I think that is great news and a good idea for some holiday explorers to take advantage of this type of experience.
The article talks of the use of bike and surroundings-and the possible average of 4 hours for one round trip, that relates to a hire cost of @$400
The two sidecars are used for guests to commuter around the attractions of Anantara Golden Triangle, a property that covers 650,000 square metres of hills and dales and is also home to an elephant rehabilitation programme.
The article also talks briefly of its history of the Royal Enfield Motorcycle and its colourful history, since its founding in the early 1900s -
First produced in 1901, Royal Enfield is the oldest motorcycle brand in the world still in production* and still sports a traditional design built around a reliable workhorse used by the British Army and colonial forces during two World Wars.
Enfield of India continued producing the 'Bullet', and began branding its motorcycles 'Royal Enfield' in 1999. A lawsuit over the use of 'Royal', brought by trademark owner David Holder, was judged in favour of Enfield of India, who now produce motorcycles under the Royal Enfield name.
The models produced and marketed in India include Cafe Racers, Cruisers, Retros and Adventure Tourers.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Royal_Enfield
I would add that in years past the developers and manufactures, have certainly had what you could say, a colourful and checked history, but now the outcome is good, the bike lives on.
https://www.royalenfield.com/in/en/customworld/
It has to be said the Royal Enfield is not to the taste of every biker, and I would add this to its demise in at its time in England.
The Enfield like most British designed and built motorcycles with their common engine oil leaks were good when they were running. Many of my old friends had old British bikes, Enfield, Norton, BSAs my father had a model S7 Sunbeam and Sidecar, a British motorcycle designed by Erling Poppe based on the BMW R75. What was more of an impact, and to be the downfall of the British motorcycle industry, was to be the imports of motorcycles from the Japan market, and their general reliability or a modern motorcycle of today. One of my old friends is a collector of sorts of old British motorcycles, he too likes to work on them, keeping their running condition, he was one to tell me once don't buy a British motorcycle. I had at the time a Kawasaki KR1 250cc it was a hybrid model of 1989 with many KR!S parts also. We were out on one of those Sunday mad runs, he on his Norton 750 Commando café racer, but no matter how he tried he would not leave the light and nimble Kawasaki, on the twisty country road the Kawasaki would be dominant with no worry of ground clearance on lean angle, response was quick with the KIPS electronic fuel injectors, too much too soon with the right hand would see how light and responsive the bike was by lifting the front end exiting corners, also against the 750cc sport bikes of the same period it would be a fair challenge, on the straights it would pack a punch of just a tad over 140mph, the real pocket rocket of its day. Sorry for drifting off subject a little, thinking back to one of my past favourite bikes, and I have had so many I tend to lose count on some makes and models.
Back to the Chai, and India, motorcycle manufactures and adventure to some. It was one of the many times I spent in the region of Himachal Pradesh and the lush mountains. I was based in Old Manali at the time, joint renting a farm house with a Japanese guy, the place was high on the hillside and only assessable by foot, 2 hours walk to market for supplies, and longer time to get back, not worth forgetting something off the shopping list.
I enjoyed the scenery and the exercise was good, the Japanese guy was a mountain biker the place suited his needs. I at the time was killing time, waiting for friends form overseas and my climbing equipment, trekking had to be still sufficient for now. I was with my nephew and we had done lots of treks up to date. We had walked with the traders of goods loaded on Yak over the border into Nepal, rented horses, not a favoured pastime of mine, and I am not too good with control of animals, more so on cliffy mountainsides. We had Camel trekked in Rajasthan toward the sparse populated regions that border Pakistan. Been also in a few wild life parks, such has the Jim Corbett National Park to name a few, we would go on elephant Safari hoping to see a tiger or two, I can say they are very elusive because we being unlucky, did not see.
Periyar national park in Kerala, my journey there was to start by boat across the large lake with otters, playing young and adults hunting along the banks. Petrified trees surrounded by waters of the lake, all nestled in the middle of the cardamom hills. When the boat docks on the other side I was to go on by foot, with my new friend and guide a young Indian lady of about 24 years of age, first stop was a watch tower I had booked for a few nights, we trekked there by a small path with Napier grass towering overhead on both sides, seeing the odd animal tracks and the cutting in between the grass where it passed. I did feel a little insecure at times in this and other environments I had previously visited. I had seen a few leopards on previous treks. I was hoping my guide was experienced. Out of the grass landscape change with trees and hills, open areas, with Elephants grazing in the distance.
The watchtower was sparse, just a raised platform to sleep upon, but it served its purpose in the early evening nine wild dogs chased a small heard of spotted deer (chital) into the open fields beside the bank of the lake, the hunt would end there when the few deer left had water behind and a hungry pack waiting for their move while the sun sets in the background, the natural balance of nature. For a few days I was going to walk in this area.
We were wondering what to do next in our adventure. We decided to rent a pair of 350 bullets and travel from Manali 50km to the Rohtang Pass, located on the eastern Pir Panjal range of the Himalayas. Not yet too sure if it would be ridable this early in the season, but we were heading in the direction trying to gain information on route. Up and up the zigzag road It is an amazing sight and views with many snow-capped mountains, then we came to walls of ice beside us, now we were in the pass, towering ice of 20 feet in places, where cut out to make the road accessible, to the valleys of Lahaul and Spiti. Only once I got stuck, but it was cold and hard to get the rock from the stand and frame that was hampering me in that icy melt water. When the road flattened out there was small tented restaurants (if you like) with deck chairs too be seated upon the snow, it was entertaining sipping a hot cup of Chai and watching Indian holiday makers trying to learn how to ski.
But the end result of the once British Royal Enfield was good, well done to India Keeping memories going.