12 Days Customised Tour

As your flight descends over the lush backwaters and coconut-fringed coastline of Kerala, the excitement begins to kick in. Welcome to Cochin (Kochi) — a city where centuries-old spice routes meet modern cafes, and Portuguese churches sit next to ancient temples. 

After collecting your luggage, you can book a cab, which will take you to your hotel. The day is yours to explore. Wander through streets perfumed with the scent of cardamom and fresh fish. Watch the iconic Chinese fishing nets sway against the Sea. Sip on a fresh coconut or a ginger chai while the golden tropical sun sets beyond palm silhouettes.

By early evening, make your way back to the hotel. Tonight is the heartbeat of day 1 , your orientation session. This is when strangers become fellow riders. You’ll meet your tour manager, who will brief you on safety protocols, riding routes, terrain tips, and what to expect in the coming days.

Then comes the moment you've been waiting for  the motorcycle handover. Feel the weight of your Royal Enfield. Grip the handlebar. Hear that first rumble. That’s not just an engine , it’s the voice of adventure calling. Our mechanic will be with you throughout the tour, so feel free to share any concerns. He’s there to ensure your machine is always ride-ready.

As dinner wraps up and helmets are aligned on tables like crowns, you’ll feel the spark of camaraderie — of being part of something bigger than a trip. This is not just a tour. It's a South Indian motorcycle expedition built for those who chase horizons on two wheels.

The sun rises over Cochin with a golden warmth that feels like a blessing from the gods of the South. The aroma of fresh idlis, coconut chutney, and filter coffee fills the breakfast room. Today, the real adventure begins. After breakfast and a quick gear check, it’s time to saddle up. The hum of engines fills the air as the Dream Riders convoy rolls out.

Leaving Cochin behind, the route winds through coconut groves, sleepy villages, and narrow coastal roads. As you ride deeper into Kerala’s countryside, you’re likely to pass waving school kids, bustling local markets, and temples echoing with morning prayers. The road isn’t just a path — it’s a stage, and you’re in the front-row seat.

By late morning, you arrive in Alleppey, the heart of Kerala’s backwaters. Emerald canals glide past traditional homes, Chinese fishing nets, and elegant houseboats drifting lazily along the water. The landscape shifts once more as palm-lined highways give way to the open coast. By late afternoon, the salty breeze grows stronger — a sign that the sea is near.

Welcome to Varkala, a coastal jewel perched on dramatic red cliffs overlooking the Arabian Sea. Check into your accommodation, kick off your boots, and let the rhythm of the waves wash over you. 

Overnight Stay at Varkala.

After breakfast, it’s time to gear up. Today, you ride to a place that has stirred the imaginations of travelers, poets, and pilgrims for centuries — Kanyakumari, the southernmost tip of the Indian subcontinent, where three seas merge in an eternal embrace.

As you leave Varkala behind, Kerala slowly gives way to Tamil Nadu, and with it, the terrain begins to change. The roads become straighter, the skies stretch wider, and the language on roadside signs switches from Malayalam to Tamil.

By late afternoon, the heat softens and the first glimpse of Kanyakumari appears. It’s more than just a geographic landmark , it’s a place of spiritual convergence. Check in, freshen up, and head out to explore.

Stand at the Triveni Sangam, where the Bay of Bengal, the Arabian Sea, and the Indian Ocean meet, find a quiet spot to witness one of India’s most famous sunsets — a glowing orb dipping into the edge of the world. As the breeze carries the distant sound of temple bells, you realize how far you’ve come — not just in kilometers, but in experience.

This isn’t just a motorcycle ride through South India — it’s a pilgrimage on two wheels.

The first rays of sun over Kanyakumari are not just another sunrise — they are a moment of silence, of reverence, and awe. You’re standing at the very edge of the Indian subcontinent, and today, you’ll ride toward a place where mythology meets the ocean — Rameshwaram.

