Motorcycle Tour in Nepal—Royal Enfields in the Himalayans
I have to keep reminding myself that this is a road. Ahead of me, a torrent of mountain water cascades over boulders before dropping off a sheer cliff edge. Muscling my Royal Enfield through what is clearly a river, the route goes straight into a steep chicane of vicious rock steps until it crosses the river once more. Out of the icy water, the infamous Bhena Hill is in front of me—a cruel combination of a 45-degree gradient, square-edged slabs, and marble-sized gravel.

As the support crew stands by, I employ every riding skill I have to ensure I reach the top unscathed. When the bike and I finally bounce over the last of the steps, the sense of relief and achievement is enormous. I’ve ridden bikes all over the world, but this is the most extreme terrain I’ve ever encountered.

Motorcycle Tour in Nepal—Royal Enfields in the Himalayans—Tibetan Border
The crew celebrates reaching the Tibetan border north of Lo Manthang. From left to right: John, Ali, Jed, Julian, Greg, Dave, and Allan.

The road, between Chele and Ghami in the Upper Mustang Valley, was the penultimate road stage before reaching our base in Lo Manthang. But I guess I’d better backtrack to the start of the journey to explain why I was fighting a road motorcycle over hard enduro terrain in northern Nepal.

Motorcycle Tour in Nepal—Royal Enfields in the Himalayans—Kathmandu
The vivid colors of the streets in Kathmandu were perfect for winding down at the end of a truly wonderful adventure.

The Journey Begins

Our journey had started two weeks earlier in Manali, at the foot of the Indian Himalayas. I was joining seven other riders and a support team from Ride Expeditions on a scouting tour for a film project, which would travel all the way from the north of India down to the Nepalese border, through Nepal, and up to the remote Mustang region, before finishing off almost a month later in the capital city of Kathmandu. All but one of us were riding Royal Enfield Bullet 500s. For more ground clearance over the rough stuff, we’d gone for the dubiously named Machismo version, with its 19-inch wheels.

The one rider who had booked an RE Himalayan was Aussie Dave, who joined fellow antipodeans Ali and Greg, an ex-pat Aussie Allan, Rick from Kansas, the would-be Greek Jed from Manchester, our Irish medic John, our lead and sweep riders Nono and Ramu, and our Indian mechanic and support van drivers Manoj and Rajej. A truly international cast.

Motorcycle Tour in Nepal—Royal Enfields in the Himalayans—Kushma
Jed and Allan tackled the highest suspended rope bridge in the world at Kushma, a process made all the more difficult by having to dodge pedestrians!

Our route down through India was relatively uneventful, save for the unexpected delays caused by traveling into the run-up to the Diwali festival. The onslaught of pedestrians and all manners of poorly lit vehicles concentrates the mind enormously.

Arriving at the Nepalese border on day five, we were glad to be leaving the chaos of India behind. But the process was not exactly easy. First off, we were told not to take photographs and glared at for about 10 minutes on the Indian side before crossing into Nepal. While having our paperwork checked at the immigration building, a large monkey got into the van and proceeded to go slightly mad before the crew persuaded it to leave.

We moved forward another 300 feet only to give all the same details, plus show our driver’s licences. One more mile down the road, and a third collection of officials asked to see the same documents, before charging us $ 40 each for our Nepalese visas. This appeared to be the end of the process but no, there were still vehicle permits to be bought. Total border crossing time for 10 riders and four crew members came to three and half hours.