As part of my efforts to explore the Goa I’ve not yet seen, this sunny Monday morning Blackbird and I took a random exit while riding up NH 17 somewhere in Pernem and continued riding through the wilderness.
Cashew trees in full bloom flanked both sides of the road as we rumbled through sleepy villages. I raised my helmet visor to take in the aroma. I stopped a couple of times to take pictures and pluck a juicy cashew that was calling out to me, begging me to eat it.
I’m definitely going to do this again.