After breakfast and a quick briefing, helmets go on, engines come alive, and you and your fellow riders ride out , bound for one of the most spiritually charged destinations in all of India. As you ride beside the ocean, wind on your face and salt in the air, you’ll feel like you're riding into a legend, and in many ways you are. You’re entering Rameshwaram, one of India’s holiest towns, where the epic Ramayana comes alive.

According to the Ramayana, after the war, Lord Ram was filled with remorse for killing the demon king Ravana (a Brahmin), thus, Lord Rama worshipped Lord Shiva here to seek penance. The mighty Ramanathaswamy Temple, with its thousand-pillar corridor, was built around the lingam installed by Rama himself. You’re not just arriving at a destination. You’re stepping into a story that has shaped Indian culture for millennia.

After check-in and freshening up, step out for an optional visit to the Ramanathaswamy Temple, one of India’s holiest shrines or simply unwind near the coast, watching local fishermen haul in their catch under a violet sky.

There are days when a motorcycle ride isn’t just a journey , it’s a passage through time, belief, and silence. And today is one of those rides. After breakfast, hop on the saddle for the unforgettable ride. Today’s destination isn’t a city, or a hill, or a beach , it’s the last road of India — Dhanushkodi.

Dhanushkodi is the exact place where, according to the Ramayana, Lord Rama and his vanara army built the Ram Setu (Adam’s Bridge) to reach Lanka. Legend says Rama stood here and marked the spot with the end of his bow . “Dhanush-kodi” meaning “Bow’s End.”

The submerged remnants are still visible in satellite images. Scientists debate its origin. Devotees never doubted it and you, standing here with your helmet in hand and wind on your face, will feel the weight of both , history and belief colliding at the water’s edge. 

The return ride to Rameshwaram feels different. You’ve seen something few ever do not just visually, but viscerally. Tomorrow, you continue your ride up the coast , but tonight  you sleep at the crossroads of oceans and epics.

Today’s route takes you deep into Tamil Nadu, weaving through highways and coastal backroads alive with life. Stop at roadside tea stalls, grab hot vadas and filter coffee, and soak in the raw pulse of South India.

As you roll into Karaikal, you’ll feel the shift. Karaikal is quieter, gentler, more personal. Its unpolished charm is immediate: tree-lined avenues that whisper of ancient trade routes, pastel buildings that echo a colonial past, and locals who speak Tamil with deep pride and sometimes, a soft French accent.

Check into your stay, freshen up, and take a slow ride or walk to the Karaikal beachfront. Watch fishing boats return to shore, silhouetted against a molten-orange sunset.

As night sets in, gather for dinner and share stories from the open road , the missteps, the breakthroughs, the laughter carried by the wind.

Your morning in Karaikal is slow and warm — temple bells in the distance, fishermen hauling in the last of their nets, and a misty glow over the Bay of Bengal. After breakfast, you suit up, saddle your machine, and cruise out of this coastal town that felt more like a whispered memory than a tourist stop.

Today’s route is shorter but richer — an easy-going 140 km ride that hugs the Tamil Nadu coastline and leads you to one of South India’s most celebrated destinations: Pondicherry.

Known for its French Quarter, spiritual energy, and laid-back vibe, Pondicherry wears its dual identity with effortless charm. Once you’ve checked into your hotel, it’s time to explore — with your helmets off, but your curiosity wide open.

Tomorrow, you stay in Pondicherry to soak in all it has to offer. But for tonight, rest well — your bike, your body, and your sense of wonder have earned it.

After days of thundering engines and shifting landscapes, today offers a chance to slow down and soak in the charm and calm of Pondicherry , a day to explore, reflect, and recharge. This former French colony, with its pastel streets and bougainvillea-covered walls, offers far more than colonial nostalgia.

