Found this from a dozen years ago which exemplifies the hospitality we enjoyed and how challenges are handled..
Before we had a chance to get mad at him, Kyle told us about what had happened. He had been going straight, when a car overtook him a little roughly, and he ended up locking the front wheel and crashed. A bump and bruise, but other than that, he didn't suffer from any serious injuries. He continued to tell us that when he had crashed, a mob got together and surrounded him, picked up his bike up for him, made him get back on and then started to chant "GO, GO, GO, GOOOOO!"
We all laughed, in part of the funny ordeal Kyle had gone through and partly out of relief. We decided that there had been enough riding for the day and that we needed to find a place to stay. As we were just about to go on a search of shelter, my father called out of the blue to inform me that he had a friend who could house all of us in Mardan. There was food, beds, and AC waiting for us just a short distance away. I called uncle Zafar and in no time we arrived to a mansion. Lunch was massive and we stuffed ourselves silly and passed out on the beds. By the time we had woken up from our nap, it was dinner time. Food was already waiting for us and I watched our Californian friends down on Pakistani dishes. For dessert, Pakistani mangoes were served. As everyone probably knows already, nothing compares to Pakistani mangoes
From this which has all sorts of amusing stuff. Pics are messed of course
New thread to honor those taking part in the great trek!! annnnnnnnnd..... go!
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they're novels. I'm going to Pakistan with my husband, sister, and 8 of our friends - there WILL be a thorough ride report.
I *am* child height after all! I loved that little cb150! No regrets!
