A weekend trip to the hills on bike

Updated: May 6, 2019


“Travelling – It leaves you speechless and turns you into a storyteller.”

I experienced the same when I went for my first trip to Dehradun. The roads turned me speechless and then I am the storyteller, The Terrestrial Astronaut.

So here’s the story on how it went..

It was much like an unplanned trip and we just went on the trip and planned things on the way.



11th October 2018

We 3 friends Kartik, Kanishk and me, we were planning for a trip together for a long time, so, finally we were ready to take a trip together. Initially, we planned on going by train and then as no train was available at that time, we decided for a bus. But then it changed to bikes. Kartik already had his Pulsar 200NS and we needed one more bike. So, I packed my bag and went to my office to work for the night.



12th October 2018

At morning 7:00 our shift was over and we were ready to go. We headed to Kartik’s room for the breakfast and for the starting point of our journey. From there Kanishk and me went to Karol Bagh to rent a Royal Enfield classic 350. The shopkeeper really pissed me off with his attitude towards us and still then we decided to go with it. we tried a few bikes and decided to go with a particular 350 classic model at ₹ 1000 per day. The repair guys at the shop were really good and they worked for about an hour to get the bike set up for us and with a minor servicing. Although it meant taking spares from other bikes and putting it onto this one, but we were okay with it as long as it worked.

After that came taking the helmets for the ride. The only helmets provided for the ride along with the bike for the ride was really crappy and broken and dirty, so I decided to purchase my own.

We started our ride at about 2:00 pm and took another friend Nilanjan with us.

We took a halt at Kanishk’s place to get his helmet and bags for the ride.

After that we went to the highway at a cruising speed and just after a bit of time, we were about to reach Muradnagar and the traffic was really bad.

We took a halt there for some food and the paratha was really nice.

Although I am not quite a fan of paratha, but i liked it.

We faced a little issue with the Enfield’s starter motor at this point but it was resolved later.

From there we were heading towards Muzaffarnagar on the upper-ganga canal road.

At this point, I was away from all the anger from the bike and was enjoying the ride.


At the Upper Ganga Canal Road

We took some small halts along the road and I dozed off a few times sitting as a pillion. I have to thank Kartik and Kanishk for taking the bikes for a high speed sprint as we were too late.

Anyways, we reached at a small dhaba at Muzaffarnagar and took a halt for 20 min over there,

Then we decided to not take the route through roorkie and went for a different route and faced an angry riot over there, we had to turn back and head on the other road and after a bit of going through unknown road with Nilanjan guiding us using GPS we were back on track and everything was going smooth.

After that, we took a halt at a chai shop as the ride was really becoming painful at this point. We took a halt for quite some time at this point, We took pictures with our bikes and had a nice tea with biscuits at this place as were dead hungry.

The shopkeeper was really rice to us and informed that there will be really bad roads all of a sudden and to not speedup on these roads as potholes and bad roads popup all of a sudden.



Clicking Pictures at Muzzaffarnagar

And indeed, the roads from now on were under construction and was really bad and tiring. It felt as if we were riding on a off-road trail which was really not maintained at all.

This part of the road was to test the drivers and I have to say that I was fortunate to have Kanishk and Kartik with me and they drove on these roads like hot knife on butter.

At one point the roads became better and we were sailing smoothly.

Then after like an eternity, we reached the mountain roads and although it was dark, I was happy and excited like a child who has received a gift.

After riding a while on the dark zigzag roads of the mountains, we saw a board which read: “Welcome to Dehradun”.

It was about 10:45 pm and from there it was mostly a ride through the city.

This city reminded me of my own city Durgapur, clean and well maintained.

We reached Dehradun Railway station and were searching for a dharamshala to stay for the night.

We were really tired and was unable to find a dharamshala to stay for the night as the offices for the registration closes at 7:30 pm, a heads-up to all the visitors looking to stay here.

Then started the hunt for a cheap hotel room to spend the night.

We were really tired at this point and barely remember anything that happened after this, All I remembered is that Kanishk and Nilanjan went to search for a room and found one to stay for 4 people for the night at ₹ 700 for the night and the room was decent too.

We had some food which I don’t remember as we were awake and tired for almost 24 hours at a stretch and we really needed some sleep.

Then we reached the room and we died while attempting to plan for the next day lying in our warm blankets. We literally died.



13th October 2018

We woke up fresh and feeling awesome just thinking that I am on the first day of my trip which I have dreamt forever, I set up my cellphone on the outside to capture the time-lapse of the sun rising, but the sun was smart and woke up before us so I got nothing on my footage.

We freshened up ourselves and got into our riding gears planning to go to Mussoorie and posed for some pictures in the golden sunshine.



We checked out of our hotel room at approximately 8:30 am and headed towards Mussoorie.

The roads at Dehradun except for a few rumble strips, were really smooth and nicely maintained.

On the way we passed the “Bell Tower” locally known as “Ghanta Ghar” and other structured belonging to old Dehradun.

Then we say a really scenic point on the road where we were able to see the mountains and we were standing on the edge of the cliff and clicking pictures unaware of the 1000X more scenic points along the way.


We started climbing the mountains and it felt really awesome as Kartik was leaning his pulsar and I was on the pillion seat clicking pictures.

We took a number of stops along the way just to click pictures and a major one to take a sip on tea on a particular viewpoint.


Pictures on the way to Mussorie


The most epic picture clicked while on the bike

Then we passed main Mussoorie market and LBSNAA to reach Kempti falls.

It is a waterfall with a small reservoir in which people take a bath in the cold waters of the fall.


We parked our bikes on the top and kept our bags and belongings safely with a restaurant.

Then we descended down a fleet of stairs to the base of the waterfall and changed our clothes from riding to bathing.