Immerse yourself in Pondicherry’s unique spiritual rhythm, Sri Aurobindo Ashram, known for its deep philosophical roots and tranquil setting is a must visit. For lovers of sand and sea, Pondicherry’s coastline offers some of the most relaxed beaches in South India. From the soft sands to the breezy sea, the options are countless.

If you prefer the green calm of curated nature, the Botanical Garden with its French-style layout and rare species is a go to place. As the sun begins to dip, take in the colors, flavors, and sounds of local life at the Goubert Market. 

Here, the day closes not with the roar of an engine, but with the murmur of markets, the glow of old street lamps, and the scent of the sea in the air

Your morning in Pondicherry begins with the salty tang of the sea and a gentle breeze brushing your face as the first light spills over the French villas outside. After breakfast, gear up — because ahead lies a long ride, a soulful shift, and a legendary city: Madurai.

As you roll into Madurai, everything feels alive. The air hums with devotion and daily hustle. Markets overflow with flowers and fabrics, and rising above it all stands the magnificent Meenakshi Amman Temple, a kaleidoscope of color, carvings, and cosmic energy.

This is one of India’s oldest continuously inhabited cities, with a history stretching over 2,500 years. It isn’t quiet, and it doesn’t need to be. Madurai is intense, unapologetic, and utterly divine. After check-in and freshening up, step out to explore , whether it’s the sacred halls of Meenakshi Temple or a guided heritage walk through the city's soul-stirring past.

Later, over dinner, you'll swap stories from the day, the heat, the road, the temples that stood like mirages on the horizon and prepare for tomorrow’s climb into the misty green hills of Munnar.

You leave Madurai as the temple bells echo softly behind you, your saddle packed and your heart full. The rhythm of this motorcycle tour is in full swing now. Every morning feels like a new chapter. Today, the road takes you uphill  both literally and emotionally to the misty, magical hill town of Munnar.

As you cruise into Munnar, nestled at 5,200 feet above sea level. Once a British summer retreat, Munnar is now known for its cool air, peaceful rhythm, and endless tea plantations that stretch to the horizon. Check in, drop your gear, and breathe in the mountain air. You’ve earned this elevation.

If your body still craves the saddle, take a short evening ride or choose to walk through a nearby tea estate, where workers pluck leaves in the fading light and the world feels timeless.

The group gathers around steaming plates and big smiles. Today was the kind of day that defines riding — the climb, the quiet, the connection. Outside, the mist curls through the trees, and inside, you feel deeply content. Munnar has a way of wrapping itself around you like a woolen shawl. Tomorrow, you ride back to Cochin — where it all began.

With the hills gently waking up around you, the group gathers, helmets go on, and engines fire up. The ride from Munnar to Cochin is not just a descent in altitude — it’s a gentle glide through memory, with every kilometer carrying echoes of laughter, landscapes, and memories of a lifetime.

The ride winds down from Munnar’s cool slopes into Kerala’s lush lands. Expect smooth roads, stunning valleys, and a few more friendly waves from locals as your pack slices through the heart of “God’s Own Country.”

As you stand silently watching the parked motorcycles, you can’t help but retrospect what this tour has given you - memories which will stay, One that smells like drenched soil, tastes like masala dosas, and sounds like the wind rushing past your helmet through coastal curves.

Overnight stay in Cochin.

The morning in Cochin is quieter today. No gear to zip, no throttle to twist — just a calm, reflective energy. Over breakfast, you look around at the riders who’ve become family, helmets now resting idle, and the motorcycles that carried you through sun, mountain, and coast are silently watching you packing your bags. 

After breakfast, it’s time to check out of the hotel. Depending on your flight schedule, you may have a few hours to grab one last South Indian filter coffee before heading to the airport. Now,  you carry more than just a passport and gear. You carry stories, bonds, and a new layer of soul carved out by every mile ridden.

Now, you go back to your old life but you will be carrying the rhythm of this land inside you. As the plane lifts off from Cochin, you’ll look down one last time and know: You are taking the essence of South India with you.