... Not only back home, uh, in Bangalore, but finally had the long-awaited problems with the bike. Yes, because we have been waiting. Not what would be really innovative new broke. But how could it, with my old bike ...
So, the way of Kasagarod through the mountains was beautiful, wonderful. Green forests, red flowers, alternating with steppes, well, ugly and some piles of rubbish too. But it is so blind after a while.

First there was a problem with the gear shift, I am sensitive as I've already noticed after two days that the courses are purely not know, because the gear cover almost falls off. And so the clutch does not anymore what it is, decoupling, for example.

Well, three screws hard contractions later the problem was solved, okok, I would also like Potter can nachfülln oil.

CIMG0032 CIMG0033

But then, about a hundred yards from the border of Karnataka barrier (there are bound to open some uniforms, nothing else) pulls the Gasbaudenzug. Wow, the gabs schonmal , oh yeah, I was nostalgic. So a hundred yards with ner clamp down on Baudenzug, crossed the magic threshold and improvise from the only mechanic in town 50Seelen-NEN can spare.

Going back fine, after all, to use by handle, not only of themselves, idling for all cases.

Just right to go around the blocked highway continues. I had no Gasgriffrueckzug (or whatever it is called) and the highway had no covering, or was not here or something.

CIMG0038 CIMG0039

Anyway, I'm now back in Bangalore, go after a night in Hassan (unique combination of city and country Information) evening with beer, movies and nice friends spent. Finally, back home until next week. And, still no broadband. Hmmmm ...

No Comments »