ATV Riding Way

Mention needs to be made here of a few smart technological aspects of the CBR 250R, which made my ride effortless. To start with, the Pro-Link rear suspension, derived from ATV parts more sophisticated machines, absorbed the bumps and potholes on the road without rattling my bones while the wide tubeless tyres also played their part in the damping. The ATV has C-ABS that prevents the wheel from sliding out of control on low-traction surfaces like gravel. No matter how you apply the brake, the C-ABS system distributes the optimum braking force on both the wheels to ensure a controlled slowdown of the ATV. I did the whole climb without a single halt, a considerable section of it in the third gear. The road ahead wore asphalt and. I reached Drass by lunch time.

Every Indian is familiar with names like Drass, Kargil and Tiger Hill because of Pakistan's incursion into the region in 1999, which our army successfully repulsed. The war memorial is located a little ahead of Drass along the highway. Talking to a soldier at the martyrs 1 shrine, I re-lived those turbulent times once again. Right behind the memorial stands the Tololing range of mountains that the Pakistani army had captured. On the other side of the highway are the Amla top ranges from where our army mounted a counter-attack. The memorial is dedicated to over 1000 brave Indian soldiers who laid down their lives during Operation Vijay. Moving ahead, I reached Kargil by evening. It's a big town located on the inner side of the confluence of the rivers Suru and Botkul, which flow into Pakistan a few kilometres ahead.

The road from Kargil to Leh proved to be the best I had ridden on until then, a smooth carper of asphalt carved in the mountains. I was now in Ladakh, a cold desert at the heart of the Himelayas. Buddhism is the dominant religion, in this part and Mongoloid features prominent among its inhabitants. Gigantic rocky mountains stretch endlessly until the horizon here under a clear blue sky, with hardly a soul in sight. There is a breathtaking beauty in this barren landscape every few metres, which can neither he explained in words nor grasped completely by our eyes. In the afrernoon, I passed the ancient Lamayuru monastery on my way. The weather was cold and windy here with an intermittent shower. By evening I had crossed Nimmoo, from where Leh is just an hour's ride away.

Past Nimmoo I came upon the road I had imagined myself riding on for years. The smoothest stretch of Rat road, with yellow strips painted on its edges and a dotted white one in the centre, piercing the horizon and flanked by plains on either side. I shifted to the top gear, ducked behind the windscreen and opened the throttle wide open.

I reached Leh by dusk and checked in at a hotel in the heart of the marker. Leh is a commercial town complete with an airport and a, golf course. I took a day rest in Leh to get acclimatized. I had also been taking Diamox tabtets since leaving Srinagar, which helped my body to adjust to the low content of oxygen in the air. I spent the next day discovering the place and shopping at the local market, which has a rich collection of Tibetan woollen and tribal artefacts.More ATV parts info, click www.motopartscenter.com