Gurgaon >> Jaipur >> Jaisalmer
839 kms | 17 hrs | Royal Enfield Classic 350

Royal Enfield Classic 350 in the middle of Thar Desert in Jaisalmer, Rajasthan, India.

DAY 1 | Gurgaon – Jaipur | 240 kms

So the trip starts from Gurgaon on a Monday afternoon i.e. 24 December 2019. I started from Gurgaon at around 1:30 pm after all the arrangements were checked for. There’s this common yet not so common emotion at the start of any trip, you’re a little excited, a little nervous and restless and you can’t really help it. It just keeps getting better as you dwell more into the trip.

It was a smooth start, fine highways and below average traffic. It had been 1.5 hours into the ride and the highway “nailed it”. “It” being my rear tyre. Obviously, It is a puncture, but well now I was used to it. It was like a very normal thing to happen the only thing was that it just happened at the start of the trip. But you can’t really help it. It took half an hour to get fixed and get back to the road.

At 3:30 pm, I made my way back to the road, pretty straight road. I cruised my way towards Jaipur. Around sunset, I found my self stopping by one side of the highway to capture the beautiful sunset and then kept observing the sky until all the shaded of Yellow, Orange and Red turned into the night sky.

Around 8, I reached Adi’s place and that was the time to relax and retreat.

Day 2 | Exploring Jaipur

Though I had planned to leave for Jaisalmer after the breakfast but plans changed. We (Me, Adi and Anandita) went out for the breakfast at Curious Life Coffee Roasters, the place had amazing coffee and food. A fun place to spend time for good conversations. After spending good 3 hrs there I made a quick short trip to Nahargarh Fort, Adi and Anandita went back to home.

” Nahargarh Fort holds a special place in my heart it was the first-ever steep ride I took on my bike, it was scary but worth it. “

Post this I made my way back to the city and realized that people really like celebrating Christmas in Jaipur, all the cafes and restaurants were packed by people enjoying Christmas celebrations. Met another friend, made my back to home and it was our time to celebrate Christmas over Red wine and Conversations.

” There comes this realization that Adi, Anandita and I don’t talk too much or we don’t meet that often but we are still connected to each other at the same level and the bond keeps growing as we meet. And that’s the beauty of friendship, it isn’t about the amount of time spent together but about the quality of time spent together. “

With this thought, I went to bed.

Day 3 | Jaipur – Jaisalmer | 558 km

This started at 5:30 in the morning, it was supposed to be a long-long day. Insanely straight roads, mornings were dry and chilly, temperature hitting around 2 or 3 degrees.

At 6:30 it was still dark and biting cold, I had to take a halt for my hands to get a little warmth and for my body to have a little “Chaiiii” alongside a bonfire at some shop and somewhere on the route from Jaipur to Nagaur.

It was interesting to meet the shopkeeper, we had a small talk about what he does and what I do while sipping “garam garam Chai” (Hot tea) and also discussed about different types of lives we live. It was a comforting conversation at an unexpected place and hour. Along with us, there was this little doggo who shared a few biscuits with us as we tasted the essence of each other’s life through words.

Next up, I took out cash from my pocket and directed the money towards him and he refused to take money. I insisted but he didn’t take it. And replied ” Sir aapse paide lene ka mann nhi hai, aapse baat krke acha laga, Shukriya Umeed krta hun aapka safar acha rahe “

We smiled at each other and I left.

” Some days only on some days, all we need is kind gesture from a stranger, a song, a book or something simple that just makes us happy and brings a smile on our face. “

All said and done, riding through a desert can become one a hell of a herculean task. All it seems from outside is riding and riding, meanwhile, it gets really crazy while you are riding, at some places the roads are complete gravel meanwhile, on the other hand, the roads are insanely straight and seems it’s gonna take forever to reach the destination.

Quick guide for anymore who is riding across Rajasthan:

  • Drink a lot of water
  • Take timely breaks, make sure you wash your face every time you take a break
  • Keep eating in small portions, never overeat (makes you lousy)
  • Never ride if you’re sleepy/nauseous, the highways at certain points are narrow and two way without diversions, a lot of animals keep crossing the road (inactivity/limousines can result in accidents)
” The road to Nagaur, straighter than your sexuality (Bad Pun). “

None the less moving ahead, the temperature from 2 to 3 degrees started to ride to a point where it became really hot to ride but then that’s what you get in the desert.

As the day progressed, I road through small towns and villages, saw women carrying mud pots over their head and wearing vibrant coloured Kanchli and Odhni complimented by traditional jewellery, and to meet the colourful vibrant standard set by women, men were wearing Rajasthani Pagdi over their heads with mostly white-coloured Kurta pyjama.

Along with the people came in the food, poised with different spices. Most of them new to my taste buds. The food a little spicy but worth giving a shot.

Disclaimer: This is not what they serve at famous restaurants, this is what Rajasthan eats daily from small shops/dhabas.

Going ahead, as the shades of the sky were turning orange I came across these huge Windmill farms, I had always read about them never had seen not that my life changed after seeing one, but for sure worth view. With this came in the knowledge that Jaisalmer has 2nd largest windmill farm in India.

The sky was now turning from orange to blue and as expected the temperature started dropping, but finally by 7:30-8:00 I reached Jaisalmer. Jaisalmer, as expected, had a touristy vibe, flashy advertisements. But all this was comforting after a long day and last few hours being a little scared of riding alone as the sky turned dark.

I booked a hostel via, went straight to the hostel unloaded my saddlebags, took a bath had my dinner, wrote for a while in my journal with the beautiful view of Jaisalmer fort for an hour or so with a nice cup of coffee and called it night after a while.

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