Walked to breakfast. Sitting in cafe while Ragu ordered for us a truck tire blew out in the street and our entire group jumped. You can’t blame us it sounded like gunfire and we just walked by the army rangers stationed outside our hotel.
Moin led us on a detour this morning to ride over the rickety Danyore foot bridge. The interesting thing about this bridge is that it ends with a tiny tunnel that has a sweeping right hand turn inside of it.
Michael Strauss immediately pulled into a street stand after the tunnel and bought a snack. One was sugary fried dough type of thing called galabi, it was to sweet for my taste it was like eating fried maple syrup. I loved the pakora a hush puppy type of fried flour, onions, potato and chaat masala.
I started the highway portion of the day with mechanical issues. The bike would start and run fine until it ran at 50-60kmh under load, the load being me, and then the engine would sputter to a stop. It happens 6 times before we replaced the spark plug, the ignition wire and the coil. Later Bagel told me he though it was probably from the coil being submerged in the river the day before.
Chap Shuro samosa at street stand in the village of Nagar whose main industry seemed to be Sheparding or butchery shop owner.
Chap Shuro is delicately spicy deliciousness
Stopped for a cup of Chai in the tiny village of Minapin. As we sat on the patio sipping tea we had a great view of Raka Poshi
Dinner on the roof of Hunza View Hotel
Roof top party with friends of Moin from Lahore with Hunza Water the local moonshine