There is something about motorcycles, bad weather, mountains, uncertainty and fear that comes together marvellously well. It churns us riders up and we all react differently to this. It exposes our risk appetites and separates us. And mine, clearly, is on the low side.
These thoughts popped into my head on a cold, cold morning in Shimla as I was making ready to go ride the Royal Enfield Himalayan for the first time. I must confess that I’m no stranger to these thoughts. They usually start roiling inside whenever I’m headed into the…
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