A sniff of travel: Fight me!

Though ferocious in appearance, the animals, for some strange reason, did not accept Raincloud's challenge..

Nilkanteshwar Photo Gallery: Umbrella Men

 

 

 

 

The road lay narrow and straight before us, but where do we go if a split appeared? Left or right?

It was then that the umbrella men appeared. They were a duo, elderly men from the village we were passing, dressed identically. The taller of the two came round the bend of the road first, Raincloud was soon conversing with him in the Marathi, the local language.

The other man followed minutes later, a slow walker trailing behind. They must have started on this morning walk together. The umbrella men were only glad to guide us, they were men who loved to talk, for the joy of it. So even as Raincloud chatted with them, I clicked these pictures.

Nilkanteshwar photo gallery: Rear view mirror clicks

Nilkanteshwar Photo Gallery: We begin with a bang

Puncture
A small hole caused by a sharp object.

Yes sir, I know you know what a puncture is, but there must be somebody, somebody who is reading it for the first time. This is assuming that someone does read this blog, apart from myself.

Anyway, when I got down at the pre-decided bridge from a six seater auto, also called 'tum-tum', at half past seven on Monday morning, Raincloud called to say that the rear wheel of his motorbike had developed a puncture overnight. So, about ten minutes later, we were at this puncture repair shop.

As in a news report mode: Raincloud stated, " It's better to have a puncture now, rather than during the journey, where there wouldn't be anybody to repair it."

Scroll down to see the 'puncture man' in action...