82 miles to TASLICAY. Nice morning, gentle climbing past very traditional villages that have many dried manure stacks for heating fuel. They are constantly making more! The slopes are alive with many attended but roaming herds and flocks of cattle and sheep. The grass on the slopes are in perfect condition.
Afternoon not so good - dry plateau and poor road surfaces. Plan to rough camp at Taslicay. Hit by thunder storm chased out of village first by a few dogs then it seems like the complete quorum of village dogs. Cycle hard and shout back at their barking and we escape unscathed. Other side of village the road has been ripped up! We cycle for another 10 miles constantly looking for suitable place to pitch. The road is subbase only plus dusty. It is getting dark! POP! my rear tyre has puncture - the first of the trip! There is a lorry/trailer/digger holding area very close - very lucky. We have tea with them and shown a flat stony area to pitch tent. Pitch tents using head torches cook supper and eventually crawl into sleeping bags at 11pm! KNACKERED.
Simon still with me for next few days
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