Bangalore – Goa: Day 4

The journey so far:
Bangalore – Goa: Day 1 (Bangalore to Channarayapatana)
Bangalore – Goa: Day 2 (Channarayapatana to Nellyadi)
Bangalore – Goa: Day 3 (Nellyadi to Udupi)

 
Today’s destination was Murdeshwar a coastal town 110 km away. Since the sun rises on the coast later than in Bangalore, I could sneak in a few more precious minutes of sleep.

When I left, I headed for a small detour to Malpe beach – the lodge owner had recommended a visit to the place. The beach, and Manipal University too. Chose to skip the latter though. I reached Malpe after an 8 km ride. The beach with its wide long stretches of sand was one of the cleanest I have seen.

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Moving on, I headed to Traasi for breakfast, and then to Maravanthe, a beach bordered by the Arabian Sea on one side and the Kolluru river on the other. I was told the shoreline was not too safe.

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I got off the highway at around the 105 km mark to head to Murdeshwar. Back to sights of green – rice fields with the mountains in the background.

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Murdeshwar town was another 5 km away. It was a Sunday and it turned out a religious procession was going down the streets with some mythological characters being paraded around. A few revelers took the festivities a notch further by including me in their merriment with a generous shower of colours.

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Checked into the nearest lodge and came for a quick visit to the temple and the beach. The Shiva statue here, the second largest in the world, looked imposing even as its silhouette stood out in the sunset.

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The Murdeshwar temple itself has ornate carvings with scenes from the epics and a cave museum narrating Ravana’s story.

 

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A scene in the Bhadrakali cave: A furious Ravana lifts Kailasa Parvata

I did venture out onto the beach as well. Thanks to the heavy influx of tourists, the beach is nothing to write about. Ended with a quiet dinner. That’s about it for day 4. Day 5 would take me to one of the most charming coastal towns in Karnataka.

Bangalore – Goa: Day 3 (Nellyadi to Udupi)

Read about the earlier part of the tour here:
Day 1
Day 2

The previous two days of biking ensured I slept well the night before. Yes, slept well even in the poorly ventilated lodge with a fan that tried its best to keep me awake with its metronomic tuk-tuk. And once again, I struggled to wake up before 6 am.

Once I was up though, I went through the morning tasks quickly. Gobbled down an energy bar and headed off on the bike by 7 am – My starting times were getting later each subsequent day. The route this morning was much smoother and I rode along without much trouble. The descent through the ghats was done the previous day; today I could coast through the forest at an easy pace. It was a bit cloudy as well, and with the birds chirping in the background, and the trees lined up on both sides of the road, I would have gladly taken these conditions everywhere I rode.

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Across the Netravathi river

The breakfast stop was at Perne, 25 km away from Nellyadi. While I tore bits from the omelette, the man running at the breakfast joint recounted how a gas tanker had skidded on the bend outside and had caught fire a few years ago. Not a good story to tell a cyclist. Actually, not a good story to tell anyone on the road.

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Outside the breakfast point at Perne

After I moved on from Perne, the weather started getting more humid and sunnier as I headed westward. I could see I was getting a deeper tan as well. Reached Mangalore, and bypassed the city to head towards Udupi.

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My power combo of energy bars and bananas was working pretty well, so did not need to stop for any meal after breakfast.

Now the stretch from Mangalore to Udupi was a deceptive one. The route has a gentle gradient, nothing that would have you huffing and pushing the pedal. The humid weather and the almost naked terrain though made it tough. It’s not just the physical toll such conditions take. The monotonously sunny landscape throughout also dulled me mentally, mostly because I expected the route to get more scenic once I got closer to the coast. Of course, the highway was not all that close to the shoreline, much to my disappointment.

