After leaving Sarahan, and a needed fuel stop (causing chaos as usual), we head higher into the valley of the mighty Sutlej, but first we have to traverse the valley floor for a bit. The heat is intense and I have removed my outer jacket so now just have my armour. It's a good move, but even then, every time I stop for a photo and restart I can feel the fresh sweat on my brow in the breeze.
As we progress deeper the roads become more cut into the mountain, until we reach this spot where it's as if some giant wood worker has cut the rock with a very large router. Of course the 'wood worker' is the sweat and toil of the Indian road builders. They have a never ending job apparent from the many dents in the safety barriers (where they exist) from falling rocks; we should not stay too long.
The rocks above the roads have numerous cracks and look as if they might tumble down at any moment. In places the roads have simply disappeared after a rock fall and these become challenging off road sections.
Now on to the campsite in the Baspa valley, which feeds into the Sutlej.
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