India and Pakistan Bikers Unite — Convoy to Hatta Dam

This ride started with a 6 AM alarm and ended with me rethinking what borders mean. In between: a hundred-plus motorcycles, potato parathas on the roadside, and a dam that echoed like a stadium.

The Surprise at the Meeting Point

I'd recently found PRG — the Pakistani Riders Group, tagline Live to Ride — through the community and asked to join their next ride. Show up at 6 AM, they said. What they didn't say: this was a joint ride with the Singh Motorcycle Club, the turbanned Turbanator Riders, organised specifically to celebrate the diversity and brotherhood that exists in the UAE.

Here's the thing I keep coming back to. When Pakistanis and Indians leave the subcontinent, the hostility evaporates. In Dubai we eat each other's food, attend each other's festivals, and ride in each other's convoys. The enmity back home is manufactured — and mornings like this one are the proof. After years in the UAE and Canada watching this brotherhood work, I have genuinely high hopes for peace in our region.

Convoy School

Before rollout, both clubs ran introductions and a safety briefing — and I learned something I didn't know existed: rider hand signals. Caution warnings, hazard pointing, even a signal for police ahead. A whole silent language passed backward through a hundred bikes at highway speed. As a new rider, I used all of it the same day.

The route was easy highway until Hatta, where the proper curvy roads begin — and where the convoy's fanciest machines started showing off. One bike was so exotic I still think about it. The Singh is King rider in full traditional outfit remains the style champion of the entire UAE riding scene.

When 30 or 40 motorcycles reached the dam together, the echo shook the whole valley once. Then we climbed to the top and they pinned new-rider badges on us like we'd graduated from something.

Parathas, Punjabi Hip-Hop and the Ride Home

Singh MC brought breakfast: potato parathas, pakodas and pickle, served on the roadside with zero ceremony and maximum joy. Then came tea in quantities that would alarm a doctor, Punjabi songs, and a full dance session by the lake. No liquor, no pretence — just brothers being loud in the mountains. As I said in the video: this is the real fun of life.

Two practical notes from the day: I tried GPS overlays in the edit for the first time (the internet teaches everything), and I learned that no amount of seat padding survives hour two — when it hurts, stand on the pegs and let the wind do its job. For the route itself, Hatta features in my best UAE motorcycle roads guide; if you want to find your own crew, start at the clubs directory.

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