Eating Dust
Ever since David (my flatmate) left for Europe in spring, his goal was to get himself a motorbike license, so he could get himself a Royal Enfield of his own. For one, to drive it around in Chandigarh and then as well in the hope that we’d get to drive up North to the heights of Ladakh – not comparable with what these guys did, but still quite an adventure: 350km without petrol pump, driving in a height range between 3500 and 5359 metres (Tang-lang La, the world’s second highest motorable pass) above sea level and a cold desert. It used to be a real pioneer’s track, now it’s more touristy, but still enough to push one out of one’s comfort zone. — read more ›