Blogging while riding a motorbike in the Himalayas is quite a challenge. I have a memory like a sieve; I see a nice view or something interesting on route and I think "must write about that". When we stop, my mind goes blank and I struggle to recall what it was I wanted to write about. At some random moment (usually on the bike!) I remember again.
The roads are fantastic; winding and challenging; different terrain; smiling, inquisitive and responsive faces; head shaking scenery. It's all too much to take in - the mind simply cannot process it all.
The consequence is that there's so much good stuff I simply can't describe it all. As I said earlier - you have to experience it first hand.
We've stopped now after a huge traffic jam involving massive army lorries passing just inches from your shoulder (metric can't compete for phrasiology - is there such a word?) They centimetered by (see what I mean, inched works so much better) squeezing through a tiny gap lined on one side by fragile bikers and the other by the edge of the road. The diesel fumes alone could kill you as the trucks spew out massive clouds of the black stuff engines reving whilst the clutch takes the strain. One false move by the truck driver and we're toast. Fortunately, they are accomplished drivers.
1 comment:
Nice posts! I am still trying to figure out how I can integrate these blogs into twitter and make it show up as updates on an HTC! Wish your camera was better, somedays you can just send lots of pictures as they are equally fascinating! Adeel
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