Along the Pamir and the Panj

The next day we pack our gear and continue down the mountains, hoping for a bit better roads.
We manage to kick 95 km in 9.5 hours.
Again, we encounter sand and stretches of baby head sized rocks, and as a team building method RidingKismet would hand her bike to IronChris whenever things become a bit tricky.
After a river crossing, Murghob shows difficulties and starts to stall, leading us to the weird assumption the CDI could be burned. Changing the latter brings nothing. Eventually, a loose connector is found to be responsible for power cuts... If not basic knowledge of electric circuits, then the learning of the day is that first of all we need to take more breaks to enjoy a coffee instead of getting annoyed.

The more we descend, the more we get back into civilization, and the easier the roads become "normal", as our host in a guest house tells us. "Normal" means though some memories of tarmac in the villages, a bit of sand, and mostly gravel. That's fine.

At Bibi Fatima's hot springs we soften our sore muscles, which is really needed, to then do the final stretch to Khorogh, the capital of Gorno-Badakhshan or the Tajik Pamir.
We meet FlyingNick who, once again, arrived here way earlier than us.Leggi altro