Greetings all! I have for long, been a window shopper at team-bhp of sorts. What that means is that I compulsively read practically everything on here, and have been doing so for years now. Never applied for membership because I didn't know how much I'd be able to contribute to the collective knowledge base of this community. It was only a couple of years back that I scratched that itch and finally became a BHP-ian. This being my first proper post, despite being a member it still took me some time to actually pen down something.
This post is about our journey to Purulia in West Bengal, apparently to look for the Palash flowers, which blossom in the short Indian spring and are quite a sight to see. However just as much (if not more :P) importantly, it was an excuse to take a moderately long drive to stretch the legs of our new car - a 2020 Petrol Nexon XZ+(O), christened Gabbar by me. Please excuse the plebian naming choice. xD
I apologise beforehand for the paucity of pictures, I was having too much fun driving to click pictures haha.
Day 1 (8th March):
The distance between my home till the resort (an ambitious title, as I shall explain later) was ~350 kilometres or about 8 hours of continuous driving. Since this trip was also to double up as a father-son road trip, the plan was to split the driving equally. We had three routes as options-
1. Via Bardhaman
2. Via Kharagpur
3. Via Arambagh
The first route was undoubtedly the quickest. The last one while undoubtedly the most scenic, was also the slowest, as a major part of it was through really narrow and under-construction roads. We, therefore, chose the second route which seemed to strike a healthy balance between the two despite it being the longest distance wise.
We left at 9 AM sharp in the morning, after a light and perfunctory breakfast. It took us roughly 40 minutes to exit the city through Kona Expressway onto NH16. While we did get the expected traffic bottleneck near Santragachi railway station, it was smooth sailing after that. After getting onto the highway, we stopped at a petrol pump to tank up on fuel, and reset the trip meter. On setting off, the onboard average fuel efficiency display opened its account at 12 kmpl, which went up to approximately 17.5 by the time we were done with our highway run. As many BHP-ians have testified before, the Nexon's 1.2 Turbo Revotron isn't a rev-happy engine, neither is it likely to get any podium finishes at the drag strip. However, it is an effortless highway cruiser and munches miles like nobody's business. On this trip, the user-selectable engine maps came as an absolute boon. The Nexon when put in Eco mode feels somewhat like a lethargic, slumbering beast. It takes its sweet time to build up revs and feels almost reluctant to move from traffic signals. This mode is truly best reserved when the fuel meter is pointing in the wrong direction. While City mode sharpens up response marginally and moving from standstill becomes slightly easier, it too feels like someone has his foot on the engine's throat leaving it gasping for breath. The differences between Eco and City are minute and only intelligible to the most observant. Putting it into Sport mode, however, is like injecting life into the engine. Throttle responses sharpen immediately, and the car feels agile and lithe. Putting it into Sport mode also ended up improving my highway fuel efficiency, mostly because I didn't have to constantly downshift to effect overtakes.
Technicalities aside, it was a relaxed if uneventful drive till around 12:30, which is when our rumbling stomachs informed us it was time to stop for lunch. The breakfast was clearly a little too perfunctory. :P We stopped at a seemingly up and running dhaba called Mannat Dhaba, which can be spotted on the left almost immediately after crossing Pochakhali. We didn't want to take too long a break, so we ordered seemingly simple things that could be brought quickly - Roti and tadka. These seemingly simple things must have been incredibly complicated for the kitchen hands because it took them nearly 45 minutes to bring it to us! Anyway, with our stomachs full and about half an hour behind schedule, we set off again - this time with me at the wheel.

A particularly beautiful stretch on NH16
We continued on the main highway for roughly half an hour until we reached the Galudi-Ghatshila crossing, from where we took a right onto NH116B, which would take us to Purulia, sometimes crossing state boundaries into Jharkhand. This is the point from where the roads stopped being butter smooth and started becoming narrow. While some stretches had construction work going on, some times the road disappeared altogether! Those situations had us relying on the Nexon's ground clearance to go over rocks and boulders to get back on tarmac! A little less than half the journey was on this road. While one would think that this would make for irritating driving, it was actually very engaging and I thoroughly enjoyed putting the car through its paces, and working the gears to ensure that it stayed in its optimum rev range for me to do quick overtakes on single-lane "highways". To me, this road was where I started discovering my car, so to speak. I'm sure many bhp-ians will know this feeling of "discovery" that I am talking about. About an hour into this road, we began to start spotting Palash trees left, right, and centre. With the sunroof open, this stretch of the drive was undoubtedly my favourite.

