Day's run: 124 km
Total: 1253 km
Start: 06:50
Saddle Time: 07:11
Total Climb: 626 m
Total Descent: 528 m
Average: 17.2 kph
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| Falling out of love with the Pocket Earth routing algorithm after 10km of this. I'd set 'shortest route by car - no unpaved roads'. It's a pretty barren landscape and I have set off waterless expecting there to be plenty of places to buy some. Lesson learnt. |
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| It soon greens up, back in rice paddy again. I meet a local guy testing out the boreholes which supply the water. He proudly maintains 5 boreholes in this area. Good for agro-business, not so good when the village well dries up. |
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| Composting the remains of the cotton plants after harvesting............throw the plants on the road and let the traffic do the work of breaking it down for bedding. |
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| Another primitive working lime kiln |
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| The GPS says go this way. No way! It's a farm track covered in cow shit isn't it. I discover that it is a wet mulch of mud and broken down coocnut shells to allow the new concrete underneath to cure slowly .....sunscreen! We use damp sack cloth in the UK. |
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| I'm checking out my second floor room for the night but also keeping an eye on my bike which is attracting the usual amount of interest. This is where a fellow traveller would be useful. I later drag the bike up the stairs and keep it in my room. |
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| Fried rice. Delicious and only 20 rupees. That's all mine! |
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| It#s an eventful evening. Thunderstorm........power cut.........generator kicks in and kicks out again after a minute...........fan stops whirring and the heat in the room is unbearable. It's dark..............I'm given a candle to light the room, not a good omen. There is a tremendous racket coming from the unlit street below....firecrackers, music blaring at 100% distortion.........I give up any idea of an early night and head for the street. It's a wedding procession stuck in the traffic. Here are the couple watching the fireworks and greeting well-wishers. He spots me filming and waves back, the only pale face in the gloom. |
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