Camping by the lake was great, but we couldn’t get the bikes right down to the edge. The sand was very deep and soft. Ken had a go and got bogged down, but we managed to push him out. We parked on a dirt road and carried our stuff over.

We’d been there about 10 minutes when we spotted a couple of touring bikes on the tarmac. We waved at them and they turned onto the dirt about 2km further on. A man and woman rode up towards us taking English.

Malcolm and Sara were great to meet, good company for the night. They’d just covered the ground we’re going towards, so we swapped info on our respective ways. There’s a very high pass we’ll be on shortly, over 8000ft. The roads will be mostly rocks, sounds great fun!