The Khunjerab Pass from the Pakistan side. It's fair to say that the tarmac abruptly stops here!!
So far, so good - by now this represents a 'good' road for us!
Rocky, gravelly AND and a hairpin-filled descent... now we're talking!
Everyone is loving the warm welcome extended by the Pakistani people. James is particularly happy to be back!
Our first landslide. Must be fresh as there's not much of a queue yet. The boys investigate possible ways through. (Em meanwhile tries to use her mental powers to move the rocks!)
A digger came to rescue with the landslide. Soon we have descended into the valley where there are water obstacles to negotiate.
Having assessed conditions on foot we ride through our first water crossing - there'll be countless more in the coming days!
Em reaches the river - to says it's wild, violent and untamed would be an understatement!
Em's initial nerves quickly evaporate and she's soon loving riding through such awesome scenery.
Em powers out of a deep section on dust and sand (and still looking totally composed!)
There's evidence of rockfalls all around and the dust just keeps getting thicker!
A dusty Em at our first check point (complete with 100m of tarmac!)
Chai by candle light in our guest house in Sost. Tired and caked in dust but happy to all be safely in Pakistan after a great first day.
Our bikes (dwarfed by Fabian's) parked up outside the guesthouse. Such a lovely location.
The Italian contingent - Stefano, Roberta and Donato - with James.
Our first look at the collapsed bridge...
Looking back after a wobbly walk over the footbridge - don't really fancy bringing the bikes across this somehow!!
James can't resist and joins Carl and Stefano on the roof of the van on the way back to the guesthouse. Boys!
Bene and I do some admin in the shade of the trees.
Inspecting improvements to the bridge.. definitely a work in progress!
With Stefano unwell, we have an extra day in Sost. Not a whole lot going on but we take a dusty walk down to the 'bazaar'.
Siphoning our petrol.
With the kit all transported over the bridge, now it's the turn of the bikes...
The locals carry huge sacks of aid over the flexing bridge as if it was nothing!
James' bike crosses the bridge having safely negotiated the slope.