A Street Car Named Kolkata – Calcutta tram, Bengal, India

A Street Car Named Kolkata – Calcutta tram, Bengal, India. The Kolkata tram system, one of the oldest operating tram networks in Asia, has been an integral part of the city’s identity and heritage since its inception. The story of the Kolkata tram system begins in the late 19th century, during the British colonial era, when horse-drawn trams first started running on the streets of Calcutta in 1873. These trams were initially operated by private companies, but in 1880, the Calcutta Tramways Company was formed to manage the entire network.

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The early 20th century saw significant developments in the tram system, with the introduction of electric trams in 1902, replacing the horse-drawn ones. This transition marked a new era for the Kolkata tram system, making it more efficient and reliable. The network expanded rapidly, covering more areas of the city and becoming an essential mode of transport for Kolkata. The tram system reached its peak in the 1940s and 1950s, with over 300 trams operating on various routes across the city. However, with the advent of buses and other modern modes of transport, the tram system began to decline in popularity. Many tram routes were discontinued, and by the 1980s, the network had shrunk significantly. Despite these challenges, the Kolkata tram system has managed to survive and even thrive in recent years, thanks to efforts to modernize and preserve this iconic mode of transport. Today, the Kolkata tram system operates on a reduced network, covering important parts of the city. It continues to be a popular choice for many residents, offering a nostalgic and unique way to experience the charm of Kolkata’s streets. The Kolkata tram system is not just a mode of transport; it is a symbol of the city’s rich history and cultural heritage. It stands as a testament to Kolkata’s resilience and ability to preserve its past while embracing the future.

16 November Spin

Today I decided to stay again in the town of Tarfaoute, which eneabled me to do a circuit of 225KM without my bags, this took me 6 hours with a few drink stops. Tarfaoute to Tioulit to Tanait to Tighimi to Tiffermit and back to Tarfaoute.

There is nothing Anti about the Anti Atlas it is breathtaking and even now in mid November the temperature afternoon is in the 30’s.

The roads are virtually empty and the scenery is always breath taking. I ended up after a suggestion from Paul BHT at the painted rocks.

The Quad lock wireless charger is proving unreliable. But everything else is good. I am now wondering which way to go, head further south and visit for a day the Western Sahara, or chill out a bit and start heading for the coast…..

 

Spin in Morocco

Spin in Morocco, well today when I woke up after my second night in Boumalne, I really did not feel like moving on. So after a chat with Yidir a local guy I made a plan to ride from Boumalne around a loop which included a long section of off road.

This was the first section of the day, and it was fantastic. The first 40K on the road. I picked up an auld fella on the road and he did the road bit with me chatting away in some language or other. Lovely guy, but I did not understand a word.

Once I dropped him off the rough stuff started, and it really did see me on my limit. A 250 would have been easier, very happy with how the Honda 500 handled it though. The really tricky stuff I did not get pictures of as if I had stopped I might not have got started again.

I picked my day for it though, unfortunately there was a group of thirty plus French buggies doing the same track so I had to stop to let them hoon past me, not a care in the world on them. Actually though, as it turned out, some of the sections were so technical I was happy they were there as if I had a problem they could of helped me out.

Once I got back to a tarred road I was in Tourza, and heading for Nkob one hundred K away so I rode at 100KMH to get there, I was worried I would run out of time for the last bit. I was wrong though the last mountain road was all tarmac so I got back easily for 4PM.

This, or at least the first 100 and the last 80 is some of the best riding I have ever done, fair play to Morocco…

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