This was typed, with a dizzy head, aching muscles of driving a bike for three days [ close to 500kms]...
‘All good things must come to end’ I hate that cliché. My two year MBA has come to an end too. This is the place where I’ve truly grown to be a different individual. I have learnt so many things from my peers and friends even little things as it may seem, has changed me in some way. It would never been this fun and this good without them. I love them all. I dedicate this post to them.
Sensing the end of this good thing, we realized that it could be the last chance that all of us could be together. And So begins the Road trip. Ooty and Sathyamangalam in mind, we start on Friday morning. This was taken by me, from the tea stall outside our hostel.
7 bikes and a car what more can anyone ask. Thanks to my friends in batch A, for kindly lending me their bike, that too, on a weekend. You guys are amazing. We headed towards Mettupalayam, had our breakfast at Sri Annapoorna, this entity has nothing to do with the Coimbatore legend. Just then Parthi cried out at a passing bus, supposedly carrying Batch A guys, who were headed to ooty as well.
We reached Ooty by around 11 I guess. Thanks to Darsan, who managed to get a big cottage for us. The view from one of the rooms was amazing. From there we started to Pykara Falls. The entire way was filled with so much greenery and trees; we were actually driving through canopy of trees at discrete intervals. We stopped at a lake and took some snaps before Pykara. There I got to know of one thing, it was more of a rocky stream than a water fall. Then we started to the boat house, somehow we came back without boating. Did I miss Jos tried wheeling in between? We decided to go to the ninth mile instead.
‘All good things must come to end’ I hate that cliché. My two year MBA has come to an end too. This is the place where I’ve truly grown to be a different individual. I have learnt so many things from my peers and friends even little things as it may seem, has changed me in some way. It would never been this fun and this good without them. I love them all. I dedicate this post to them.
Sensing the end of this good thing, we realized that it could be the last chance that all of us could be together. And So begins the Road trip. Ooty and Sathyamangalam in mind, we start on Friday morning. This was taken by me, from the tea stall outside our hostel. 
Back on the road again, being a first timer to Ooty, cruising through the curves and hairpin bends, admiring the scenic beauty of the blue hills was breath taking. At Conoor I picked up my roomie, Balaji A.K.A Dino [Please don’t ask why] and let him drive, coz now I just wanted to look around, box like houses placed on the mountain slopes, tea plantations, people passing by, amazingly tall trees.
We reached Ooty by around 11 I guess. Thanks to Darsan, who managed to get a big cottage for us. The view from one of the rooms was amazing. From there we started to Pykara Falls. The entire way was filled with so much greenery and trees; we were actually driving through canopy of trees at discrete intervals. We stopped at a lake and took some snaps before Pykara. There I got to know of one thing, it was more of a rocky stream than a water fall. Then we started to the boat house, somehow we came back without boating. Did I miss Jos tried wheeling in between? We decided to go to the ninth mile instead. 
Amazing piece of land, this is where most of duets get shot. I was able to imagine all those artists, running around in silly clothes. Let me describe Ninth mile first, better yet let me show you.
By evening we came back to the cottage, roamed around the city for a while. We all had hot shawarmas from the usual place. Perfect day, even CSK won the thriller against KKR. Had a wholesome dinner, I slept off early. Lot happened after that I hear, we’ll keep that for another day.
Next we headed to Dodabetta, highest point among the blue hills. Then we went to the Tea Museum, I bought myself some nice chocolate tea powder. Then we headed to Sathy via Kothagiri. From the Kothagiri, the ride to Sathy was a hell riser. Empty highway hardly another vehicle in sight, we were driving in full throttle.
We stayed at a lodge, owned by one my friends, Balaji. We went to the Banari Amman Temple in the evening. Next day we took our morning bath in Koduveri of Bhavani river. Then we went to the Lower Bhavani Project, the dam. Darsan and I,drove the bike over the dam, that was awesome. These were the snaps we took there.
We had a feast of an lunch, courtesy Balaji’s Mom. Later in the evening we started back to Coimbatore.
An excellent road trip which I’ll remember and cherish forever.
