and I upgraded to motorcycles and didn’t look back. With Annie on the back, I popped a wheelie (for real) and shot out of town. We had no maps and just rode. Left side, right side, down the middle of the road; paved, dirt, you name it, we rode it; we even caught some pretty sick air a time or two
We left the main highway and cruised into the forest along a canal that led to some old temples off in the distance. We rode past rice paddies where the workers yelled and cheered and then we literally drove off into the sunset. Everywhere we went the locals cheered and ran out to greet and meet us, but at one point a boy rushed out and grabbed Alyssa’s boob. I was riding behind her and Taylor so I gunned it and stuck out my leg to scare off the perverts before they attempted the same thing on Annie. They ran into the ditches as we flew past.
We had to negotiate cows, buffalo, chickens, sheep, goats, bulls, and pigs as we made our way through forests, towns, mad traffic, and herds of animals. Sadly, at one point, a car nailed a pig in front of us and Annie watched as the little Christmas ham pulled himself off the road squealing from his flattened leg. It was pretty horrible and I’m glad I missed it.
We did have a run in with the local fauna, though
We watched the sun set on the mountains and the lake beside us and then rode back to Hampi with little gas to spare. All in all, it was one of the greatest days of my life. It seems a person makes a lot of those kinds of statements when they’re traveling; it must be the bike… or maybe it was India with my wife; who knows, maybe it was just another great moment to put in my history book.
Next up, Goa and the Gilroy…