Location: | Lake Manasarovar |
Mileage: | 8,500 |
Everyone is relieved to leave the dirt behind. The tarmac is brand new and leads into Ali, the provincial capital. Finally fuel stations as we would recognise them – except they won’t fill motorcycles up at the pump - and a room as we’d know it WITH a shower – expect that we have to wait for two hours for hot water!
The following day is a blessing for all as it is tarmac the whole way. We have a break at a local tea house for chai – some like it for others its too sweet!
We pass the holy Mount Kailash and spend the night at the side of Lake Manasarovar – the highest fresh water lake in the world. Like Kailash, the lake is considered scared – drink some of its water and your sins are washed away for one hundred lifetimes. Anyway it costs £20 to get lakeside – yes, £20, so we keep our sinful behaviour and most wonder up to the local Tibetan monastery instead.
There’s no showers again tonight, just a plastic bowl of warm water for face and feet and the weather looks like it is closing in. I’m cooking a past special for the team from the van.