I camped for an extra day at Iskut as i was waiting for the PO to open. From Watson lake I had sent a parcel of food and it arrived there on Monday morning. In the meantime, I camped by the beautiful Eddontenajon lake in a valley of mountains.
ContinueThe year was 2011, and was just back, inspired and triumphant, after cycling on one of the highest motorable roads in the world ( Manali – Khardung La). I was reading an article on transcontinental cycling in a magazine specializing in bicycling when I came across a breathtaking picture of a cyclist in the middle of an unpaved, partly muddy desert road, heading towards the mountains looming ahead.
In the flash, the photograph captured everything about long distance bicycling touring – the thrill of an adventure, the essence of exploration and discovery of new experiences , the fear of the unknown, the test of endurance and mental strength and the innocence of just being on a bike and getting in touch with the free spirit that resides within. The picture stimulated a desire and planted the first seeds of an overwhelming dream to cycle the world.
