cant get the pictures up on barf for some reason, i just posted a few on Facebook
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ill try to post here again in a bit.
Later.
Breakfast was already waiting for us when we woke up. It was barely 5am as we filled up our tanks with fresh warm parathas and a mountain of eggs. It was still dark outside, and we were all moving at the pace of snails trying to pack and load the rest of our things. Today, we head to Chitral.
Just 45 minutes into the ride, Kyle had us all stop. The crash yesterday did some damage to the bike, and he detected some weird noises coming from it. Upon inspection, it seemed like the chain guard was bent and the chain was brushing against it. A quick stop to a nearby mechanic, and the chain guard and handle bars were both straightened out. My stomach was already growling again so I went around the corner and got some corn. This corn is a specialty, it's not heated up on top of an open flame or steamed, it's baked in a bowl of salt with wood burning underneath the bowl. Absolutely delicious and exactly what I needed before we headed off again. I made michael and kyle try it too
We hit the dreaded Dargai checkpost sooner than we had expected. This check-post is the biggest one in the northwest, and they do one of the most thorough inspections on everyone who passes. Foreigners need special permits before they're allowed through to the other side. I had applied for these permits a couple months ago for Kyle and Michael but I never heard anything back from the Ministry of Interior People. I was told many different things, including the fact that their Pakistani Visa cleared them for all of Pakistan. We held our breath during the hour wait, and the news came that everyone was cleared to pass. Foreigners crossing this town without permits is unheard of, but thanks to a few amazing people in my life who make the impossible possible, we were able to continue! Thanks you guys, you know who you are!
As soon as we passed Dargai, the mountains came into view, and we were back to having fun. Not even traffic could ruin the mood that only the sight of nature could bring. K and M had smiles across their faces and thumbs up were everywhere. We stopped by a market to grab some water, and decided to get our oil changed there too. It took the mechanic under 3 mins for my Piaggio Storm. I didn't even have time to take out my wallet before he denied any form of payment. "You're a guest in our city, you don't owe me anything" he said with a smile. I tried to pay again, but his decision was firm.
The roads got better and better as we road further into the day. The traffic started dying, the roads twisted and turned more, and the views in front of us were heavenly. Michael said it reminded him of Bay area riding sessions. I nodded nostalgically. The clouds started moving in towards us as the evening rolled around. The rain came slowly, and then started pouring cats and dogs on us. We found shelter from the storm in Chukyatan and had one of the most amazing meals. I'll have to let Michael and Kyle elaborate on that later.
Chukyatan area is a beautiful place that is a part of Dir District. Unfortunately, this place is known to be troublesome at times. While we were enjoying dinner there was a loud bang in the distance, shaking the ground that we were sitting on. We froze, thinking it was a bomb blast, and tried to calm each other by saying it was just an earthquake. Later, we found out it that it was actually a lightning bolt that had struck the ground. The news gave us quite a big relief, sleep would come easier tonight now. We need all the rest for the days to come.