The highest point of
our trip 3800m
The Tibetan Highway, a succession of switchbacks & hairpin bends had deteriorated
to a narrow road barely wide enough for vehicles to pass. Our driver
blasted his
horn at every bend to warn of our approach. A steady stream of
trucks passed on their way from Tibet. We did not stop for photo ops!
We were relieved to find ourselves on the inside track,
covering our
eyes when overtaking slow moving
truck or buses with more fainthearted drivers. Having been to the very brink of the
precipice we broke into spontaneous applause when we realize we were safely past. The burned out vehicles of others less fortunate littered the valley below
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