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Posted by Indranil Bhattacharya on August 2, 2017

The Elegant Royal Enfield

The Elegant Royal Enfield

I have been planning on getting a new motorcycle for over a year now and finally, two months back I booked one I’d been hankering for. A Royal Enfield 350 classic, the love of a million hearts! The Classic 350 has a charisma of its own; The suspension, the gear control, the comfort, everything is not only better than most bikes in India but also…Hey, why am I soft selling this famous Bike Brand! All of you guys definitely know how Enfields are and if not, may google be with you!

So, I have been waiting eagerly for the delivery (which should take a month or two more) super excited, and that’s when my friend George calls me up from Chennai, last week. George has a Royal Enfield Thunderbird, and he is the one who suggested me my bike. He informed me about this Royal Enfield Factory in Northern Chennai that I should definitely visit once! I made a plan to visit him during the extended weekend for Eid and then visit the factory together.

Chennai-Bangalore Highway

Chennai-Bangalore Highway

My savior for urgent bus bookings, Travelyaari, gave me a grand discount on the booking and I hopped onto the sleeper bus on Friday early morning as planned. The journey, as always was pleasing, but thanks to my bright eyed and bushy tailed over- excitement, I couldn’t get myself to sleep through the ride. I stared out of the window (yes, window seat! I told you, Travelyaari loves its customers) and witnessed the city waking up. We reached the Karnataka-Tamil Nadu border in a breeze, and the bus sped up immediately. After crossing the Krishnagiri Toll Booth, the view outside changed completely, and the plains on the sides of the road were absolute bliss. The bus halted at one point, and some of us had a cup of tea from a vendor before resuming the ride. Thus bus reached Koyambedu at 10 am, and I took an auto to my friend’s place which was only about 20 minutes away from the bus-stop.

George had been the perfect host and cooked away to glory. With a table full of delicacies, we sat down reminiscing old days. The conversations lingered on post lunch, lying on the adjacent hammocks where I dozed off for a cozy afternoon siesta. The evening was spent watching a newly-released movie (100 bucks a ticket!) and a hearty dinner.

Assembling the Enfield

Assembling the Enfield

The following morning, we started our journey at 8 am for Tiruvottiyur and reached the factory in about 40 mins in George’s bike. We made our registration at the entrance and assembled at the board room with a few other enthusiasts for the debriefing. The tour began right after as we walked around the entire factory exploring different parts of a bike. Looking at them working with such a suave, I couldn’t help contemplating the time it would take ME to assemble the parts. I was awestruck seeing the artists going about hand painting the body parts! The tour was informative as well as thrilling, and I became absolutely sure about what I opted for.

Polishing an Enfield

Polishing an Enfield

The tour ended sooner than I had hoped. But it was definitely a to-be-jotted-down kind of memory. Being the friend he is, George knew what I craved for at that very moment and offered me to ride back his bike to the city. Initially, I was worried about the motorcycle being heftier than the ones I usually ride, but then I discovered the deftly balanced body of an Enfield and the ease of riding the beauty.

 

 

The following two days were spent chilling at and around the city and finally, happy and content; I returned Bangalore on Monday. I have been waiting ever since to get my hands on my bike and while waiting earnestly, I decided to share the experience with you!

P.S: Photography was prohibited in the factory, and therefore I’m attaching pictures that google helped me with.

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