Yell"Aah"Giri 300 Km Brevet: With Poetic License
The Yelagiri climb has 14 Tamil poets gracing the 14 hairpins, and is hence called the 14 Poets Brevet.
On 19th Dec 2014, I did my third Yelagiri climb ,it is captured here with poetic license, in three parts.
5 Am,Temple At the base of Yelagiri Hill
Bells pealing, breaking the pre-dawn still
Nice and easy conquering One to Five
Round pedal strokes powering the drive
By the Sixth starts the sweat
Drip dropping from the Helmet
Seven is the halfway mark
The climb is no longer a lark
Next up is a relatively easy 8
After a long grinding straight
Rounding the 9th something that brings me cheer
Not yet having to resort to the Front Granny Gear
The elevation board tells me 888 mtr is the 10th,
Another 150 mtr to the top, requires mental strength
Negotiating the tricky turn at eleven,
Thinking a break would be Heaven
At the 12th, strong aroma from the eucalyptus grove
Two more to go, to get to the breakfast treasure trove
While climbing, Number 13 is completely invisible
On the previous two rides, the wait was interminable
Stunning Sunrise at the top of 14
What a lovely climb this has been
Swift descent, scattering Monkeys sitting in a Huddle
Including a cute baby and Mum in a loving Cuddle
To the Base and Back : Day and Night : Bliss goes Amiss
Silent Night, Blinking Cat eyes in the Road are Magic
Blaring horns and a zillion vehicles, Mundanely Tragic
Dogs growling and rushing us at the slightest chance
In daylight, Not even a contemptuous second glance
No Moon, millions of stars twinkling in the firmament
Blue sky, shimmering mirage on the gravel pavement
Descending fast, Shivering in the winter night chill
Shoolagiri ascent, midday sun, the Sweaty uphill
Sums up, the resident literary critic
If you think you are a profound Poet
I can tell you definitely not Yet
You may think your poetry is swell
Look again, it is Definitely Doggerel
posted by ParagRAPh @ 1:35 AM
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