The tarmac road ran out as I turned left, taking the pass over the mountains. The road turned to small rocks, the kind that bump steer the front and rear wheels. I could see why Sara said she didn’t like it, but it was better then sand! Ken’s monoshock has leaked all the oil out, so with no dampening he must have had a hard time funding traction.
The pass was hard work. We climbed to over 8800ft, starting from around 1500. Some of the climbs were a bit steep (I’ve never been in first gear for so long), but nothing too serious. By the time we got to the top it was raining, but not much. The views were worth it though.
There were a couple more high passes before the descent into Olgii this morning. We camped just over one of the passes, in sight of the white capped mountains. Beautiful!