So just kept my feet on the pedal and continued. Just before Udupi, I caught sight of an elephant ambling ahead on the highway. Pedalled quickly and positioned myself a few meters ahead of the big guy. Pulled out my phone to click a selfie, but had no idea elephants could walk fast as well. The mahout later told me the beast was getting nervy by the sound of the road roller. Handed some chikki and a 10 rupee note to the elephant and went further on my way.

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Turned off the highway to head to Udupi. The first sight of Udupi surprised me. I thought it would have been a small quiet town. Rode into a place that seemed like a suburb in Bangalore. A bustling market, a few guest houses and streets agog with the sound of honking motorists. Even 400 km away, this place seemed closer home to Bangalore.

So what do you do when you are in Udupi. Check out a local Udupi restaurant of course. But with a twist. While I love the South Indian breakfast – idli, dosa, utthappam, a South Indian dinner does not cut it for me. Settled for plain old rice and dal fry. Yeah, you read that right.

Bangalore – Goa: Day 2

After much deliberation the night before, I decided to bike ahead on the day of the statewide strike.

Initially the plan was to ride to Sakleshpur and see how the situation was thereon. With my stocked supplies, I was confident of getting there without any worries. Left a little late considering Sakleshpur was only 76 km away. Had a lucky break just 7 km into the ride though. One of the breakfast joints on the highway was open. Had just finished a quick breakfast when some cops appeared and ordered the restaurant to shut shop for the day. (I don’t understand Kannada, so I assume the cops did ask them to close down. For all you know, they might have just asked for some idli sambar.)

The route kept getting more scenic as I rode ahead. The strike also kept buses and trucks off the road, and boy was I glad? I mean, this is what a cyclist would pray for – clear but not too warm weather, pothole-free roads and no mean trucks threatening to knock you off with a shoulder push.

The scenes were a refreshing change from the previous day when I’d ridden through sparse green cover. Deciduous trees spotted the landscape for a while, and a small patch went around rice fields. Near Sakleshpur, passed through coffee plantations. Did pass by a mob burning tyres as well; in this case being ignored as a cyclist worked in my favour.

Reached Sakleshpur by early afternoon. With time in hand inspite of a quick downpour, I revised the day’s halt to Nellyadi, another 58 km away. Hit the ghats soon, and even though most of this was a descent, I stopped several times to soak in the sights and sounds.

Even went off road to step around a stream. Spotted some huge butterflies.

All this lingering came with a price. As evening set in, I still had some distance to cover, and it became a race against time to get to Nellyadi. There weren’t any villages on the way too, so I had to grind the pedals to get to the destination. Place turned out to be a dot-sized village. Put up with the first lodge I found. Didn’t have much choice; would have had to ride for another 21 km to find the next town. Wound up with a riding distance of 134 km.

Bangalore – Goa: Day 1

So I started from home at a little past 6 am. The day’s destination was Channarayapattana, 152 km away from Bangalore.

There is rarely a day in recent history when Bangalore’s legendary traffic has not hogged the limelight. This day wasn’t any different, yes even at 6.30 am. Got stuck between seemingly endless lines of trucks just after I had crossed Yeshwantpur. Oh, and this was before I managed to miss the road towards Nelamangala, and somehow ended up outside Yeshwantpur station. Which again is not to surprising given my propensity to go off track.

Long story short, I spent a good part of the early hours getting out of the city. Didn’t stop for long breaks to make up for it, except for breakfast and lunch and the occasional stop to stretch a little. Rode through Solur, Yadiyur, Hirisave without any distinct change in scenery either, so pedaling on seemed a better prospect. Maybe the mileage will be rewarded with a leisurely ride in the days to come.

Oh and yes, also felt like I could have gone even lighter with my baggage. Quite sure it weighs less than 10 kg, but after 100 km, every gram of weight made me pay the price. Something to think about in the next tour.

On account of the statewide strike in Karnataka today, I have stocked up on water and bananas. That’s going to be my superfood, let’s see how it goes. Might have to do a curtailed ride – droopy eyes and sore legs aren’t complaining.

Signing off with a few pics. Adios.