User:Iron hawks

About Us HOW IRON HAWKS FOUND:- The power of 350cc beast roaring like an angry bull over the blue asphalt-thats the poetry that some of riders understand and contemplate on silently. In the world criss-crossed by human roads there were always bound to be many stories and tales. And I am one of the contributors to it. Let’s say it’s not a very long odyssey. It’s more of a short haiku that rhythms for those who grab the meaning of joy of the ride.Date was 2005 29th Dec. Two of us decided to celebrate our new year in Chandigarh. And the ride was to be on Indian two wheel juggernaut – my Bullet. As concerned as they were, our parents reflected on the dangers of such a long ride. As passionate as we were,we insisted. Not to bother you with details of household arguments and counter-arguments,let me just put that, we arranged a set of lies about a booked cab. Reality? Well, you might have guessed it by now. On that evening I and my friend went outside for little roaming and when we came back, my bullet was not with me. It was safely parked at bus stand vehicle parking. Proper excuse was presented to the family-people. A journey was thus finalized,that will lead to something that will come to be known as “Iron Hawks”.And next morning 30th Dec, it started. At 5:00 AM, riders took their bags bag and left. World was open, roads were calling, beasts we were riding and our hearts were young.Well, romanticism aside, there were some minor problems with hand-brake, which caused us some delay in the starting itself. But behold! It’s all part of road riders’ day, sure baby,no problem. Bikes roared and we rolled. That time winters on top. Enveloped as we were by warm cloths and trying to get warm with truck & busses silencers, on and on we went.After riding few hours we saw a Royal Enfield showroom on highway (DASUYA) and fixed our hand break bracket over there. Sweet were those 8 hours of our driving when we finally reached Chandigarh. On 31st Dec, we visited some of the sites that ‘City-Beautiful’ offered: Rock Garden,Sukhna Lake, and much more in day time. And at night we visited the glamour of 17 Sec markets- glowing the night with young breaths of new-year. A club named “BLUE ICE PUB” where stag entry was banned that night decided to bunk out two bachelors. So off we were to “DOWN UNDER”. After celebrations of 31th Dec 2005 and a new beginning of 01.01.2006, night was clocking at 1:30 AM. We were coming back to room but on the way our bike started creating problem for us. Spark was seemingly having an electric miss and not showing current. Though much of an enthusiastic, but still new with BULLET mechanism, I didn’t had much of an idea what exactly to check apart from fuse. Situation: Strangers in the Strange City.No idea about what to do when by luck some other bullet riders crossed by. And lady luck smiled. One of their riders stopped his bullet for us and asked if we needed any help? I told him our problem. And thanks to all of those riders they all stopped to help us. They did some diagnosis and deduced the problem to be related with battery wire. Once fixed, we had a chat with our new companion-saviours. And there, standing in the middle of the night,in a far away city, it was first time an idea struck my mind to establish a Royal Enfield Biking club in J&K.And when after few days we reached Jammu, I began my search; a search for fellow companions, riders and sharers of the passion for Bullet. I tried social networking sites and some known bullet lovers. Over steaming cups of tea, I started holding meetings and putting my idea forth to interested people. There were many questions and many drop-outs. Knowing that this is club culture and everyone will have to contribute financially with riding joy the only profit, idea didn’t become very popular immediately. Importantly, I didn’t felt depressed or gave up the idea. I carried fire. My search went on. My friends have often used to tell me that this whole plan was plain insane and was beyond execution. I still carried the fire. Those words gave me a challenge. And after a long search, I met with the persons who seemed interested in it and asked about details, which I gladly explained. With joint venture, our efforts were renewed. Our goal was always clear. We vigorously spent our energies and dedicated our time towards the objective of being a unique type of club in state of J&K. There were many who were there to realise, respect and join our club. We grew steadily and now after a long run we reach here in front of you all as “IRON HAWKS”!We welcome all those who share the passion for the ride, and have it in them to ride the beast known as Royal Enfield!