Feeling a new lease of life I arose and early and was on the road by sunrise. A quick burst of speed was, however, short lived as my bike started making some funny noises and was forced to stop for some running repairs.

 

About 10 km later I found out what the terrain was going to be like for the rest of journey to Goa: Hills, hills and more hills. The worst of these came just before lunch as the temperature started reaching the mid 30's, 300 percent humidity. The hill started easy enough and it looked to be a short one. However it kept going and going until i'd finished my water supply and started to panic. the hill had being going for 8km so far and it wouldn't be too long until it would be too hot to ride anymore. at last i reached the top about 2km later and surprisingly enough there lay a tiny village at the top of the ridge. i ventured into a tiny primitive 'restaurant' built into the rock and was treated to a nice meal of dal and bread cooked at my feet by 2 lovely ladies. The rest of the day continued in the same up and down motion until i eventually came  to stop, as the sun vanished over the horizon, at a place just outside a small village called Khed..