My body is used to the heat of the desert. At 3500m there is not much desert heat left. My attempt at making lots of kilometres today was foiled by a flat tyre and lack of motivation to cycle into the cold without a destination with a roof over my head known. 94km it is.
Wrapped up bike inspection
I had a welcome surprise cycling into a little village. Paro and Dwayn were there waving. They had seen me from the bus and had got out to see me.
Me, Paro and Dwayn
The high plains
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Hi Mathew,
The world is small! Paro and Dwayne used to be active in our local (Vancouver) orienteering club, as did we. I’m enjoying your blog as I work on preparation for a family Christmas where family will gather (and eat) here.
Cheers,
Margo
(Chris and I met you on the Varanger Peninsula in Norway in 2013)
Hey, cool! Yes, I remember our meeting as you were trying to arrange the boat to Båtsfjord. 🙂
The world is, indeed, a small place!
Greetings and merry Christmas from Thailand.