Lake News 4
- krolesh
- Jul 7, 2024
- 2 min read
Parting Ways
And so the time eventually came to go our separate ways. I was sad, shedding a tear or two as I left those guys. We'd had such a beautiful time together, and had become quite close.
That's one thing I don't love about travelling.
All the goodbyes.
Anna Lena and Julien are the best people to hang with. So kind, thoughtful, and super interesting.
I learnt a lot from them, especially about kindness. The way they are with each other is so inspiring.
And now it's time to be alone again for awhile.
Porridge brekky
Life is beautiful. It really is.
And of course, there's so much to stimulate my mind in these places, so many landscapes to enjoy, and culture to learn about. And learn from.
I preyed for this bird
Lenin up on his pedestal again
Back in Kochkor, filling up on fresh stuff.
I stopped for lunch along the river, close to the reservoir.
And then I began the long climb over the pass.
Unfortunately the weather turned. I suddenly had an almost gale force headwind, slowing me down to a snail's pace, with cars and the occasional truck speeding past very close, right next to me, throwing me around.
And then a speeding truck nearly hit me, and I was suddenly thrust to the right by its powerful air blast. The blast threw me right onto the rounded concrete road barrier like I was on the bend of a cycling velodrome, and it nearly completely tipped me over sideways.
My wheels were thrown against this and I very nearly went over.
I knew right then that it was way too dangerous to ride.
So I walked. And pushed.
It was raining, but not too hard.
It was a long climb, but eventually the road changed direction and I could cycle again, as the strong wind wasn't right in my face.
Stunning views looking behind me
Finally I reached the top, it wasn't so high, 2160m, but it was still super difficult in the conditions.
And then I could roll.
And roll and roll.
I headed down for at least 20km, and then hit this river, and decided to camp for the night.
Off I headed on this dirt track to a campsite.
That green patch down there looks like home.
I camped close to this river, too close actually. There was nowhere else flat further away. The river rose overnight, but luckily by not too much.
This rather harmless bush has the deadliest thorns known to bicycles. It's given me two flat tyres so far. I think.
I never found the thorns, or even the holes in my tyres.
Stunning dragonfly
My porridge soaking routine, with delicious local dried fruit, dried whole. Gotta watch out for the pips though, especially the cherry pips.
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