If you told me I would have to cross a river with all my luggage and bike after I had just cycled 145km, I would have never believed you, but it happened. What’s more I had to cross the same river the following morning thanks to the Indian boat men who spend their time scamming tourists. Read about the madness…
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Kind people on Death Highway: Karnataka, India
It was hard to get the legs moving, what with the lack of sleep, and I needed a tea or coffee. We pulled up at the first sign of civilisation we came to even though there wasn’t anywhere to eat, or so it appeared. I spotted some jugs of water on a small stone hut…Continue reading Kind people on Death Highway: Karnataka, India
The rural road to Hampi: Karnataka, India
It turns out you can’t polish a turd. Despite having my bike fixed for the umpteenth time, my pedal fell off again just 10km out of Kannur. Miraculously, Hugo found the flying nut on the roadside and we tried our best to screw it back on with my broken spanner to tied us over until…Continue reading The rural road to Hampi: Karnataka, India
An insightful visit to Kannur: Northern Kerala, India
The uncertainty of our daily progress makes it difficult to Couchsurf but sometimes, like this time, it works out. I received a message from Manish a few months back asking us to pop by if we happened to pass his town Kannur, North Kerala. It was on our route so we made sure we timed…Continue reading An insightful visit to Kannur: Northern Kerala, India