GoPro on the helmet

The other day, Nandu uncle lent me his gopro hero 3+ silver edition camera. The first thing I tried to do was to fix the tiny camera on my light bike helmet and realised that the helmet mount wouldn't fit on the contours of my helmet... So I had to tie it up to the helmet with a ribbon. I found a sufficiently nondescript ribbon which wasn't that prominently seen.

This is how the contraption looked like

 

I had to go meet Shruti and Pooja to attend a Bharatanatyam dance performance at Omkareshwar temple yesterday, and I decided to shoot a video of that short ride.

 

Ride to Omkareshwar from Meghana Kulkarni on Vimeo.

This is it! :D 

Not bad for a first try, eh? 

New beginnings

A little over a month after I bought the bergamont, the presta valve on the front tyre broke because my local bike shop guys couldn't figure out how to fill air through it. As fate would have it, I suddenly got busy with work which is finally coming my way. The combined effect of which was my bike lying idle in my stilt parking.

This went on for three weeks till Wednesday, when I decided to get it fixed once and for all.

I got the bike back last evening and planned to ride with two of my friends to Koregaon park.

It also gave me the perfect opportunity to click photos with funky effects through my new tough and water resistant phone!

We had a leisurely ride in overcast conditions and it didn't rain till we reached Koregaon Park.

After a brief water and group photo break, we rode towards Vohuman cafe for breakfast. The one time I went there, the walls were covered with baby posters. Quite creepy! This time, the walls were bare and freshly painted with beige and brown oil paint. It somehow made that place brighter than before.

Our cycles parked and chained to each other, we sat in and enjoyed a leisurely breakfast of bun omelette, bun butter jam and tea as it drizzled outside. Discussing architecture for a good 20 minutes before the non architect intervened and the topic of conversation shifted to more generic themes.

After the breakfast, we decided to ride back on the river side road, which was once the subject of great controversy. But thats a thing of the past. It started drizzling, and the traffic had also increased substantially. We stopped to click photos of the Mutha river while crossing over to the other side. I saw horses grazing on the greens by the river and I had to stop to take pictures of those tall and bony white horses.

As we rode home, it drizzled a bit more, but not enough to drench us. Reached home happy to have my bergamont get back in action! Looking forward to cycling more this monsoon!