The world is a different place in the sun. The yurt filled valley was beautiful, bordered by low rolling hills, a wide meandering river in its centre. Then, over a small pass, and I find myself cycling down through a green, forested valley, sun and wind at my back.
The plains in the sun
It was many hours on the bike, trying to get through some kilometres (in an attempt to get to Shangri La to extend my visa). Beautiful views. Here are some photos.
Waiting for the dumplings
The high plains
The watershed
The watershed
The river going down
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Love the dumplings shot. I can almost taste the dumplings!
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Incredible scenery. What a pleasure that must have been!