Gabbar among the Palash trees
Roughly around 5:30, after crossing Balarampur and the Matha forest, Google Maps told us we needed to make a right. Assuming it to be a crossing, I continued at the speed I was at, thinking I'd surely spot the right turn when I came to it. Imagine my surprise, therefore, when Maps told me after 5 minutes to take a u-turn! After doing so, I started driving slowly with my dad keeping an eye on the left for the turn. When we finally came to it, we saw it was a lane so narrow, it was hardly a surprise I'd missed it. I was a little worried about the car fitting into the lane, since the Nexon is a fairly wide car, especially considering the segment it is from. However, it fit just fine, with roughly 5 cms as a gap on either side. Going through this lane, we found that after a 1-minute drive in this lane, the road widens up into...a forest! Believe me, gentlemen - the road just stops. One has to make their way through the trees, almost as if this is an advertisement for an SUV! We did this for around 5 minutes until we reached our destination - Moonrise "Resort".
As a place of lodging, it is decent enough for two nights and two men I thought. Rooms are basic, bordering on spartan. But the bed was big, the fan was working, the bathroom was clean, and the room was hygienic. As such it wouldn't be a problem for my father and me, for we have stayed in a whole gamut of accommodations - from 5-star hotels to less than ideal lodgings. Still, it would be a stretch to call it a resort. On top of this, given that tariffs are 1800 a night for rooms that do not have AC, I would refrain from recommending it to anyone just yet. However, the place is in the process of adding AC rooms, after which I believe it would become slightly more habitable. Even then, the tariff is steep in my opinion.
On reaching, we met up with my father's college friend, and one of his friends. They had taken the train the previous night and had reached in the morning. The rest of the day was fairly uneventful. We sat around, chatted, saw the sun go down the side of the Kuka-Bura hill, had some country chicken for dinner, yada yada yada. It was decided that the next morning, we'd have breakfast and then drive out to do some "tourist-y" things.
Day 2:
After a hearty breakfast, we decided we'd drive out to the top of the Ajodhya hill via the Lower Dam and Upper Dam, and stop by a waterfall on the way. A lot of this road, as one would expect, was on hilly ghat roads - a great opportunity to test the dynamics of the car, as well as its torque. Needless to say, it was on Sport mode the whole time. I must say, I was absolutely floored by the ease with which Gabbar tackled those roads. With hardly any body roll, the chassis is fantastic and gives a great sense of confidence when chucking the front tires around the next corner. The steering while not the best in the business, weighs up nicely and provides good road feedback. It is sufficiently direct. Coming from a Toyota Etios Liva with its infamous lifeless steering, the Nexon steering felt almost as good as a previous-gen Ford! After stopping at a number of places to click some pictures and have some chikki, we reached the top of the hill. Given that we were in no hurry, we stopped there for quite some time - drank some tea, talked to some locals about the upcoming Bengal elections, played with some dogs etc. After an hour, we decided to get back to the "resort" for lunch. My father wanted to take the wheel on the way down - he must have gotten intrigued at my gleeful reaction to the way the car behaved on the way up! :P

View of the city from the hill

At the Upper Dam ft. yours truly trying to figure out the onboard What3Words navigation system. :P
On coming back, we had an incredibly heavy lunch. After that, an afternoon siesta was unavoidable. The parking lot of our car had a tree nearby, under which there were some khatiyas. The four of us went over promptly to the khatiyas and became completely horizontal on them. xD

Parking lot with aforementioned khatiyas in the background
After a deeply satisfying nap, we woke up after an hour or so. Over a cup of tea and some pakoras, we decided to visit a village nearby called Mukhosh Gram - or Mask Village. The masks in question are the ones used in the famous Chhau dance which is famous in the Purulia and Bankura region. A folk dance form, these performances involve dancers telling the story of the Ramayana through their dance, with colourful masks on them to depict various characters. These masks are known as Chhau masks. For Bollywood buffs, I am attaching a scene from the movie Barfi! which showed a Chhau mask.
The village was about half an hour's drive away - no sweat at all. Before leaving, I decided to hose down Gabbar with some water to give her a quick bath. The famous red soil of Purulia had lodged itself all over, which was giving me a headache. After finishing this, we went over to the village, went to the local museum, bought a small mask as a memento for back home, and were back by around 6:00-ish. The agenda of the evening was to partake in a local *ahem* delicacy *ahem*. My father's friend was deeply invested in trying out Mahua - a liquor made by fermenting spirit distilled from the Mahua flower. It has historically been a cultural heritage of the Santhal tribe, and is therefore a common fixture in Santhal paraganas like Purulia. Frankly we thought it tasted beautiful, mildly sweet, a little pungent, but very nice on the whole. After this, we sat around and chatted some more till dinner was served - mutton curry and paratha. Aah! If heaven exists, it must be like that evening! With our plates clean, we decided to turn in at around 11:30-ish, as we had a long drive back to Kolkata the next day.
Day 3:
There is nothing much to report about this day. We had our customary breakfast of Luchi (a puri made of maida, which is SO MUCH better than Puri) and Alu, and drove back to Kolkata. We went back the same route by which we came, so we knew what to expect. We stopped at Kolaghat to have lunch, apart from 2 stops for some chai-sutta. It took us a little longer on this leg of the trip, presumably because we got heavier traffic while entering Kolkata than we had faced while exiting the city.
Epilogue:
Attaching a last picture of Gabbar, as a parting shot. I intend to write an Initial Ownership Review soon, after I recover from the embarrassment of this post. :P
